"Galaxy Civilization PL-1 Administrative Xingyun Peak"
At the end of a meeting of all members of Parliament, the few people left were sent to a small conference room with tired figures. As they held the highest rights of Galaxy civilization, they had to deal with this matter even if they were tired.
"Everyone is here. Come in." A middle-aged man at the head looked at the time, closed the information in hand, and looked up at the crowd.
Although there are only six people here, their identities are different. Some of them are Union Commander in Chief, and some of them are just ordinary legislators, but they all hold real power.
Although such meetings are not of high standard, if the power structure of Galaxy civilization is regarded as a mountain, then this is the peak above the cloud.
The door of the meeting was opened, and a soldier came in and saluted the middle-aged man.
"The latest news came from PL-49. An hour and a half ago, the Snow God Force (one of the most powerful indigenous legions of PL-49) launched an attack on the Z8357 train that transported the last batch of Union soldiers back. The commander in chief was Tiemu, the first leader of PL-49 planet. Snow God's forces suffered nearly 1000 casualties, while our coalition forces had 139 troops, 27 crew members, 165 killed in battle, and one missing." The soldier reads the information in his hand with a expressionless face, like a robot.
"A missing person? It's really interesting." A young man in his twenties in the conference room said that everyone else in the conference room was wearing formal clothes, but he was the only one who was wearing a beach bathing suit. He looked like the second ancestor.
It's just that the soldier and the other five people in the room didn't seem to hear what he said.
"Half an hour ago, the first leader of PL-49 and the ministers held a banquet on the top of Qimusi Mountain to celebrate the victory. Ten minutes ago, an avalanche suddenly occurred on the top of Qimusi Mountain, killing 212 people in total. Five minutes ago, all the first leaders and ministers lost signs of life. It is worth noting that the first leader lost signs of life when the avalanche occurred."
"Is there any surveillance video before the avalanche?" one person asked.
"Because of the backward optical signal, there is a certain delay..." The soldier looked at the signal ring on his hand and paused: "Now you can watch the live broadcast."
As he spoke, the information in his hands spread out, forming a curtain of light in the air, and began to broadcast the picture of Li Mo being captured to the top of Zimusi Mountain.
From Li Mo's arrest to the first leader Tiemu's false release of Li Mo, to Li Mo's assassination of Tiemu, to the avalanche, and finally to Li Mo's climb out of the snow, there was only a few minutes, but the conference room was quiet and no one spoke.
"Judging from the direction of this person's walking, he should go to the Central Transmission City." After that, the soldier stopped talking and slowly left the conference room. The live video also ended.
None of the six people in the conference room spoke, as if they were helpless to Li Mo. It seems that I wonder why such a big avalanche didn't kill this guy? It's really troublesome
"Nobody wants to say a word? If not, then the meeting will end. Everyone is tired after a day of meeting." The middle-aged man at the head finally broke the silence.
"Oh... come on. The supreme commander of a civilized planet is dead, won't everyone say?" An old man in military uniform was worried and said quickly.
"What's there to say? Let's praise you, you old shameless!" said another old man.
"Alas - shouldn't we boast? The PL-49 group of natives can fight with us for three years, not all because of this iron wood,? Now that we have won, we must elect a representative from the PL-49 to our parliament. At that time, we don't need to think that this is also the iron wood. At that time, it must have been difficult for us to fully develop the resources there! Now, my strategy has perfectly solved this problem. Tie Mu's sons are getting better and better, and they can't become the weather anymore. This can be successful. What's wrong with me? I don't think it's a problem to give me another promotion! " The old man in military uniform argued.
It turns out that when the peace treaty was signed with PL-49 before, Tiemu, the leader of PL-49, asked the Alliance Army to select an elite force for them to vent their emotions, while the top leaders of Galaxy Civilization immediately objected.
