Li Xiubai was silent. After staring at Montreal for a long time, he suddenly smiled and turned to look into the distance.
"Do you know how to get off this planet?"
"I know that there is no interstellar airport in the Nansha world. The only way to leave, except for the major ancient races, is through the Federation.
However, today, all the ancient races have already left this planet, and the only way is the Federation."
Montreal is aware of this matter and also knows what Li Xiubai is worried about.
"Mr. Kuroshio, don't worry. For the sake of... Teacher Wendell, the Federation should allow me to use their spaceship."
"I used to."
Li Xiubai shook his head, looked at Wendel's tombstone, and said slowly: "It's different now, it's wartime, and you are the Guardian's diplomat.
Even if Soska takes into account his personal relationship with Senior Wendell, he will not help you. After all, the Federation is not his alone, he is just the head of state with the greatest power in the Federation."
Upon hearing this, Montreal was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
These words apply not only to the Federation, but also to the Revolutionary Army.
Before the war between the Revolutionary Army and the Federation began, the Guardians and both sides were in a honeymoon period, and both sides could agree to any request as long as it was not excessive.
Once the bottom line is exceeded, neither Soska nor Gukui will agree.
Because they are the leader of a force and are not the masters who control all members of the force, they must also take into account the thoughts of other people in the force.
But now, after the war between the two sides, this bottom line has been raised a lot. Don't you see that both sides have withdrawn their material support for the guardians?
There is another point that Li Xiubai did not say explicitly.
That is, if Montreal goes to the Federation to ask for help and the Federation agrees, then the Guardian's position... may be forced to surrender to the Federation by various means!
Once it reaches this point, the popularity that the Guardian has finally built up will collapse in an instant.
Moreover, with the life and death of the leaders of the Revolutionary Army Gu Kui and Osman unknown, the Revolutionary Army is also likely to turn against the Guardians.
Li Xiubai didn't explain it, just to avoid letting himself know about it.
but...
Montreal looked at the silent Li Xiubai and smiled slightly, Mr. Kuroshio, you still underestimate me.
I have grown as much as anyone else, and my political vision is no longer so short-sighted.
"Mr. Kuroshio, if this approach will embarrass the guardian, then... I don't have to leave."
"you...!"
Li Xiubai looked at Montreal in surprise, feeling suddenly in a trance for some reason.
This boy who once looked fearful on the battlefield and questioned his commander's orders.
This soldier who sacrificed his life to persuade 100,000 civilians to surrender in the Battle of Poker.
Has... truly grown into a diplomat with enough political vision and trust...
Looking at Montreal, Li Xiubai suddenly reflected on himself.
Whether it was Montreal, Fat Scorpion, Karl or others, he always felt that they were not mature enough and tried desperately to protect them under his wings.
But this approach...is it really the right thing to do?
"I... also know another way to leave this planet! And you also gave me a new idea."
Li Xiubai said, telling Montreal about the things about Shengao's mission that he had previously hidden from everyone.
"Shengao actually..."
Montreal's pupils shrank and he did not say any more, but instead said: "Mr. Kuroshio, in this case, the aircraft must come back to pick up Shengao.
If I remember correctly, these aircraft left by ancient races don’t have much fuel, right?
Besides, we guardians don’t have anyone who knows how to drive an interstellar navigation vehicle?”
"Don't worry about these things. You can go back first! I will notify you to leave when you are ready."
Li Xiubai smiled and didn't explain much.
"That's...okay!"
Montreal hesitated for a moment and asked no more questions.
The two stayed in front of Wendell's grave for a while, and then returned to the Guardian base together.
Montreal went home to rest, while Li Xiubai went to the office area alone.
He hasn't slept for a long time. Of course, he hasn't slept much since he came to this world.
However, in the past, it was because of the strong physical body that no longer needed sleep to rest.
Now I am simply too busy to sleep. It is impossible to say that I am not tired.
After establishing the Guardian, Li Xiubai's spirit was tense almost all the time, and he was already exhausted.
But... everyone can rest, but he can't!
Similar to him, there is Boqueville.
When Li Xiubai walked into the office building, there was only one office with lights on in the whole building, and that was Bokwell's office.
Among the entire Guardians, in terms of pressure, Li Xiubai is definitely the most stressed.
But in terms of busyness, Bockville dares to be ranked second, and no one dares to be ranked first.
To be honest, Li Xiubai has always been worried about Bockville's health.
He is not good at martial arts in the first place, but he is still so busy, and it is really easy for his body to have problems.
It's a pity that this guy Bockville has a temper similar to that of Li Xiubai, and they both don't listen to advice.
We can only take time to let Xiaopi return to the base and use the power of life to nourish his body.
"well..."
Li Xiubai stood at the door of Boqueville's office for a long time. Finally, he sighed and turned around and headed to his office.
Montreal is right, the fuel of the Hutton's aircraft is indeed not very sufficient, let alone heading to the center of the z-9783 universe where the cosmic court is located, it can stop in a certain star field if it fights to the death.
Li Xiubai's original idea was to find a way to develop alternative fuel for aircraft in the coming time.
But now it seems that the environment in the Nansha world... may be difficult to provide a good scientific research environment for this group of scientists.
"Silver Wing, a Hutton aircraft, how much does it cost for fuel?"
Li Xiubai walked into the office and opened a holographic record file with a wave of his hand.
"The Hutton aircraft is a third-generation interstellar navigation vehicle. It is a very ancient navigation vehicle. It is suitable for..."
"etc."
The more Li Xiubai listened, the more uncomfortable he became, so he quickly interrupted Yinyi: "What generation are the current interstellar navigation vehicles in?"
"If we go by the average level of the Divine Star Realm, it is already the fifty-third generation."
"What the hell?!"
Li Xiubai shouted in confusion.
Damn...
After being short of fifty generations of products, I actually wanted Shengao and the others to drive them to other star fields...
"Master, you don't have to worry. Interstellar navigation vehicles have been capable of traveling across galaxies since the first generation, and there are no safety risks.
The innovations of each generation are mainly in terms of energy, reactors and armament. Although the third generation is old, it is not much different from the fifty-third generation."