Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

At the same time, the vast depths of the star sea, the celestial realm, the starry federal capital, Tiandu.

Since the conditional surrender of the Blood Demon kingdom to the Uranus 100 years ago, the integration of the three kingdoms into the high-speed development, and the consequent explosion of the population, the population of the Uranus kingdom alone has grown tenfold, the area of the heavenly city has expanded tens of times, not only has it devoured more than a dozen satellite cities around it, but it has also continued to advance to high altitude, relying on the ultra-high-speed lifting platform made of new materials and the short-range transmission array, to establish a new cosmic port urban area outside the atmosphere, called the "Second Day City”.

Supermassive starships from seven great thousand worlds, countless resource planets, can dock directly in the harbour area, then travel in short distances, instantly appearing on the surface of the heavenly city.

This is a vibrant, bustling city, and a fervent land of progress, with nearly a billion people living in the sky, on the ground and beneath, together providing a powerful beating force to the heart of the Federation!

Southeast of Tiandu City, is a solemn Mu government district, crosses a floral cluster, bird language floral small square, the "Ministry of Equality and Development” building.

In this small square, there is a very famous statue called "The Rainbow's Smile."

Those are seven children, three men and four women, dressed in different or even different shapes, featuring celestial, blood demon, flying star, underworld, crystal, celestial ring, tree sea and seven distinct places, circling around, jumping and playing games with no worries.

Whether it's a little girl of demonic descent, a special seed implanted beneath her superficial skin, an indigenous tree with flowers and grass, or an early teenager from the underworld, dressed in an iron puppet, her face is filled with an equally bright smile.

The statue, the symbol of the "integration of the seven worlds” and the most popular image of the Federation in recent decades, has been found everywhere in the streets and squares of the seven worlds and has even been refined as a highly generalized feature, becoming the emblem of the Federal Ministry for Equality and Development.

However, if you go up the iron grey ladder of the DFID building and get inside the DFID building, you will see another statue in a very different style in the lobby, one that perhaps speaks more about the true function of DFID.

Those are the seven big hands, holding seven different shapes, also with swords with rich local characteristics, crossed and overlapping shapes.

Seven swords, all stained with speckled blood, winding blood and even blending together.

The statue is called The Alliance of the Seven Swords.

“Tap, tap, tap! ”

Smooth speckled marble uploads crisp high heel banging.

As Golden Heart Moon walked past the "Alliance of the Seven Swords” statue, he held onto the dark purple border glasses, hiding the subtle emotion that the statue reflected in the bottom of his eyes.

“Hello, Minister! ”

Often, civil servants greeted her with the perfect smile - the sincere warmth felt in her approachable smile, even by the bottom staff who had just graduated from college and worked in the Department for Development for only two or three years.

A hundred years ago, in the battle to stop the "spore virus outbreak” in the blood demon world, despite everything rushing to the front line of the Golden Heart Moon, it has been a holy glow, compassionate and spotless look.

Centennial light and shade did not seem to leave too many marks on her delicate skin like sheep's jade, but brought a deeper and more intense flair between her deep eyes and raised hands, especially those two just right smile marks, symbolizing her complete evolution from a slightly greener girl to the brightest, brightest and most seductive mature season for women.

As one of the top members of the Federation, she has been accustomed for many years to wearing simple black and white costumes and glasses that do not mean much to practitioners to mask her exhilarating beauty.

Today, she is still a formal black suit that can no longer be formalized. She is covered in a handful of jewellery. In addition to the "Smile Rainbow” brooch shaped by the Department of Development badge on her chest, she hangs on a long jade neck and a string of necklaces pendanted with the nine-star Sheng Long Warfare badge.

This is the same public statement she made to the press a long time ago - "I am married to the Federation of Stars and Glows”.

Her approachable, flawless smile remained in the Minister's dedicated Lifting Platform No. 1, still hadn't faded by half.

Until the door slipped gently, she stepped into the corridor on the 33rd floor of the Department of Development building, and the dark purple border glasses also changed with the light, slowly shaking out a faint bloodstain, she soothed gently, from the crack of laughter, a faint, belonging to the "Snake Scorpion Witch” character.

“Knock, knock, knock! ”

Her lumbar rod suddenly straightened, her chest curled higher, and her steps suddenly accelerated, like a sharp knife, pounding on her target.

“Chairman! ”

“Hello, Chairman! ”

Some scars on the corridor, evil shape, even strong man with strong demonic characteristics, face change, legs together, congratulations salute her.