However, Nie Zhizhou, the military commander of the Human Alliance in PL-49 at that time, braved the pressure of many high-level leaders of Galaxy Civilization and resolutely chose to sign a treaty with Tiemu. The reply to the high-level leaders was that more Alliance troops would die if the war continued.
The senior management naturally disagreed, and they made Nie Zhizhou's curse bloody from the perspective of human nature.
Nie Zhizhou, who had no choice but to promise that after the peace treaty was signed, he would kill Tie Mu, a hard man, and let them develop the PL-49 first, which would appease the dissatisfaction of the high-level people.
But how easy is it to kill Tiemu? Only when Tiemu is located, can he be attacked indiscriminately, or even use nuclear weapons similar to range killing weapons.
However, the first article of the Galaxy clause is to prohibit human beings from using nuclear weapons, genetic viruses and other weapons of mass destruction. It is not so simple to want them to be legal.
At that time, Nie Zhizhou heard that Tiemu was very interested in Li Mo.
As the commander in chief of the League of Humanities, Li Mo has repeatedly beaten his team-mates. Nie Zhizhou is naturally familiar with Li Mo, and he has also used Li Mo as the god of punishment several times, quietly solving his political differences with him, and putting the head of the army under his command
Nie Zhizhou was thinking about how to make Tiemu die early, and he was interested in Li Mo, so he arranged Li Mo on the last train and killed Tiemu with his ability that made him afraid.
If the pit does not die, now that the peace treaty has been signed, Nie Zhizhou can't find the trouble of Tiemu in the dark or in the light, and it is even more difficult to kill him, so he can only try to fool those high-level officials
Obviously, Li Mo did not disappoint him. He killed Tiemu when he saw only one side. Nie Zhizhou was naturally very happy.
"Come on, you old boy still want to be promoted? Go and have a baby! And you are such a loser, even your own people. I think it's right to demote you to two levels." Another old man said with a smile, obviously he said that his own people were Nie Zhizhou in order to sign the peace treaty, 165 soldiers and crew members died on the last train for PL-49 aborigines to vent.
With a bang, Nie Zhizhou suddenly slapped the table and angrily said, "Ginger, you have not finished! Have you said not to mention this matter before! They are my soldiers! They are also people who have made outstanding contributions to the Star River civilization! I will go to their homes one by one to comfort them!"
"Really?" Ginger banged down the table, "Are you sure you are consoling their families? I think you are taking the opportunity to seduce their beautiful daughter-in-law? You have done a lot of dirty work for others!"
"You..."
After that, they swore. They were the oldest two in the conference room and respected. The other four looked like watching a play. By the way, they heard gossip between them. Nobody stopped them for a while
It's hard to believe that in the eyes of many ordinary people, every meeting on Yunfeng must be very solemn and ceremonial, including some high-level people on the edge.
If they can see this conference room, which represents the peak of power of the Galaxy civilization, shouting and fighting with each other, and the spiritual leaders and supreme leaders of the Galaxy civilization are listening to gossip with relish
It is estimated that their original deep awe of the power structure of Galaxy civilization will be swept away
Nie Zhizhou and Jinge scolded each other for ten minutes. Later, they were about to dig a grave for each other's ancestor, the 18th generation. As a spiritual leader, Bai Mu could not listen anymore, so he stopped them.
"Is there anything else to say? Of course, personal attacks are not included. If not, the meeting will be over." Then Bai Mu looked at the young man in swimsuit, and the other four also looked at him.
"Hey... are you still interested... Why do you have to look at me? Why don't you decide on Li Mo's business?" The young man pulled his sunglasses down in a strange tone.
"Brother Yongye, this is wrong. After all, Li Mo is a member of your family, and you are the representative of the family. How can we make a hasty decision? After all, we are a group of six, not a group of five." A middle-aged man with glasses in the group of six helped his eyes.
"You are thinking about the five person group... and I won't leave... I said that you are hypocritical enough, pretending not to know, acting, and not tired..." The young man complained, as if he wanted to follow the previous scolding battle and continue to scold.
