March 7, 557, New Yuan calendar.
Cruzd Federation, Binglin Province, Xinfeng Town, Zhenxin Old District, Town Management Administrative Center Building.
The sun hanging high in the sky had just poured the last trace of afterglow for the Cruzde land where the ice and snow had just melted, and the whole world seemed to have entered a strange golden scroll at this moment.
The hustle and bustle of war has just come to an end. The "unintentional man" who fell on the newly recovered position of the new head of the town manager Moron was already under the power of Dak's water source magic. With the help of the last bit of cold winter, he was frozen and threw it into a pre-digged pit, and completely turned into a broken existence under the explosives.
The long-lost and short-lived tranquility returned to this human settlement area that seemed forgotten by the times. It looked sacred under a layer of golden shell but was incompatible with this era that belonged to the wasteland.
There are no industrial facilities in the residential area of ​​Xinfeng Town. Most of the newly established industrial areas after Xinyuan are located far away from the town and closer to the northeast corner edge of the ice and snow field.
Almost well preserved, the castles, towers, churches and the ground floor residential sites left over from Charles XII moved, and were surrounded by the dark and distinctive appearance of the golden color. Until the huge orange-red monster that had already appeared in a semicircular shape tried to reduce the last ray of crimson rhythm, the speeding "Kachi" car stopped elegantly at the entrance of the administrative center building and turned off the fire.
A few seconds later, wearing an elegant tuxedo, holding a Putoya gentleman's crutch and a tall top hat, "Fengmin" elegantly walked out of the car under Mirren's service and came to the gate.
This is the entrance to the most important administrative area of ​​the town. In the three years of management, although the "Feng Mine" often travels between here and the north, inquiring about mysterious things, "Pramini" and "Entertainment Evolution Station" in the ice and snow, as long as he returns to Xinfeng Town, he always chooses to live here and enjoy the feeling of a governor assigned to the region to manage affairs within the old empire.
But this time, the role changed dramatically. He no longer came back as the master, but came to participate in the banquet organized by the new chief Moron as a partner guest.
The invitation was also the "future" wearing a thin white dress.
Dake looked back and said that even though the dress on "Future" had been ironed many times, there were still many wrinkles, which were obviously found from the pile of debris that had been covered with for a long time.
However, his harmless and tender face with this outfit would not seem inconsistent or artificial, as long as there was no hint of darkness on his forehead that contained the dark power of darkness.
One black and one white, the two invited leaders of the "Order Society" are like the "yin and yang" that symbolizes everything in Eastern culture, and are even more like the executors of the Khitan religious legends who took the lives of a dying person and introduced them to the place of judgment before reincarnation.
Waited in front of the fence iron gate for fifteen minutes until the sky turned completely dark, the crimson moon replaced the orange-red sunset, and the surrounding gas street lights were turned on one after another, and the "wind mine" and "future" were allowed to enter. They were dressed neatly and fully armed, and even their faces were covered. They were led by security personnel from the capital guards and entered the administrative center building.
Entering the hall on the first floor, the two of them were led down by several soldiers from the capital guards with raw faces, wearing standard dark green military uniforms, and from the appearance and temperament, they were about the same age as the "Feng Mine", but they had handsome silver hair, and their faces were full of twists and deep scars, so that even their facial features were hard to identify.
His name is Betofen Kalovnov, and he claimed to be Moron's old subordinate. He served in the "Far Northeastern Legion". After the "Military Strategy Study" arranged by the Federal Commission and the Strategic Corps, he was sent to the front line of Xinfeng Town to assist Moron.
"Feng Mine" has heard of "military strategy learning". Starting from the old empire Ivan Twenty-second, basically every subsequent emperor would select [warriors] from the local army after ascending the throne, users of magic power with extraordinary abilities, upper-level professions, etc.
Some of them have strong physical abilities, physical strength, endurance and resistance to attacks, like wild beasts, such as Wolfya. They also have super spiritual thinking ability, can see through the weaknesses of individual enemy individuals and army in a very short time, and can skillfully use various standard weapons, and even develop and assemble new equipment by themselves.
What's more, after the spirits condense the magic power, or take the developed magic source potion, refined emblems, or innate symbols related to the power of the gods, they can transform into various religions and legends of devils, sacred things, or have powers beyond cognition and understanding, such as deformation, alienation, giantization, spiritual control, etc.