“Mmm.”

This time, she stopped smiling uselessly one by one, just nodded gently at them and quickly went to her destination.

The 33rd floor of the Department of Development building is the "Logistics and Cleaning Service", the fierce and fierce men and “cleaners” of the Department.

Of course, they have another identity - the employees of the Dark Moon Foundation.

And Golden Moon, the president of the Dark Moon Foundation.

Not everyone is entitled to call her "president”, only in the last few decades have we been born and died together in the four new worlds, the old brothers of the rest of the hundred wars, had such power...

Cleaning room, archives management room.

Golden Moon closes the door from the inside.

Deep inside the thick alloy gates, the "clicking” mechanical rotation and the flashing of more than ten defensive symbol arrays are enough to prove that the archives stacked here are by no means as simple as how much toilet paper the Department of Development used last year.

In the Archives Management Room, there is only one half-old, novel, psychic body, which is manipulated by a ghost who seems to be on the move.

Ghost repair accounts for a large proportion of employees in government departments, especially those involved in the field of combat.

After the unfortunate sacrifice of these veterans, who had travelled through hundreds of wars in the service of their country, they were fortunate not to have their souls scattered and still retained a relatively sober consciousness.

If they do not wish to retire, they tend to remain in the same department and continue to serve in the form of grass-roots civilian work.

The archivist looks extraordinarily old, moving and even turning around very slowly, and the dim glasses sometimes sink into total silence, as if the smoke was going to dissipate in the next second.

“The Dark Moon program has begun. ”

Golden Heart Moon sat down and looked at the archivist with complexity, as though he was full of anticipation, but also a little disturbed. "I've been planning this for 30 years, just to draw a successful conclusion to the Red Tide Project. Don't you have anything to say? ”

The archivist, somewhat dusty, lifted his rusty head from the long-enclosed file, and his cloudy crystalline eyes painstakingly emitted intermittent light, silencing for a long time.

“What a shame. ”

Golden Moon continues to smile, but the smile is unspeakable bitterness and loneliness, as if talking to myself, “I've spent the best 30, 100 years of my life, even risked my entire future, from the Red Tide Project to the Dark Moon Project, finally to the most critical scene, but the two most anticipated audiences, you've been asleep too long to be like this, yet he's still lost in the depths of the stars and seas, and he's nowhere to be found...”

The archivist's old-fashioned vocalizer array sent a "hissing” sound, scrapping the power of the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers, which brought him together in a difficult line of advice: "Don't … turn yourself… into… the second drunk. ”

“Lu is drunk? ”

Golden Moon took off the glasses of the purple crystal thin frame and put them in the palm of the white delicate palm to play with, contemplating, “You know, for decades, I've been replicating the situation of confrontation between the Blood Demon Realm and the Uranus Realm, as a way of thinking about games and relaxation, sometimes even really replacing myself into the perspective of the Patriot Organization, into Lu's drunkenness, thinking about how the situation can be broken to completely eliminate the Demon Nation! ”

“It is difficult, I have to admit, to the extent that the situation faced by Lu Lu is really difficult, and there are very few people on his side, from day to day. ”

“Yet, of all the breakthroughs, he chose the stupidest one: the assassination of the Speaker in the Federal Square and even the deliberate massacre of civilians, crucifying him completely on the shameful pillars of history and never turning his back. ”

“I can't help but wonder what would happen if Lulu didn't do it at the time, didn't do something that completely broke the bottom line, but chose another relatively legitimate means to implement his ideas? ”

“Perhaps he didn't have a chance to lose the battle temporarily at that time, but he could retain most of his energy and continue to flourish and return to life for the next hundred years! ”

“You all say that Lu is a native fairy practitioner of the Federation, but even if he really adores the idea of a fairy practitioner, what can someone, including my master, do about Lu as long as he doesn't do anything that too much to impact federal law and the bottom line of the people? ”

“Ultimately, he was too anxious, but he couldn't help it. At that time, Lu was already an old man with a handful of candles. There were not many days left, he could only fight to death. So what? ”

“But I'm not, don't worry, I'm not the same as Lu. ”

“- Lu got drunk and lost, and I'm gonna win. ”

Starlight Federal Minister for Equality and Development Golden Moon, one of Starlight Federal Supreme Speaker candidates, blindfolded his eyes with a faint red lens, paused, and smiled even brighter, “We, we will win! ”