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Of course Elliot had heard of it. His head turned:

"Rothschilds!"

Severns rolled his eyes to the sky: "It is true that there was this family, but this family had an accident during the millennium.

If they were still here, they might actually be able to become a noble. "

"Huh? But now there are rumors everywhere on the Internet that the mysterious Rothschild family is the son of gold."

"On the night of the Millennium Carnival, gas bombs were dropped on their manor. It's as simple as that." Sevens shrugged. "Now they are uploaded on the Internet because they are basically dead, and there are not many who survived. assets.

The Golden Sons don't like to appear in public and be talked about by the public, but all the 'conspicuous' things you can feel have something to do with them.

If they start to like playing chess, then in the next week rare resources and luxury materials will be made into chess, and then sold out, people will then start to follow suit, and a week later the chess will start to be out of stock.

After all, you have also seen: the maintenance fee of what he has on him may be enough to support a small and medium-sized enterprise.

With such a fat sheep, who would care about a poor man with no money? "

Millennium Carnival Night took place on January 1, 2000. Berlin held the world's largest millennium party. As a result, it was attacked by a cult and dropped poison gas, causing tens of thousands of direct deaths.

This incident has always been a monumental event within the European Community, and it is often an important point in the Internet debate:

It was precisely because the European barrier system was not fully mature at that time that the poison gas incident occurred.

If a complete monitoring system had been implemented long ago, how could such an incident have happened?

Of course Elliot knew, but it was the first time he knew that one of the Golden Sons family had fallen in this incident.

Severns looked out the window and saw Rayfield Holy Sword Company, which kept keeping distance from the train:

"The Greenham family has a large stake in Rayfield, so the appearance of this car is expected."

"Wait a minute." Elliot had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized something strange from what he just said, "How many golden sons do you mean?

Just the accessories on the instructor's body are enough to support a small and medium-sized company, then"

Severns turned back and said meaningfully: "You have discovered the key point: yes, the entire European Community is under the control of the Golden Sons.

Any one of them, even if he is not a senior member, is wealthy enough to interfere with the operation and strategic direction of a large company. If he wants to do something, he can directly confront a large company.

Because of this, anything they say can become a beacon for the capitalist market in the future.

When they sit together, multinational giants also want to sit down and talk in a friendly manner.

You might even think that the EC only listens to them. "

"But we have always elected members by voting."

"Dude." Severns smiled, a little sarcastically, "You can't even control your own device, how can you ensure that the vote you cast has the same name when it is sent to the voting session?

Elected representatives. Let me tell you, they know who's going to be in power before the election is over and they can use any means to get the people they don't like out of the house. Without their permission, nothing happens -"

"You make it sound like their existence is clear, but you don't mean that."

“When you become an EC political officer, an agent of a special company like Internet surveillance, as long as you work for a period of time, you will always find that the legend is not false, and is even outrageous.

Wasn't the drama about the Rothschild family being captured by the European Community police very popular some time ago?

In fact, in Berlin, even if the Golden Son killed a whole street of children with arrows, as long as he made a phone call, someone would send him and the corpses back to his manor! "

Severns was obviously very excited when he said this, as if what he said was not a metaphor but a fact.

Both Leal and Johnny appeared in Elliot's field of vision at the same time, and they looked up and down at the EC politician.

[Johnny: Why is he so excited? 】

[Lille: I don’t know, it’s really not normal. Normal people who participate in cyber politics only touch themselves when they go to bed at night. People who really do it]

[Johnny: Anyone who really does it has become a cyber ghost like me. Do you think there is something wrong with him? 】

[Lille: There must be a problem. 】

Lear looked at Elliot:

[Lille: But it has nothing to do with us. It’s better to say that the more enthusiastic the better. 】

Before Elliot could respond, Severns calmed down and wiped his face with his hands: "Of course, they usually don't do this kind of thing.

But now you have to understand that in Berlin it’s not like Folkestone or Bruges or Bremen, where anyone you meet could be a big shot like this.”

"Then why are we going to Berlin?" Elliot was suddenly confused. "If there are no people of ours there, what's the point of going there?"

“Don’t forget that nothing is allowed to happen without their permission.”

After saying this, Severns fell silent, silently watching the floating vehicle outside the window getting further and further away.

From other carriages on the train, children and citizens could hear the envy and reverence for the floating car in the sky.

"Mom! It's a floating car!"

"It looks like a big shot. You must study hard in the future. Only when you go to college will you have the opportunity to meet these big shots."

"Oh, if only I had the chance to meet such a noble person, it would be great if I could enter that circle."

"There seems to be some elements in the car that I haven't seen before. Make a note of it."

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As if he heard these sounds, Graham in the car opened the window, smiled kindly at the people in the car, and waved when nothing happened.

Some of the quick ones have already used prosthetic eyes to take photos, and the media may be interested in these photos.

This once again gave Eliot a strong sense of contrast: in Severs's words, these golden sons were the real outlaws. Compared to Burger King, they could not only commit crimes but also get away with it.

On the contrary, he is much loved!

Their every word and deed has attracted attention, and is regarded as a trend by the people, a weathervane by enterprises, and an imperial edict by political officials.

In fact, it is indeed an imperial decree. These golden sons are titled nobles.

Severns lowered his head and began to read the data stored in the storage chip: "By the way, theoretically speaking, the golden son refers to a specific generation. Or you can understand it as the real owner of these noble titles, the patriarch of the family.

For someone like Instructor Greenham, we would rather call him a ‘golden boy’, the son of a golden son.

Maybe he is here to gild, want to continue to promote this movement, or want to take advantage of the trend to develop political resources.

But his joining is also a good thing for us. At least it can now show that the Golden Son allowed this to happen.

We must take advantage of the victory and pursue it. "

Severs' prosthetic eyes shone slightly. It was obvious that although he was not a traditional technocrat, Severs had not given up on serious studies.

His eyes were shining, and he sat on the chair meticulously, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Lille looked at the political officer and touched his chin without saying anything.

[Muramasa: I don’t know if you think the same as me. It seems that this organized plan is more suitable for our plan, not Elliot. 】

[Johnny: I think this kid has some shining points. At least he’s here. 】

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, until someone cheered again for something else.

"It's a whale!"