Alien paradise

"..." Farrellan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Do you think they can win?"

He didn't identify them, but both knew what the other meant.

"Maybe, maybe not." Dane did not give a conclusive answer, "But I didn't choose to stand with them because they were bound to win."

There was a slight sense of disappointment in Farrellan's heart. He thought he had already passed, but when his friend stood in front of him again, he found that there was always a hurdle there.

Because he had chosen the winner before, he married a wife and had children in the royal capital, and lived a good life.

"Good luck, I'm going home."

Farrellan waved his hand, turned and walked out of the station.

"I'll come see you," Dane said.

He waited until the other party's back disappeared, then left the station through another exit and boarded a carriage waiting for guests.

"Please go to Vought News Agency."

"Okay, sit tight now." The coachman responded immediately, "Hold on!"

…

In the Xicheng District of the Royal Capital, inside the Watt News Agency.

Editor-in-Chief Qiu Ji is checking the manuscripts that will be published tomorrow. The five reporters stood in a row in front of the desk, not even daring to breathe.

Because the editor-in-chief is by no means a talkative person, and more importantly, the general manager has given him the power to appoint and remove personnel. In other words, he can kick his people out of the news agency at any time.

Even in Wangcheng, there is no other company like Walter that is willing to pay high salaries to recruit reporters.

So no one wants to be kicked out at this juncture.

Church held a cigar in his mouth and quickly scanned the press release in front of him. Suddenly he frowned and stared at the third reporter with sinister eyes, "Todd, what's your response to this report about Duke Longjiu being blessed by the gods? What happened? Bathed in the divine light, and put on a headband made of gears by the gods himself... Were you there at the time? Did you see it with your own eyes? "

Todd quickly explained, "Well... I based it on the scene recorded in the holy scripture..."

"According to the Holy Scripture of Abundance, right?" Qiu Ji slapped the manuscript on the table with a dull thud. "If you haven't seen other people's blessing ceremony, don't make any assumptions about it, especially the blessing of the goddess of fertility. The matter is being blamed on the Shenji Sect! You put the gear on your head, be careful, someone will stick your head out and hang it on the city wall! Go back and rewrite it!"

"But Mr. Todd has really never seen the blessing ceremony... not many people in the entire royal capital have seen it, right?" Another person argued gloomily, "Besides, this is not news at all, it needs to be posted on the front page. ?"

"What, do you have any objections to my request?" Qiu Ji said impatiently, "Just write if you are told, there is so much nonsense! Newspapers all over the city are praising Duke Longjiu, wouldn't it be the most eye-catching if we don't write it? Xingxing? I really feel like I’m not outstanding enough... If you want to die, please go out and die by yourself, don’t splatter blood on the floor of our club.”

Everyone immediately shut up.

The head of the general who was resisted by the Kingdom Guards is still hanging on the inner city wall.

"How about you withdraw my report." The last reporter said cautiously, "It seems... a bit dangerous."

"Your name is Li Xi, right? Let me take a look first." Qiu Ji turned to the last manuscript. This news focused on the families of the victims after the war - the army guarding the royal capital had been dispersed, the number of casualties was estimated to exceed 5,000, and the Laurel family, which was responsible for taking care of their families, had lost all power. Although Duke Longjiu announced that the rebels were a group of nobles headed by General Fares Ben, and that he had no intention of replacing the rule of the Yuegui family, everyone could see that the actual controller of the royal city has now been replaced, and the family members of the fallen soldiers have They become "wanderers" that no one cares about.

There are more than 10,000 of these people. The only difference between them and real homeless people is that they have fixed residences, but their social status is precarious. Unable to receive pensions, loss of income due to the death or disability of young adults in the family, some people deliberately persecuted the families of these soldiers in order to please the Longjiu family, and even beatings or robbery in person were not accepted... Various problems have caused these people's lives to fall to the lowest level freezing point.

