God is Coming

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"Hahahaha!" There was a burst of hearty laughter in the new command center on the track.

An unusually tall and burly middle-aged man, stroking his stiff short beard with one hand, and patting Admiral Morgan's shoulder with the other, smiled and said, "Old man Morgan, don't leave in such a hurry! Although you are no longer the commander-in-chief Yes, but the handover has not been completed, how can we leave first? You have to wait until everything is settled before leaving, right?"

Admiral Morgan's face was livid, staring at the man with unfriendly eyes, and said coldly: "Crassus, I have already resigned, what are you still doing here? Waiting to be humiliated by you?"

The middle-aged man laughed again, and said, "That's okay! You and I don't have a good relationship. Did you forget what happened 20 years ago so quickly? It doesn't matter if you forget it, as long as I don't forget it! Anyway, the handover is not over, so you can't leave, the federal law is not for show. I think the scenery here is not bad, and you won't get tired of looking at the blue sun for more than a month."

The admiral's face turned blue and white, and he said coldly: "Krasu, you are proud at this time, be careful that one day the boat capsizes, then it will not end well!"

Crassus said with a smile: "I have no advantages as a person, just a little bit of self-knowledge, and I am also accurate. I haven't suffered any setbacks until now, and my position is okay. As for my opponents, how much more At least something happened, and one by one slowly fell down, and I couldn’t see it anymore. But old man, don’t worry, you are not the last one, there are still people behind you! Although there are not many. Oh, Come, get my uniform!"

Two beautiful and beautiful military officers arrived like the wind, and presented a general uniform. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to put it on, buttoned it up one by one, and then wiped the general star on the shoulder strap deliberately. He wiped them one by one, showing off so much that people couldn't bear to look directly at them.

On Crassus's shoulders are four general stars, which are the first-level federal generals. And Morgan has three general stars on his shoulders, which belong to generals, and they are one level behind. This level difference is no small matter. Morgan can command an army of no more than 500,000 people, or an elite army plus an ordinary army. Crassus has the right to command a large army of about one million, or an integrated federal fleet.

When the 7th Marine Corps arrived on planet 4, Chrysler, who was also an admiral, didn't listen to Morgan's command very much. But if it was replaced by Crassus's first-level general, Chrysler would not dare to disobey the command.

The problem is that Crassus's fourth general star is very new, very new, and it has only been installed for less than a month. He got his fourth general star because he was the commander of the N77 theater.

So, after rubbing the star seven or eight times in front of Morgan, it was almost bald.

The old general's face was as heavy as water, but his rank was one level lower at the moment, he couldn't get angry, and he couldn't walk away. He knew very well that the man in front of him seemed to be bold, but in fact he was extremely narrow-minded, he would retaliate, he had no personal morality at all, and he had no sense of shame, bottom line and other words. With this resignation, Morgan's career in the military has come to an end, while Crassus is still rising. For the sake of his descendants and family, the old general had to endure this. After making this guy feel comfortable, maybe the series of follow-up methods will be withdrawn.

However, the Admiral still underestimated the difficulty of Shinobi.

Crassus wiped his general star, then patted the old general on the shoulder, and said: "Calling you an old man is not a derogatory term. Your service years are much older than mine. If you really want to talk about age, I say Maybe you have to call your daughter old aunt. Oh, by the way, she’s not here, it’s okay, I’ll write her a letter later.”

The admiral twitched his cheeks slightly, but remained silent.

Crassus laughed and turned into a smile, and finally said: "Old man, you are good at everything, but the official promotion is a bit slow, and I don't know whether it is lack of strength or bad luck, or both. But having said that , if you are really capable, the relationship between us will not be bad, will it? Those who can beat are enemies, and those who can't beat are brothers, hahaha!"

He finally came to an end and made a gesture to send the general to the office. Morgan originally had his own flagship, but Crassus directly buckled Morgan on his flagship in the name of handover needs, and assigned him an office and a dormitory.

After a while, the general arrived at the temporary office. Standing in the small space of less than 10 square meters, he was already out of breath. Morgan sat directly behind his desk and began handling the handover.

The office is like this, and the dormitory must not be much better. However, Admiral Morgan had expected it a long time ago, if not, it would not be Crassus.

After changing into his military uniform, Crassus sat in his special chair, behind him was a floor-to-ceiling porthole tens of meters away, from which he could fully appreciate the blue sun and the beauty of the universe. His office has an area of ​​800 square meters, and the layout is unique. On the image projected in the center at this moment, there is a scene of old Morgan struggling to work behind the desk.

