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Zhao Guangli was noncommittal about Ayn Rand's words.

These words seemed to be testing myself.

No one in reality knows what happens in deep dreams.

Zhao Guangli currently has control over the dream, so it is better not to communicate with the kingdom's senior officials for the time being. After all... his relationship with Dream Walker is somewhat unclear.

The mists buried in history still need to be solved by ourselves.

Ayn Rand did not pause for too long on this issue. It should be said that she did not even pause for too long on the issue of the Sons of Light destroying all of her own families.

The Sky Drive Alliance loses its own combat power, which is what the kingdom is most happy to see, and besides, it is one of the stars in the alliance.

At this moment, Ayn Rand raised his head.

"Vesalius, Zhao Guangli, sit down."

The queen's voice was extremely serious.

The kingdom's super warrior usually looks lazy, but once such a voice appears, it shows that what the queen is about to say is extremely serious.

Even pseudo-gods like Baron and Zhao Guangli are like good babies.

"Before, the kingdom's spies searched the entire Tiandong Alliance, but no trace of Jidu Tianming was found. He has been hiding in the dark side of mankind, and no one knows where he has gone."

"The legendary Son of Destiny is a being destined to save mankind."

When An Rand said this, he glanced at Zhao Guangli slightly.

During the Battle of Songyuan, the Emperor's Capital, the Kingdom also knew about Zhao Guangli.

The man in front of him also possesses the power of destiny. During his confrontation with God, he had a conversation with Jidu's destiny.

"So, the outer realm mentioned before is...?"

Zhao Guangli asked softly.

The baron turned his head sideways, equally interested.

"[Eternal Death] [Deep Space Universe], that is, the sub-hell area [Universe]."

"Jidu Tianming went to outer space and returned not long ago. He has reached some kind of agreement with the top brass of the military department to fully compete for the position of the Alliance Council Chairman."

"Once he succeeds, it will lead to one thing."

Ayn Rand's tone was somewhat low.

Zhao Guangli's eyes narrowed.

"The Jidu family is the first noble of the Tianqi Alliance. It is not a ten-seat family, but it is superior to the ten-seat family."

"After becoming the Speaker, he can also mobilize the resources of his own alliance parliament and use public facilities such as the Nine Schools, Black Prison, Night Watch, and City Defense Force."

Ayn Rand paused for a moment: "The most important thing is that the military, which originally had huge conflicts with the nobles and was incompatible with each other, this time is on the side of Jidu's destiny."

The military is currently the most terrifying force in the human world.

The terrifying Wings of Freedom pushing across the Calamity Zone.

The military should keep a distance from the nobles, but it is different now.

Once Jidu Tianming becomes the Speaker of the Alliance, the nobles, parliament, and military will all stand on the side of Jidu Tianming, and no one can restrain this son of destiny.

"The 21-year-old Speaker of the Alliance, the man who saves mankind... has reached the highest level of the Sky Drive Alliance."

The baron raised his head slightly and looked at Zhao Guangli.

"The count seems very calm."

Zhao Guangli did not answer, but thought back to the man he met in the Emperor's Capital.

With McGillis' body, the most impressive thing is the pair of noble purple eyes.

That is completely different from ordinary humans, a true emperor-like existence.

"Maybe this is destiny."

Zhao Guangli smiled.

"Queen, what is the time in the outside world now?"

Ayn Rand said: "October of the 415th year of the Tianqi calendar."

Sure enough, what I told Cachomar was true. I left the kingdom in October of the fourteenth year and entered Night Town. Now I have returned from the deep dreamland, and exactly one year has passed in the real world.

Zhao Guangli lowered his head slightly and thought.

The election of the Speaker of the Alliance is generally held every four years, and the election process is long and complicated, starting in February of that year and lasting until the end of June.

By June, the general election of the entire alliance has basically been settled, and the final candidate will be determined at the final inauguration ceremony.

Prior to this, the current Union Speaker Antoshkin had been re-elected for three terms.

This northerner, who was first known for his tough style, later became a middleman that both the nobles and the military reluctantly recognized.

Zhao Guangli frowned slightly.

This time, it's difficult to handle.

If his opponent Jidu Tianming succeeds this time, it will basically be equivalent to being ahead by an endless margin.

Let’s not talk about the nobility and the military, but just talk about the Alliance Parliament. Its power cannot be underestimated.

There are many top warriors in the night watchman and city defense army, and the Ninth School is a paradise for scholars and monsters.

Seeing Zhao Guangli's frown, Ayn Rand also laughed: "Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that our little earl would also have an anxious day. It's really interesting, it's really interesting."

The Baron was very happy to see Zhao Guangli unhappy, and he felt very happy.

"Smile, count."

Sure enough, after obtaining various resources and becoming the winner in the deep dream, the news I heard was worse than the last.

"Misfortune is reincarnated and steals destiny."

Ayn Rand continued with a smile: "I don't know if you have heard this sentence."

"Today's Tianming of Jidu is like a raging fire cooking oil. He is the one who stands at the top. He has countless supporters. The young people of the Tiandong Alliance regard him as their idol... Of course, there are also discordant voices."

"Some people say that this destiny's identity is completely fake."

"What's more, it is said that the true identity of Jidu's destiny is other species from the dark restricted area... At least that's what I think, because I don't really believe that a noble can save mankind."

Ayn Rand's voice is neither loud nor soft, and sounds particularly gentle.

"The legend of the Son of Destiny was passed down from the world before the historical fault, but it does not necessarily refer to the Destiny of Jidu."

"Compared to that capital, I believe that the earl of our kingdom is the real son of destiny."

Zhao Guangli nodded lightly, not caring about such words.

Now that the fallen kingdom is one of his supports and trump cards, the Duke and Queen will never stand on the side of Jidu's destiny, they can only stand on their own side.

The Queen should also know this.

"Queen, tell me what you have to say."

Zhao Guangli said calmly.

Ayn Rand had a smile on his face.

"He is indeed the earl. He is really smart."

"There is a task that requires a responsible person to do it."

Zhao Guangli's heart moved.

"You should have heard about the destiny of Jidu just now. Once Jidu takes control of the alliance, I am afraid that it will immediately gather forces to launch an attack on external forces. This is the highest possibility given by our adviser group."

"After all, the ambitions of the military department are now obvious, and the fact that he and Jidu hit it off immediately means that Jidu's destiny is also the same."

"So, we need foreign aid."

Ayn Rand said: "We need someone with enough weight to find foreign aid and achieve political cooperation."

Zhao Guangli's heart moved, and he already understood what Ayn Rand meant.

"The kingdom is located in the southern part of the alliance. If you want foreign aid, you must..."

Zhao Guangli said calmly.

"The extremely cold place [Northern Union]."

"You can take a steel battleship at the Kingdom's only port [Moby Dick Port] and cross the endless sea. You may even walk through the sub-hell area [Abyss] that only appears in ancient legends to reach across the border."