Him and their stars

"Those who can fight are not the people of the earth, let alone the community. Dad, and uncles and aunts, you should understand the difference. What I'm afraid of is that the community government and the impressive President don't understand the difference. "

As a result, there was a brief pause in the conference room established through the hyperspace communication network.

"Instant meetings with seismic waves are very expensive. The half minute we were silent has already burned a thousand star points." Yani said with a smile.

"Isn't the price set by us..." Feno Berenkeist just muttered in a low voice, probably because he was severely beaten by his daughter.

Then what sounded in the conference channel was the voice of an impressive old man: "Everyone trusts your judgment, Yani. Investing in that young man is one of our established strategies, just like when we invested in Victoria ·Like Li. But, Yani, he is not as stable and controllable as he imagined. Moreover, the Blue Star Community has been a product that everyone has invested half a century of hard work and a lot of resources, so it is not easy to give up."

The person who spoke was the head of the Belmont family, Elmer Belmont, the grandfather of a certain... Claire Belmont, and Amida's unrelated maternal grandfather.

Of course, although there is no blood relationship, the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is still very deep.

This is the truth. Master Aimer's trust in Yani, his unrelated granddaughter, is much higher than that of his direct grandson.

"I agree. Grandpa, sunk costs are indeed an unavoidable topic, and no one dares to be free and easy. However, I think you are worrying too much. The advantage of investing in a country and a nation is that the country is here, even if it is a political system If there is a change, it will not sink at will." Yani let her ankles be submerged by the seawater, and began to put some thought into identifying the composition of the seawater.

"Good, no bugs," she smiled.

"Yani, what did you say?"

"I said, Nephi now doesn't know whether there are bugs or not. Can he still decide on any major directional matters?"

"What a terrible system. The key is that this system was decided by our wise ancestors. This is the law established by our ancestors."

Then, the leaders of the alliance from all walks of life in the meeting, Yani's uncles and aunts, and even the elders of the ancestors, had a very speculative discussion based on whether the republican parliamentary system could still keep up with the times. Many of these discussions and debates could make political scientists all over the world break into cold sweats, but in the end, they were reduced to the level of a kindergarten quarrel.

Yanni smiled and said nothing.

"So, continue to wait? Wait for the war to change?" Grandpa asked.

"Provide any help except help?" Feanor asked.

Yani suddenly laughed out loud: "You can get military assistance, but you have to show sincerity first. You are worried about sunk costs, but I think it is because the connection is too loose."

"Indeed, it is really difficult to distinguish between raising a pet dog and raising a wolf." Feano Berenkeist silently exhaled a plaintive voice:

"Well, this way, that guy Titos doesn't have to get involved in this mess. He can retire early and live a few more years. He is an old friend of mine. He has served the Alliance for nearly twenty years. He shouldn't There is no guarantee of the end of the world. Then, let’s suffer again for the soldiers and civilians of the earth who are resisting the invasion, as well as all the people of all countries who are being harmed by tyranny. Let the current government bear the blame.”

"Poor Marshal Esco, he is actually a quite decent gentleman."

"...Yes, we talked and laughed a few times when we were guests at my manor last time. I could hear that he was still somewhat ambitious."

The real rulers of the alliance went offline one after another, and the only connection left in the conference room was Fenor Berenkeist. Yamida didn't pay attention immediately. She just flicked her wrist and the terminal automatically connected to a secret channel.

Then, she heard the prompt tone given to her by the assisted intelligent AI: "Dr. Dasha is online."

"If you still can't figure it out, you should sacrifice a few engineering lice and programmers. I have heard before that in the early days of the Galactic Age of Discovery, if the engine and navigator were broken but could not be repaired, you could repair the ship. Has Dagong been sacrificed?"

Then, she was very satisfied to hear the panicked voice thousands of light years away in the headset.

"I, we are really doing our best. However, Miss, there are still a few areas in source guidance and sensing that cannot be brought into the formula. I am afraid that an updated algorithm is needed. In addition, the materials currently needed, The laboratory also needs to conduct at least ten more rounds of tests under the most extreme environment! We..."