Crassus smiled slightly, and there was a sound, and the image of old Morgan disappeared. He knocked on the desk again, and the office door slid open silently, and a beautiful female lieutenant colonel entered.

"Go and call Kun, I'll see if he missed his homework."

A moment later, a shuttle boat flew over and leaned against the flagship, and after a while, Kun stood in front of Crassus.

Crassus stood up, walked around Kun several times, and finally reached out and wiped Kun's shoulder straps, even though there was no dust on them. But being brushed by him, the general star became a little unstable.

Kun's face was gloomy and uncertain, as if he was about to run away.

"Hahahaha!" Crassus laughed heartily.

Hearing this trademark laughter, Kun trembled.

Crassus patted Kun's shoulder heavily, and even the epaulettes were a little unstable: "Why do you have such an expression, you don't want to see me? That's fine, or I'll call your little senior sister..."

"Don't!!" Kun wailed.

Crassus frowned and said, "What's your reaction? Your little senior sister is always talking about you when she has nothing to do. How did you become so ungrateful?"

"No, I, I'm just..." Kun calmed down and said, "Don't you handle military affairs? This battle is quite difficult."

With Yikun's personality, he rarely uses the word you.

Crassus smiled and said: "Wars are just a routine, and you will win anyway. It is more important to test your homework now, otherwise I will not be able to pay the job with the teacher. Tell me, what have you got in the past two years?" The achievement of the shot? If there is a feat like the failed assassination last time, remember to talk about it."

Kun knew that Crassus had his own intelligence channels. If he lied and was found out after the fact, the end would be bad.

But the first time he knew Crassus was coming, Kun had already started preparing for this moment. He took a deep breath and said: "In the past two years, my main progress has been my in-depth understanding of macroeconomic operations, and at the same time, my research on industry trends and business operations has also made a qualitative leap. Simply put, my current The research on the capital market is also at the forefront of the entire federation..."

"All right, all right, you can blow it better than me!" Crassus covered his face, unable to listen anymore, "Just tell me, how much money did you earn?"

Kun has some disagreements: "I'm talking about my academic achievements, what does it have to do with making money?"

Crassus snorted, "Didn't you study the economy and the capital market? You can't even make money, so what academic achievements are you talking about! Why, does losing money prove that you have understood your research?"

Kun was at a loss for words for a while, but what Crassus said was right. Academic achievements in this area will eventually be implemented in actual combat. But the performance of the capital market is very simple, black is black, white is white, numbers speak, there is no room for ambiguity. Either earn more than others, or lose less, there is no other reason. Of course, if you can’t do this, you have to think about other excuses, such as investment philosophy, beliefs, obsessions, etc. All in all, it’s not money that’s being lost, but feelings.

Kun reluctantly said the number.

"What?" Crassus didn't hear clearly for a while.

Kun took a deep breath and doubled the volume: "16.5 billion!"

"Ha..." The Ha in the back gradually disappeared, and Crassus could no longer laugh. He stroked his beard, stared at Kun, as if staring at a roasted rabbit, and said slowly, "So you can blow?"

Kun has already opened his account and approached Crassus: "Look, the current market value is 18.1 billion, and the comprehensive cost is 1.5 billion, so the profit is a little over 16.5 billion."

Crassus said: "Having earned so much, is it still not settled?"

"No! I think, no, my research results show that there is still a lot of room for improvement, at least double."

Crassus put away his smile, became more serious, and said: "If you finish now, then the result of this assessment will undoubtedly be excellent, and the teacher will be very happy. Well, it's just a little bit of a job, but since I made money , then this is a trivial matter. But if you don’t finish it, your performance in this assessment will become a waterline. If it falls in the future, you will have to make up the waterline in the next assessment before you can count your results .”

"I understand, but I'm not selling."

"It's a good thing to be so confident. You've passed the test this time." Crassus smiled again, and reached out to wipe Kun's epaulettes, which made the stars shine a lot this time.

"If it's okay, I'll go back."

With a sunny smile, Crassus asked, "Don't you want to add some points? Do you want to test your melee combat? To avoid any embarrassing things like missed assassinations."

Kun was startled suddenly, firmly refused, and then fled without giving Crassus a chance to persuade him.

Seeing Kun's figure slipping away, Crassus shook his head helplessly, opened the files of Phil and Hathaway, and thought about what to talk about later. However, Kun's performance this time was too unexpected. Crassus always felt a little uneasy, so he opened the account information sent by Kun again and looked carefully.

Looking at it, his face changed: "Light years?! Do you think it can go up?! This brat, thinks I'm not your little senior sister, I can't beat you to death, right!"