"Forever night!" Bai Mu stopped.
"Well, for the sake of Uncle Mu..." The young man sat up a little, "in fact, I also know that Li Mo's ability to trick people is really difficult to deal with. He will definitely contact many people when he comes back. If he brings this ability back from PL-49, it will be a disaster."
"I have seen the research report on his ability before, and his ability is still evolving to a certain extent. It used to take five days and ten days to have an accident with him, but it took less than ten minutes to contact iron wood..."
"But he is also a member of our bereaved family. According to the three principles, he should enjoy the same freedom and equality as other bereaved families... But in his current situation, the best compromise I can make is to limit his freedom to a certain extent, and to have less contact with others. In other words, I can't make decisions." The young man shrugged his shoulders.
"Can only limit freedom?" Ginger thought. "Do you think this is OK? I have a private planet, which is not very big, and there is no one on it. How about arranging it there?"
"No way! I know your planet. There is nothing in it. Apart from the stones, there is no difference between putting him there and killing him directly." The young man immediately objected.
"Although there is nothing, I can go to build it now. It doesn't take much trouble. If there is nothing to eat, I will arrange three air drops every day. And he has only had an impact on people at present, and has not had an impact on robots, has he?" Ginger looked at the corner and kept silent.
"Not yet," said the man.
"That's easy. I'll arrange more robots to take care of his living. If he likes greening, I'll get him some trees and flowers to plant by himself and cultivate his sentiment. If not, I can also let people produce some excellent maids, which will definitely make him happy..."
"But a planet without people... Old Jin, you don't want to do some dirty research on Li Mo, do you?" the young man asked.
"How could..."
"Don't tell me, I have a place that is absolutely suitable for him to go to," said Nie Zhizhou.
Everyone looked at him.
"Death Star." Niezhi stopped. "The Death Star is a prison planet, in which there are some serious criminals. All of them are supervised by robots. Now the Death Star has formed its own morphological system, which can lock people while not violating all the regulations except freedom in the three principles. And at present, all the people in the prison are worthy of death, and there is no need to consider the problem of being killed by Li Mo."
"What do you think?" Bai Mu asked.
Four people voted for it.
"There is another question. Li Mo is also a person who has made great contributions to the Star River Alliance. It is needless to say that he will be given the highest treatment after the death star, but all the people sent there are dead criminals. If he was sent there suddenly, it would be hard to explain?" asked the middle-aged man with glasses.
"When Li Mo was in PL-49, he used the nuclear fuel of the mecha to explode when he was dealing with the animals of his country. Can the degree of that explosion meet the standard of nuclear weapons?"
"Not yet, but it can be slightly tampered with."
"Well, let's take the crime of using nuclear weapons? It's almost enough to send the Death Star."
"Agreed."
"Yes."
……
Li Mo, who had just arrived at the Central Transmission City, did not expect that some people had already planned the way for him when he was still hesitating about which wormhole to return to his home star circle.
"That's it." Li Mo put on his shuttle clothes and resolutely walked into a colorful wormhole, starting a new journey.
"Hey? Brother, why did you go to the wormhole? It is being repaired!" A staff member ran over, but it was too late.
"What?" Li Mo didn't respond, so he was swept into the space inside.
The staff in charge of the wormhole at the scene watched Li Mo roll in and sat down on the ground in fear.
"It's over. I've caused a big trouble..."
The tools in hand fell on the ground, making a clanking sound. Just now, he just turned around to get a express, and didn't find anyone near the wormhole.
The location system of the wormhole has just been removed by him. Li Mo will be sent to any place in the Milky Way by the wormhole.
Although the Milky Way civilization has a large sphere of influence, it is just a corner of the Milky Way, and ordinary people have not set foot in it.
It's OK to transmit Li Mo's energy to a dead planet by random transmission. If it is transmitted to the deserted space or some large celestial bodies, kill Li Mo.
There is no doubt that the staff member should take full responsibility.
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