Chapter 726 Chariot Tracks

"That is to say, Orles and Tilan are still alive."

In the empty hall, a blonde woman sat on a straight throne, listening to the report of the staff in front of her. Behind her was a golden mural about 100 meters high, in which a beautiful sun was outlined with gilded silk threads, which was solemn and sacred.

"Yes, Your Majesty Blanche." The person who reported replied respectfully.

"It's a good thing that they are alive."

Blanche today is very different from her past image. She is wearing a long dress with white gauze and gold thread. There is a kind of scorching sun mark between her eyebrows. There are also golden branches and veins on her arms, in which the faint light flows, symbolizing the huge gap between her and ordinary people.

It has been six years since the conflict and civil war between the western and central parts of the Federation. Although the western star region is still under the Federation, it is actually a country within a country with a clear border line. There are restrictions and inspections on entering and leaving other areas of the Federation, and trade items are similar to imports and exports.

After the war, the federal central government made compensatory compensation to governments at all levels in the Western Star Region, and exempted the licensing fees for the use of major patents in the Western Star Region for the next 50 years. The losses of giant companies with patents were offset by federal tax exemptions.

Fifty years can change a lot of things, especially with the current situation of the Federation, whether there can be fifty years of stability is uncertain.

After finishing the questioning, Blanche asked the people in front of her to withdraw, and then the hall returned to silence again.

In the past six years, thanks to the efficient governance of the new government and the fair and clear business environment, the economy of the Western Star Region has developed rapidly, and the living conditions of residents in various regions have been improved to varying degrees, which can be described as thriving. These achievements have made Blanche's position in the Western Star Region more stable, the 27 star regions in the star region have united as one, and many people have rekindled hope and actively engaged in various industries.

In the eyes of many people, this will be the beginning of a glorious era, everything is moving forward steadily, and a bright future is also beckoning.

But the upper echelons of the Western Star Region knew that Lady Blanche was not so happy, or rather, she had a faint sense of sadness for parting. This was not an illusion, but the emotions of the singer herself would unconsciously affect the people around her, especially the more powerful the singer was, the deeper the influence would be.

For this reason, in the past two years, Blanche has gradually reduced the frequency of appearing in the public eye, and more often just listened to everyone's reports and discussions, and occasionally made decisions.

A glorious era, but unfortunately, I don't have much time left.

Blanche raised her wrist slightly, looking at the faint golden veins on the skin under her wrist, her eyes slightly closed and then opened, a golden seed sprouted out of thin air on the ground in front of her, and then grew, and then grew into a small branch one meter high, and one of the branches bloomed a delicate flower, and then produced a pale golden fruit, until finally, the golden apple fell and was held in Blanche's hand.

As a singer followed by trillions of people, she is now vaguely similar to a god, with powers and strength that ordinary people can hardly imagine. She can descend on any planet in the Western Star Region with her thoughts, peek at the local people and things, and easily mobilize countless troops to rectify any gray corners in the Western Star Region that are not exposed to the light. As long as she sits on the throne, there are no secrets in the entire Western Star Region, and various laws and policies can be promoted with the highest efficiency.

The Federation with a Sunday-level singer sitting in the Federation and the Federation without a singer sitting in the Federation are completely different forms. The former can plow the entire galaxy step by step and create the sixth era under an extremely disadvantaged start, while the latter can only watch the huge galactic civilization slowly stagnate and degenerate.

Managing such a huge territory and population is an extremely difficult task. It requires not only a wise and powerful leader, reliable and loyal executors at all levels, but also educated citizens with basic qualities, fair judicial institutions, etc. Generally speaking, if one of them is done well, it is a good example in history, and when the country becomes larger and larger, the requirements will only increase.

The "Original Heart" faction in the twilight era foresaw this result, believing that any system and policy will eventually have a limit, and this limit will come soon and cannot be solved. The exponentially increasing population will sooner or later burst this framework.

Entering the Star Sea era, the first thing to solve is how to make trillions, tens of trillions, hundreds of trillions, and hundreds of trillions of citizens have a unified recognition and sense of belonging, especially across thousands of light years, tens of thousands of light years, and people who have not seen each other for almost hundreds of years, so that they have a common thinking and ideas.

In the early days of the Federation, the population of the entire country was only tens of billions. In a thousand years, the population of the Federation actually expanded nearly a hundred times. This was the result of the stagnation of the population due to the war and economic decline in the middle. If the initial development trend is followed, the current Federation should have hundreds of trillions of people to be reasonable.