"Then it's not my problem. Obviously the most difficult energy formula has been completed. Doctor, what's left for you to do, isn't it to build a suitable foundation for this formula?"

As Yamida Berenkeste spoke, she put her hand on her forehead, looked at the other side of the sea, and then waved gently, she saw huge whales in the line between the sea and the sky. The giant beast revealed its figure like a floating island.

Following her movements, the gigantic beast let out a long, high-pitched roar, rolled up the waves, and immediately submerged into the deep sea again.

"Very good, there are really no bugs this way." She murmured to herself with a satisfied smile.

It was difficult for Dr. Dasha to tell whether the "worm" the other party was talking about was him. There was already a tremor in his voice: "Miss, eldest lady..."

"Then change the direction. Doctor, if the electromagnetic force between particles cannot be eliminated, try to stop the particles from vibrating." Yamida said.

As soon as these words came out, there was an obvious silence in her headset. Immediately afterwards, there was obvious joy in Dr. Dasha's voice: "I, I understand. Miss, please give me one to two more years."

"You only have eight months."

"But……"

"You only have eight months." Yamida repeated the same words again, and then stretched out her slender jade feet to part the sand that was whiter than her skin color, and nodded with satisfaction again: "Okay, there are indeed no insects. "

This time, it is difficult for Dr. Dasha to judge the dialectical difference between yourself and the bug. After struggling for a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, eight months is acceptable. I understand what you mean!"

Until this time, he finally showed some gratifying fighting spirit.

"Then I would like to congratulate you in advance on your success. People will not know how good they are unless they are pushed to their limits. Please try to think about it from a positive perspective. If it can really be completed in the first half of next year, Oren The Sellu Grand Prize will be yours, and you will definitely have a place in the history textbooks of future generations."

Any migrant worker with basic judgment will be able to tell that this is a joke, let alone someone with a high IQ like Dr. Dasha.

However, human beings are hopeless creatures. They always have to force themselves to believe in something in order to overcome all the sufferings in life. The top scientists are no exception.

As a result, the alliance's leading physicist and scientific research project planner, as if the spiritual infusion rod had opened up the eight extraordinary meridians, went offline in a majestic manner, and once again entered the 007 liver-exploding mode.

Fenno Berenkeist, who had not left the conference room, then slowly spoke: "Yani... Dr. Dasha is a mediocre astrophysicist and experimental physicist, but he must be The best host of a large-scale research project. We should give him full respect."

"Dad, you really should give him enough respect. As an evil capitalist who colludes with government and businessmen, he is obliged to give outstanding researchers the greatest respect, at least on the surface. Whether it is mysticism or science, The most foreword researchers can always represent the future tense of productivity. Respecting productivity means respecting your class attributes. However, I seem to be different. I am not just a capitalist, but also the best researcher, whether in science or mysticism. , I am proficient in everything. Dad, I am productivity!"

Feano Berenkeist felt his daughter's domineering power and was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to speak. He was stunned for half a minute, and then said quietly: "That's why I said, you shouldn't read strange books casually. It's precisely because you are too smart that you can't read random books!"

"Didn't you also read it? Otherwise, how could you react like this?"

"After all, I am also the honorary president of the university. I have been quarreling with people from the Alliance University Committee recently. Those academics are discussing whether to send "Principles of Theory" to the university library, and they are also talking about opening elective courses and so on. . It’s true, there are indeed many smart people in universities, but if smart people read too many strange books, won’t they become anti-system elements?”

"More anti-system elements are actually a good thing for the alliance. Dad, of course you don't have to understand or agree, but you can only stop it now. When the Rainbow Rose Foundation and the Standard Shipping Association have the final say, I ." Yani pursed her lips and smiled, gently kicked the water splash to the beach in the distance, and said:

"However, regarding the Colossus, we really don't have much time to waste. Dad, no matter whether the community can persist or not, the empire's patience for this kind of bad war will only be one year at most. Only by mastering the Colossus can we master the smallest details. Initiative.”

"So, has the situation become this serious? Except for the previous Miracle Circle, the community has been winning battles during this period."

"That's what I feel is dangerous."

