This may be the most luxurious banquet in Zishi Manor ever.
It has a history of thousands of years, with the largest and magnificent building complex in Hades' upper nest, and even an independent climate and environmental system and the strictest security system.
Just recently, gentlemen, celebrities and upper classes in the entire Cun Capital gathered here, including the officers of the local guards, and even the Mechanical Cult sent two Mechanical Priests.
However, the real guests have not arrived yet.
Such a grand banquet could not be held in ordinary places in the nests, because those areas did not have enough gravity to be comfortable and did not conform to the owner's identity.
Sir Florent Webb, the most famous noble in Hades's Nest, is famous for taking both black and white. He is also the Speaker of the Nest City Council, which is recommended by everyone. Although the Chief Executive of Hades's Nest City was appointed by the Governor of the Planet, his actual power is in the Nest City Council.
Therefore, this jazz is the real controller of the Nest Capital.
Arriving at the destination soon, Arric paced back and forth in the cabin. Although the frequency was not fast, the sound of his boots hitting the floor was dull as if the entire transport plane was shaking.
This plan cannot be failed.
He thought anxiously, his feet were getting heavier and heavier.
"Why are you so anxious, sir?"
His assistant, Jon Abbott, an intern political commissar who had just graduated from Zhongsi Academy for one year, was already standing in the cabin.
"If it fails, then Hades' Nest will lose its last hope."
"Sir, you have done what you can do, and everything will eventually follow the emperor's will."
Although he was still anxious, Arrek stopped walking.
"Haha, you little devil, you are pretending to be a priest."
The intern political commissar smiled and handed over a data board.
"Well, sir, those people have arrived at the scheduled position. Everything goes well, and they are indeed not blocked."
After looking at the data board of Arrek carefully twice, his brows gradually stretched out.
"Okay, OK, there should be no problem with the next plan."
Suddenly, a tremor came from his feet, followed by a shaking, and Arric understood that he had reached the place.
"Let's go."
Taking a deep breath, he took off his large-brimmed hat from the wall, looked at the eagle emblem on it, then put it on his head and walked towards the gradually descending ramp with his deputy.
The large hall of Zishi Manor is thousands of square meters. Just from the exquisite decoration on the wall, it can be seen that the owner is very attentive to this.
There is also a name here, known as the "Golden Court", which is equipped with the most advanced air conversion system and purification system of Mechanical Education, which can produce air in almost pure natural forests, and can also be adjusted to marine air or plateau air at any time.
It is rarely used here on weekdays, and it will only be opened when entertaining very, very honorable guests.
And this time, this is the guest who came.
"The alien invasion is imminent, and the political commissar Arik shoulders the responsibility of encircling the Chaohu City with his own strength. We have no choice but to prepare a little wine and bless the political commissar. I hope the political commissar can win the championship and attack the alien and protect my home!"
Sir Florent Webb was a thin and capable middle-aged man wearing a decent dress, his two beards and big back were combed with greasy shinyness, showing his noble temperament in every move.
No one would have thought that this seemingly gentle nobleman would be the biggest mastermind behind the underground world of Hades' Nest.
The hall was already full of people, men and women wearing various dresses, some of whom were nobles, some were factory owners, and administrative bureaucrats.
But without exception, the tension before the war was not visible from their faces.
This is also easy to understand. No matter what the nest ends up, they spire residents can escape using their own private aircraft.
Despair and death, most of the time, belong only to the residents under the spire.
Of course, this does not mean that they have no losses, after all, most of their property is in the nest capital.
Looking at these high-ranking people with smiles, Arik standing on the presiding table like stars holding the moon, then picked up a goblet from the silver plate in the hand of the servant on the side with a smile.
"Okay, thanks to Sir Webb's love, then I'll have a drink for the pain of the alien."
“Yes, yes, cheers.”
Sir Webb, with a sincere smile, raised his wine glass immediately, and everyone agreed.
After drinking a cup, it is the most precious adult wine, and its value is enough to allow the lower-class nesters to live for several years.
Arrek put down his cup and whispered:
"I am driving the responsibilities given by the Holy Emperor to defend this place and not be disturbed by aliens. I also need all your efforts to help you."
"That's certain."
Sir Webb took over the conversation.
"Haddes' Nest is also our home, and it is our duty to contribute to the defense."
Yarik did not respond, but just took a step forward and whispered:
"Everyone, the aliens are coming in full force, and it is not a problem that can be solved in the short term. In the future, we may face a cruel and difficult siege battle, and there are only two keys to deciding to defeat the siege, morale and food."
Arrek raised two fingers.
"Moretti, we must share the same hatred of the enemy, treat everyone equally, let go of the gap in our ranks and positions, and be determined to defend the city."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became much colder.
But Arric still said on his own.
"As for food, after Chaodu is surrounded, foreign aid will inevitably be cut off. Now Chaodu's official inventory may be enough to support it for a period of time, but if the siege lasts for more than half a year, the soldiers will probably have to go hungry to fight."
Arrek turned to look at Sir Webb.
"I guess you don't want to see this kind of scene, right?"
"certainly."
Sir Webb's face still had a calm smile.
"Just say anything that the political commissar needs to be said directly."
"Okay, I'll say it clearly. Today, for the subsequent city-defending plan, Chaodu's private food inventory and food processing factory must be uniformly dispatched and allocated. I hope you can help you."
This sentence immediately ignited the entire hall, and those people were either panicked, worried, or indignant.
"Is he crazy?"
"This is a robbery!"
"You must report to the Governor! Just fight now!"
Arrek had already expected this to be the case, so he sighed and then raised his voice tone.
"I promise that these factories and stocks will be returned to you intact in the future, and the empires with losses will also provide compensation. You have to think clearly that if the nest is not guaranteed, the wealth, factories, and servants in your hands will not be guaranteed, right? In the end, Isn't it still cheaper to green skin?"
In fact, he can also use violence to forcibly collect it. This is his power as a wartime commander and political commissar, but that is also the last resort. Once this is the case, it means he will turn against the entire Shangchao, and he will have no way out.
At this time, Sir Webb, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.
"What the political commissar said is."
The smile on his face never seemed to have changed.
"Recently, General Ares Jacque, the newly appointed commander of the Governor, is about to take office. Why not wait until he arrives and negotiate to resolve the matter?"
For a moment, Arric hesitated.
He really didn't know about this news, nor did he know whether the other party was slandering him or whether there was really internal news.
Chapter completed!