With the expansion of population, it will bring rapid economic development in the early stage, but soon the imbalance of economic development will bring about a huge gap between the rich and the poor, and finally lead to internal cognitive dissonance.

Although nominally all are citizens of the Federation, the rich and the poor may live completely different lives like two parallel lines that never intersect, and once gene editing technology is opened up, the rich will become even better, until finally the two groups become different races with reproductive isolation.

There are many visionary leaders and singers among the top leaders of the Federation in the past. They can sense this slowly coming crisis, but they want to solve the extremely complicated and intricate problems spread across hundreds of star fields and trillions of different groups. Various interest groups, any ideal Everyone will feel desperate pressure. This is not a problem that mortals can solve. They can only keep delaying and struggling to maintain it. It was not until the emergence of the second generation color-level singer Emuraline that they relied on the civil war to clear the past Federation. , re-enter the battle lightly and glow with new vitality.

However, four hundred years have passed since the era of Emuraline, and everything seems to be coming back again. The problems of the past are still sprouting. The gap between the rich and the poor is widening, and the imbalance within civilization has caused various social problems. Citizens Their trust in the Federation has also continued to decline, ultimately leading to the current split.

Yes, the actions of the Western Sector have shaken the foundation of the Federation Central Committee, but in subsequent negotiations, other star regions in various regions also played a role in fueling the flames. Why are the regional governors and local group forces in various regions unwilling to continue? Supporting the decision and rule of the Central Council, everyone is probably dissatisfied with the current situation.

Many people believe that the Central Council's financial extraction and resource absorption have caused their own poverty, and many people in the Federal Central Star Region believe that excessive and unnecessary support and aid expenditures make the Central Star Region's tax revenue useless. Instead of focusing on its own citizens, it was thrown into the unfilled holes outside, raising a group of lazy people who only knew how to live on handouts.

In the end, they broke up and everyone went their separate ways.

As six years have passed, things have not gotten better as everyone thought. Except for the new government in the western sector, the new policies and the strong promotion of the singer have greatly improved, the other sectors have experienced economic decline and trade protection. The rise of socialism has caused the bankruptcy of many cross-star companies, and many originally stable industries have been forced to readjust their plans. Market fragmentation and political instability have caused the investment willingness of all parties to continue to decline.

At this time, even if someone wants to return to the situation as in the past, it is no longer feasible. The current mainstream public opinion is that what has been done in the past is not thorough enough, and complete reforms are needed to break the inherent constraints before we can usher in new vitality.

Also in the past few years, various emerging and ancient ideological trends and doctrines have become active and popular again, and have openly appeared on many platforms and forums, discussed openly and covertly. Some local star regions have also had an ambiguous attitude towards these ideological trends and speeches, and have not completely suppressed and cleaned them up. , but let it develop. Perhaps many authorities are also wandering around, looking for possible ways out.

"The turbulent years..." Blanche slowly closed her eyes and whispered these words.

Her life has entered a countdown, and there are still more than three years left, so it is necessary to start making funeral arrangements.

In the past few years, the Western Star Region has conducted several large-scale singer qualification screenings, with the purpose of finding a singer who can take her place as soon as possible, so that the Western Star Region can survive the subsequent stages.

But fate is sometimes like hide and seek. Logically speaking, with such a large population base in the Western Star Region, it is normal for a few more singers to appear. However, in the past few years, no new singers have appeared. This is a big problem for Bran. Qi's heart cast a faint shadow.

She has actually gradually looked down upon and accepted death, but it would be really hard for her to accept that the situation she and the people of the Western Sector had paid a huge price to create would be in vain because there was no successor singer.

If she couldn't find a suitable successor until her death, then in the end she would have no choice but to choose another plan and ask her former classmate and friend. At least among all the singers she knew, only That figure allows her to deliver all this with confidence.

Without change, this was all she could do in the end.

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The central star area, the Molten Star Area, the resident star of ‘Vulcan’-K1793.

A shuttle jumped into the atmosphere from the vast starry sky. With the trembling of the fuselage and the long dark red wake, the shuttle passed through the white clouds and entered the stable atmosphere.

The speed of the shuttle gradually slowed down, and passengers sitting in the cabin could see the scenery below clearly through the windows.