The original purpose of Ivan XII to create this kind of tradition was to explore and count these individuals who might be threatening the empire, cultivate their identity with the Cruzde state and nation through "military strategic learning", and give them a higher rank after the study or directly transfer them to the capital, turning risk factors into favorable factors.
He believes that as long as the ruler of normal intelligence, he will continue his policies, understand its connotation, and eliminate its inherent instability factors in a peaceful and mutually beneficial way.
Indeed, even after the demise of the old empire, the Cruzde Federation still did not subvert this tradition. It was just that the Federal Council's control over various places was no longer as good as the old empire, and the price that could be offered under limited conditions was often not satisfactory.
After learning that Betofen had just finished his "military strategic learning", the "wind mine" and "future" quickly raised their spirits and strengthened their attention to things around them.
They thought in their hearts whether they could escape successfully if Chief Moron had a sudden idea and regarded the banquet as the "last supper" for both of them.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! However, "Feng Mining" knows that since the "Order Society" announced its cooperation with the Federal Council, their destiny has been completely in the hands of the Chief Executive, the supreme Vasily. The lost organizations scattered around the world can no longer accept them, and if abandoned, they will definitely have no chance to resist.
But "Feng Mining" knows that the technology of human beings, especially the Cruzd Federation, is rapidly returning to the average level of the old empire, reaching internal unification, working together to fully restore human civilization, and eliminating the "lost ones". For the present and future, "New God", "Yinmin" and "Thunder Page" have chosen the latter, and "Feng Mining" has decided to escape.
Since the power system in Xinfeng Town is not as reorganized as that in the big cities under the Federal Commission, even though several diesel generators have been urgently allocated, the overall power supply is still unable to be supplied to the administrative center building close to the tenth floor.
Under Betofen's leadership, "Wind Mine" and "Future" followed the rapidly dim staircase to a narrow and narrow road that exuded a faint, dim glory, leading to the large room on the second floor of the underground banquet.
"Mr. 'Fengmin', 'Future', my superior Molen has instructed him that he loved the Khitanese-style dishes you invited him to taste before, so this time, not only did he personally invite Comrade Igor Constantine, but he also placed many oriental arrangements in this corridor and hall.
"It's a pity that you two came too late. If you had come early, even fifteen minutes, it wouldn't be as dark as it is now." Betophen apologized in a hoarse voice.
"It's okay." Feng Mine said with a smile:
"We were not suitable for the lost and semi-lost people to be born with low 'light' in an environment surrounded by strong light."
"That's good, please go forward." Bettofen stood straight and pointed in the direction.
Not long after entering the corridor, the first "wonderful" oriental element was discovered by "Feng Mine" and "Future", a couplet written in black Cruzder text on a long red strip of paper.
Most of the Cruzed people are not unfamiliar with Eastern culture. "Feng Mine" knows that this may be a good wish for celebrating the Eastern New Year written by the Fire Empire who lived in the capital last month.
However, in the usual sense, couplets will be attached to the door, but these two couplets are attached to the originally white wall that reflects the dim light, one on each side, and there is an indescribable atmosphere of incongruousness.
The lanterns that symbolize traditional power and festive atmosphere, which are depicted with the Oriental Dragon Totem are placed on both sides of the road in a strange posture. The "wind mine" and "future" gradually emit white light and then quickly extinguished when they pass by.
Keep moving forward, the lantern no longer exists, replaced by a lion with a very Khitanese traditional art style, hanging on the corridor ceiling above the forehead, and a large red head spit out a scarlet tongue. As the three of them walked by, the subtle airflow actually swung back and forth, just like the lowly citizens who were hanged in the Second Age.
Forcefully restrained the fear of turning from doubt due to seeing these discord factors in the spiritual realm, "Feng Mine" and "Future" finally walked before a giant gate that was shining three or four meters high by red light.
"We're here, this is the entrance to the hall." Bettofen said, pulling down a pull rod controlling the electrical lights on his right.
Suddenly, the incandescent light finally briefly covered the limited area at the end of the corridor, and also eliminated the disharmonious feeling here.
Chapter completed!