"Speaking of which, President Nishita from the community is giving a speech at the Congress. I heard that the ratings are quite high now."

"I know." Yamida smiled and said, "So, do you want to see it?"

"Uh, of course not." Feinuo said hesitantly: "There's one more thing. Little Taina of the Moen family has probably appeared near the Pearl Coast. Of course, this is just a sky-eye shot from Nephi's orbit. The blurry image we received cannot be completely determined, we..."

Feano Berenkeist's voice suddenly stopped. This was of course not because of a line failure, but because the white-furred fox lady very rudely cut off the communication with her father on the spot.

She stretched, looked sideways at the figure who had been standing beside her for some time, and suddenly showed a headache expression: "This is a bad guest welcoming the door... ah no, it should be a ghost that is still lingering. Feifei .”

"What does it mean to be haunted? I came all the way from Nephi to visit you. Shouldn't I come to entertain me with the central door open, gongs and drums noisy, and colorful flags flying? But you actually uttered evil words. Sure enough, These days, if the eldest lady of the capitalists is reliable, then the slave owners in the empire must be considered gentle and humble." Miss Fina Li said.

"You are wrong. I am not a capitalist. I am capital!"

"...Didn't you just say that you are productive? Why has your style suddenly changed so much?"

"Since when did you start eavesdropping?"

"Just five minutes ago. Besides, I didn't eavesdrop, but listened openly. You're very stupid if you didn't realize it was Yani." Feifei sneered.

She is currently wearing a very light travel sweatshirt, carrying an ordinary travel bag, and wearing a pair of old travel shoes, standing naturally on the cobblestone path at the edge of the beach.

Aside from the fact that most of his face was covered by the hood, he definitely looked like a traveler who had traveled a lot.

However, Yani could clearly feel that there was a tight-fitting power soft armor underneath the other person's travel sweatshirt and jeans that covered his ankles.

Speaking of which, she was dressed like this the last time they teamed up to kill Count Seriola.

So, Yani sighed again and stepped up from the sea: "So, can you tell me, Feifei, are you here to see me? Or are you here to kill me?"

Before she finished speaking, and before she even had time to return to the beach from the warm sea water, the shadow falling on the milky white beach was suddenly elongated, and suddenly extended to Feifei's feet. The shadows surged crazily and turned into murderous intent.

In the blink of an eye, the dark image seemed to solidify and stabbed at the junction of the back of Yani's head and neck.

"Come again?" Yani didn't show the slightest hint of panic, and even sighed angrily. With a slight jump, she broke away from the connection between herself and the shadow. As a result, the shadow that had turned into a physical entity seemed to have lost the power to condense itself, and it fell apart on the spot.

However, before she could settle down, the invisible and formless killing had already struck her. She could not see the sharp flash with her naked eyes, and her senses could hardly detect the movement of the airflow, but the spiritual sense of a psyker, or the precognition ability unique to the Lord of the Time-Eyed Fish, allowed her to sense the crisis in advance.

Yamada Berenkeste could even use a mysterious future vision mode to observe those invisible space slashes, which again continued to attack the back of her head.

Considering the past grievances between the two, it goes without saying that it was aimed at his own brainstem.

"So, I've said it before, can't you be more mature?" She whispered, and the temperature in the air suddenly began to change. Water vapor suddenly rose from the sea, but immediately turned into dense mist.

These seemingly weak water mists seem to be flowing with rhythmic spirituality. Like an invisible whirlpool, all the invisible killings are drawn into it. After a while, they all become invisible at the same time.

Yani sighed and made a scissor gesture to Feifei, who was still standing on the spot: "The second time. This is the second time you want to harm me! You really came to kill me." ?”

"It's not that it's not that, it's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time, so let's have a casual discussion. In the worst case scenario, it's possible to cut off the brain stem and soak it in a petri dish to get it back." Feifei said seriously to her "best friend" He gave a thumbs up: "Yani, you have become more powerful! I am so happy."

"If you pretend to be a senior like this, you will only look particularly childish."

Feifei pretended not to hear and continued: "As long as Yanni becomes more powerful, I can let go!"