The blue sea spreads all over the field of vision, and then there is the place where the sea and the black land meet in the distance, where there is white smoke all year round. When the high-temperature lava meets the sea water, the water vapor brought up continues to rise and enter the sky, forming a covering of white clouds.

The shuttle swooped across the sea and continued along the coastline until the white smoke and black soil gradually faded from the field of vision, and green hillsides and sea cliffs gradually appeared.

Half an hour later, the shuttle landed in a white building on the seaside. The scenery here was pleasant. The white marble building was like a cut bread, standing in a flat open space on the cliff.

After it stopped, the shuttle was opened. A group of security personnel walked down first to check the surrounding environment. Then a girl with short caramel hair walked out. She was wearing brown sunglasses and holding a small ruby ​​cane.

"We're here, Master Pulin Coco." After stepping out of the shuttle, the accompanying personnel reported.

"The scenery here is very special." Pulin recalled the volcanoes and hot land she saw on the way.

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"Yes, this planet is rich in special 'molten crystals', which are elixir materials necessary for the advancement of some high-level job agencies. There are also several powerful alchemy workshop companies in the local area."

"It seems that there is no shortage of places to go during this period." Pulin took off her tea-red sunglasses and smiled inexplicably.

"Please go this way, Master Pulin Coco. This manor belongs to the Phoenix Enterprise. It is their private property and is used for some high-level vacations. But now they have handed it over to us for use and will not take it back for several years."

"I know, it's the enterprise of the red-haired guy. He wanted to invite me to dinner last time, but unfortunately I don't like his type." Pulin Coco flicked the sunglasses between her fingers and threw them into the air, letting the entourage behind her catch them and carefully put them away.

"Let's go, let's take a look inside first." She walked straight to the white marble building opposite the helipad.

"I heard that many architects and artists were invited when this place was built." As she walked, she looked at the appearance of the building.

"It looks quite mellow and simple, without the fancy style."

After entering the white building, she visited the corridors and stairs one by one, commenting from time to time, occasionally talking about the extravagance of the builder of the manor, and occasionally commenting on the old-fashioned decorations. It was not until the sky gradually darkened that she had a dinner in the central hall and enjoyed the gorgeous dinner provided by the servants.

After that, Pulin took a bath in the large bathtub in the building. After enjoying it comfortably, she stood up and asked the maids beside her to help her put on her clothes.

"Don't you need pajamas, Lord Pulin?" The accompanying maid was surprised.

"Yes, put on formal clothes for me, that is, the red and white satin dress."

"Yes, sir." Then the maids took out a dress as gorgeous as a princess and put it on Pulin carefully.

Holding the ruby ​​scepter in her hand and turning around slightly, Pulin looked at herself in the mirror and was quite satisfied.

"Let's go, follow me to the underground ruins."

"Yes."

At this time, the entire manor was also under martial law, and a large light-shielding curtain slowly rose. Red-robed guards stood on guard in each corridor and checkpoint in the white building.

The closed entrance underground slowly opened, and then a wave of heat spread out.

Prin looked at the passage covered with red prismatic gems in front of him, nodded slightly, and then led the red-robed priests along the passage to the underground.

According to historical records, there is a passage leading directly to the underground of the volcano, where there are abundant "molten crystals", and the Aigeka particles in the environment have gradually transformed into magic particles carrying special flame concepts after long-term immersion in "molten crystals".

Such a special environment can greatly help some professions related to fire to get promoted, which is why Pulin came here.

The red-robed priests following her are also from the famous "Red Death Sect". They are all extraordinary people who practice fire and master many special ritual secrets.

As the situation becomes increasingly turbulent, not only Pulin herself, but also the forces behind her are eager for Pulin to advance as soon as possible. Whether it is the sequence of extraordinary people or the level of singing girls, in fact, the two are often mutually reinforcing. Extraordinary people with high sequence levels can bear greater mental loads, and singing girls with high ranks can easily obtain stronger magic essence and powerful mental control.

Although the central star field is now dominated by the "White Rose Harp" Ewen Qilin, who controls everything, due to Ewen Qilin's own personality, her inaction and slow attitude have also made more and more radical factions dissatisfied. If Pulin Keke can be promoted smoothly this time and let her singing girl level enter the full moon level, many groups that support Ewen Qilin now will change their ways and support her to dominate the entire central star field.

The flames have been lit, the chariots have also appeared, and everything will continue to move towards the end of the world until death.