The person who followed him also stayed in the hotel. Cassia opened his perception during rest and completely locked his movements to deal with emergencies. At the same time, taking advantage of the rare buffering time, Cassia tried to recall the contents of the book, as if she directly called out the autobiography in her head and read it several times again. She tried to extract the image in the book more perfectly and find the common points with her, better and more natural integration.

But the problem at present is that the inhibitor tube and solid red mercury have no chance to get it back. Fortunately, even in a high-standard restaurant, Cassia believes that the staff there will not frequently check the ventilation ducts. The characteristics of the inhibitor tube and solid red mercury also make it take a long time for them to fail after leaving the surgeon's body. So they are worried that they will end here, Cassia needs to pay attention to the only way to turn on the repulsion reaction at will.

The next day, Cassia got up early, left the hotel at one o'clock after seven o'clock, and went for a walk on the street. It looked like an ordinary person's morning exercise. Cassia went around a big circle with the hotel as the center, bought a few different newspapers in the middle, and chose a breakfast shop at will, while eating, while reading the newspaper.

The pages are all about internal wars. Recently, they have become an active period for critics, analysts, or observers who have cooperative relationships with newspapers and magazines. In order to attract attention, each newspaper has chosen different directions to express its opinions.

Among them, there is no one who can see the direction of internal war. Perhaps it is because of the existence of surgery. This kind of war involving the state level is mostly not related to ordinary people. Cassia also feels that people in small countries should actually get used to it, and get used to this frequent alternation of regimes.

Some people also wrote in the newspaper - they knew that everyone existed in the cracks between three large countries, so why did wars occur frequently?, The general meaning was to call on small countries to form alliances and carry out equal exchanges in trade and technology.

In Cassia's opinion, this article seemed to be due to the layout problem, and there was a blank space in the newspaper that needed to be filled, so it was put on.

Is this possible? Cassia occasionally thinks about it when she eats breakfast. Maybe there is, but in his perception, the conditions required are too harsh, and it is not necessary to say that the possibility of realization is infinitely close to zero.

As the default buffer zone between the three giant countries, if any of the hands reach out too deep, they will be hit by the other two parties. The buffer zone suddenly wants to be independent and get rid of such a fate. Not to mention whether the opinions of a group of small countries will be unified, even if they can move in the same direction, Cassia finds it difficult. After doing this, they still need to face the military forces of the three giant countries, one of which can eliminate them without any obstacles, so let alone three.

The only opportunity is probably when the Red Star comes, when the three giant countries are in war and cannot take into account these countries. This is the only time period that can be imagined at present. But this is just a time period where there will be opportunities to capture. No one is committed to such a thing, so they can only be imagined forever.

It is undeniable that the small countries in the cracks are indeed a huge force. If they can unite and have smart command and rule, and resist any of the four forces of the empire, Cassia would not suspect that they have this power.

I thought that after the weapons production factory had completely gained a foothold, Waters and the others began to go deep into the power departments of some countries. The impact of the empire model on Cassia was invisible, and the huge population base was terrible productivity, and infinite possibilities could be born in these quantities. But I have always imagined that Cassia did not know what aspects he should start from if he wanted to do this. So at present, he looked at the problem in the simplest direction.

Money and necessary power. These two points can become the cornerstone and become a necessary condition for future development.

At 8:30, Cassia returned to the hotel. The sound waves detected the room first. When she left, she made some small moves on the door and went to the hotel front desk to remind the staff not to clean it. There were signs of being opened, but nothing inside the room had changed. Maybe she just went in and looked at it and left. There was nothing inside to investigate.

Just looking at the newspapers and magazines he brought back in the room, Cassia pretended to take out paper and pen to record the weapons and equipment transaction records that he thought were sold. After a while in the afternoon, he went to the restaurant yesterday in advance.

The woman with surname Taville was already sitting in the restaurant, and she was still the same table next to the window yesterday. She only ordered a glass of juice, and looked out the window with her hands on her head. She was thinking about something, the curve of the corners of her mouth was large or small. She changed into a dress and had a long skirt, and her style was completely different. But for Taville, the woman, Taville, it still looked suitable and perfect, just like the designer of the clothes designed it specifically with her as a template.

The few people around him did not follow today. The person who had been following Casia also turned around and left when he approached the restaurant, and soon disappeared within the limit of sound wave detection.

After breathing a few breaths, Cassia calmed down before she smiled and entered the restaurant.

Why is it called "Red Mang", Edmila Acaino has long forgotten.

"It seems that it has nothing to do with me. It's just that the first leader of the organization called himself "original color". For the sake of commemoration, the name of the decentralization was later brought with it."

Edmira likes to quietly think about these simple but unaffected issues when alone. A cart drove over from the end of the street and slowly stopped beside her. The reaction was slowed down by half a beat. After a moment of silence, the shadow of the cart appeared in Edmira's eyes.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! When you get into the back of the car, the driver is a middle-aged man, wearing common local driving business and wearing sunglasses to prevent the sunlight in the afternoon from affecting your vision.

"Hello, dear passenger, where are you going?"

"Just go around." Edmira's expression returned to seriousness, "There is no need to be formal like this."

"It's all rats from the underground waterway. Once discovered, many people want to catch us and interrogate us to death." The man replied, skillfully turning the steering wheel on the main road with both hands, and sneaking into the traffic. "Now, the Empire has just dispatched people. Soon, the other two will have to come. It's not bad to practice it in advance."

"Who revealed the news? Do you have any clues? It must be that your own people are right, but it's very troubled if you don't know who it is," the man dragged his voice and honked the horn at the slow-speed car in front of him. "Now, research is intermittent due to raw materials, and the supply forces are looking for various reasons to improve exchange conditions. Sometimes I think that if they were not the forces in those countries, that attitude would have been destroyed many times."

"Don't say anything that cannot be changed. It's rare for us to meet once. Isn't it good to say something happy?"

"Of course, but now it's all annoying. If you lose these years, your research will be forced to be cut off in the war. It's said that you want to make a huge lamp to light up the darkness that shrouded in this small country. It's been a hundred or two years since you've even painted the design of the lamp. It's really annoying, Miss Edmira."

"Aren't we here to talk about the cleaning up of a few of our men?"

"Often no one talks with me, let me say a few more words, the beautiful lady Akaino." The man showed his sincerity, "According to unreliable news, it seems that a priest from the Holy Emperor Hall has come here on the other side of the empire."

"Oh, you seem to have a good news."
Chapter completed!