"No, this report is very well written. I think it can be published." Church took a long breath after reading it and said, "Just put it on the last page."

The back page of a newspaper is second only to the front page.

"But... aren't you afraid that the Duke will come to make trouble?" Li Xi said in surprise.

"Really? We've already sung carols, so we have to do something serious." Qiu Ji smiled, "Besides, don't you see, this kind of report is a disguised recognition of Duke Longjiu's status as king. What is the king's responsibility? ? It is to govern a place. Now that the war is over, of course he has the responsibility to deal with the aftermath. The families of these soldiers are also his subjects. "

"What you said seems to be just speculation..." Todd muttered.

"Nonsense! I'm not the roundworm in Wilson Longjiu's stomach!" The editor-in-chief glared at him, "But you can see that he is a smart man from the fact that he did not wreak havoc in the royal capital, but instead tried his best to restore local order. A smart person knows how to weigh the pros and cons, so we can naturally speculate on his psychology. Only a fool would treat him as a butcher from the countryside."

"Go out and work. This is how tomorrow's newspaper will be arranged." He waved his hand, signaling for his men to get out of here.

Not long after the office door closed, someone knocked on the door again.

"What else?"

The doorman came in, "Sir, there is someone outside who wants to meet the boss here."

"Ah? He won't make an appointment with the general manager on his own?" Qiu Ji raised his head in displeasure, "Did he tell you his identity?"

"He handed me a business card." The doorman quickly handed the card to him.

The latter glanced away, then froze.

The guard immediately understood, "Then I'll invite him in right now."

"No... wait!" Church rolled his eyes, "Tell him that the general manager doesn't want to see him."

"Uh..." the doorman blinked, "Okay, I understand."

"Keep an eye on him, see how he reacts, and then tell me as soon as possible." He ordered again.

Seeing the other party leaving, Qiu Ji turned his attention back to the card. It was a name that was both familiar and unfamiliar: Court Dann.

His thoughts from more than ten years ago were surging, and he was distracted for a while.

A minute later, the doorman walked back into the office and said, "Sir, he's gone."

"Let's go...wait, what do you mean, he's gone!?" Qiu Ji jumped up from the leather chair, "Didn't he emphasize his origin? Didn't he plead for mercy?"

"No, that's all he said... What a pity."

Good guy, are you so stubborn that you don't even want to show any regrets? Qiu Ji couldn't help shouting, "Go and chase him back before he gets far!"

"Huh? Chasing him?" The guard was confused and couldn't figure out the situation.

"Yes! Just say Hawkeye Church is waiting for him! Go quickly!" Church urged.

Fortunately, the former did not go too far. It only took five minutes for the guard to invite the visitor into the editor-in-chief's office.

"Long time no see. I didn't expect you to become the editor-in-chief of the news agency." Dann put down his handbag and sat down in front of Church. "Congratulations, Church. So you were the one who rejected me just now, right?"

"That's right, who told you not to say hello when you left before?" Qiu Ji snorted coldly, "Originally, this position of editor-in-chief belongs to you. Where have you been? You haven't even written a letter after so many years. , do you know how disappointed Mr. Walter is?"

"Huh... it's a long story." Dan En shook his head and showed a wry smile, "But those are all things of the past, and the capital will be the same without me, so I'd better not mention it."

As he spoke, he was also looking at this former colleague. Over the past ten years, Church has obviously gained weight. His swollen belly means that he rarely goes to the front line to collect news materials. The famous brand cigar dangling from the corner of his mouth also gives him a sense of boss. It was obvious that the other person was doing well.

"Okay, you are free to go wherever you go, but don't forget that Walter made a huge promise to you at that time. If he sees you come back, I can't guarantee that you can leave the newspaper office intact." Qiu Ji clicked the button. Cigar, leaning forward slightly, "So where did you go?"

"Beyond the sea," Dane raised his chin toward the south, "is a New World seaport."