Chapter 974: Pulling the Air and Moving the Flow
The middle-aged man was somewhat related to Cheng Zitong, and he knew about what happened in the past. To be honest, he felt quite unfair for Cheng Zitong.
Just because I come from a martial arts family and can't practice martial arts well, does that mean I deserve to be looked down upon?
Especially after Cheng Zitong left the central city and went to Yangzhi, he was used as a negative example by some people who inherited martial arts from their family and talked about him everywhere. This made him indignant and he had several arguments with those people about this matter.
Until the last two years, these people have remained silent.
As for the reason...
He suddenly remembered something and looked at Chen Chuan standing not far away. He was surprised by his unusually tall figure in casual clothes and asked in a low voice: "Brother Tong, that is..."
Cheng Zitong smiled and said, "Oh? That's my student. He heard I was coming back, so he came to pick me up."
The middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder. Everyone knows that Brother Tong's student is... Suddenly he didn't dare to breathe or look over there.
Cheng Zitong patted his shoulder and asked, "My previous room is still there, right?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "I'm here, Brother Tong. This is the house your aunt left for you. I have to help you take care of it."
Cheng Zitong patted him again and turned to Chen Chuan, "Xiao Chuan, I'm almost there. I can move the things myself. It's not a big deal. You can go back first."
Chen Chuanshuo said, "Okay, teacher, if you need anything, feel free to contact me."
"The teacher is not polite to you."
Chen Chuan smiled slightly, "Teacher, I'll leave first." He nodded at the middle-aged man with a stiff expression, then turned and left.
After he left, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. When he came up to help Cheng Zitong with his luggage, he asked in a low voice, "Brother Tong, how many students do you have?"
Cheng Zitong smiled and said, "There were quite a few in the past, but only one in recent years."
"Oh...oh." The middle-aged man swallowed and subconsciously glanced in the direction Chen Chuan left. After helping to move the luggage inside, he said, "Brother Tong, I suddenly remembered that my cousin's husband is celebrating his 80th birthday next month. Are you..."
Cheng Zitong smiled, revealing his white teeth. "The old man is eighty years old. I have to come back to see him and wish him a happy birthday, right?"
"It's time to take a look. It's time to take a look."
"Well, no one knows about my return except my students. Don't tell anyone yet. I have to leave a surprise for the old man."
"I know, I know, Brother Tong, do you still not trust me?"
The middle-aged man patted his chest, and at this moment he suddenly felt an emotion of excitement and anticipation.
After Cheng Zitong entered the room, he found that the layout was almost the same as when he left, except that the things had become a little old. There were photos taken that year under the glass plate of the five-drawer cabinet.
He walked over and took a look. There were photos of himself when he was a child, and some of them with his family. The old man still had a serious expression on his face. He looked away. It was a photo of himself and his senior brother Qiao Linhu. At that time, he was still a child, and his senior brother was a grown man, but he had learned about 60% of the serious look from the old man.
He groaned and touched his stomach. Why did his appetite improve now that he was in Central City? He called out to the middle-aged man, "Xiao Ke, let's go eat. It's my treat."
"Okay, Brother Tong."
"Is the old Shen's shop still there?"
"It's still here. Mr. Shen is no longer in charge, so his son has taken over. His skills are pretty good. This kid is very determined and is determined not to have implants. It's definitely the same old style."
"Okay, let's go over there and try it first."
After Chen Chuan returned to Weiguang District, he first went to the Defense Department. Recently, with the advancement of the Skyline Project, in addition to practicing, he has focused on this and must ensure that the most basic connection is established between the two central cities before the end of the year.
The specific connection time has not yet been determined, but we will need at least two weeks of trial preparation before the connection. The connection will not be completed on a specific date, but only on the official announcement date. Prior to this, protection tasks must be completed.
Now, it is enough to maintain public security in the central city through city patrols and a small number of processing bureau members. Most of the capable members have been sent to the sea, while the Ocean Development Group and Canglong Company are patrolling all around the sea to ensure that no problems occur.
As long as the field communication is successful and is received by the people in the central cities of the two places, even if there are problems in the future, this trend cannot be stopped, because after knowing clearly that it is really possible, it can no longer be completely erased from people's minds.
He heard some reports from his subordinates and everything is normal at the moment. Apart from some media reporters, no targeted actions by hostile forces have been found.
But this time the main route that needs to be protected is on the sea, which is far away from the central city and is also long enough. If there is a problem in one section, the whole route may have problems. It cannot be protected by protection alone, so the secret department needs to provide some information support.
He had already contacted Special Envoy Feng and learned that any possible impact needed to be notified to them in a timely manner. Only by reacting before the changes could those disasters be eliminated.
Blending ground, swamp training camp.
Zhao Zhenye was floating in the air with silver-white aura floating up and down on his body, and vaguely one could see that the entire building seemed to be filled with a huge figure.
He exhaled slowly, and in those long breaths, there seemed to be bursts of light expanding and collapsing.
After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"
A female voice sounded from behind, "Project Skyline might affect us when the time comes."
Zhao Zhenye said, "You didn't care before, but now you're worried about it?" He looked up and said, "It's not that serious. There's only one fighter stationed in Haidong Road at most. One more fighter won't hinder our plans."
The female voice said, "That's the case now, but what about six months from now, a year from now? How many more central cities will be connected, and how many more fighters will be connected?"
Zhao Zhenye stood up straight at this time, and with this movement, the entire hall seemed to have waves of light and shadow shaking, and some kind of sound faintly vibrated.
He said in a deep voice, "They want to come earlier? So they asked you to come and tell me?" He turned around. "Is that so?"
At this moment, just opposite him, there was a vague outline in the mist. It looked like a slim woman, but when she stood there, she was more than three times taller than him.
The female figure said, "You know, the failure of the priests has had a huge impact. They don't want any more interference or changes."
Zhao Zhenye shook his head and said, "The skyline is an inevitable trend. Not to mention that I can't stop it, even if I went over to disrupt it, it would alert the enemy and be detrimental to our plan."
The woman was silent for a moment before she spoke. "I don't want to bring it up early, but this explanation won't satisfy them. I think you should give them an explanation that will reassure them." Her voice softened. "It's okay if I can't think of it right now. I'll try to delay. Tell me when you've thought it through."
Zhao Zhenye pondered for a moment and said, "It's not appropriate for me to come forward at the moment, but I think you don't have to worry about anyone taking action."
"Are you sure?"
Zhao Zhenye said in a deep voice: "I will be there in person when the time comes. If things don't go as I expected, I will take full responsibility."
The woman said nothing more, and her silhouette slowly disappeared from the mist. Zhao Zhenye was the only one standing inside the building, and the only sound around him was the dripping of a water clock.
Linax Federation, Geiserfitu Continent.
This is a large island far away from the west coast and is also a military port.
At this moment, in a scenic resort below the main peak of Wally on the island, in a plantation-style house, two men wearing New Light Church clothing were talking fiercely inside.
One of them clenched his fist in anger and shouted, "Those East Coast port parasites are trying to compromise with Dashun. The diplomatic team has even sent out an invitation. We can't let them continue! If they do, the interests of the West Coast will be wiped out!"
The other person on the other side said in a serious and heavy voice, "Yes, we can't let them reach an agreement." He paused and said coldly, "We must find ways to delay and disrupt Skyline's communication."
The Supreme Governor of the Linax Federation who came to power this time was from the East Coast, so he only considered the interests of the East Coast. The West Coast Party lost in the last competition for the Supreme Governor because the puppet it had spent twenty years supporting was destroyed in one day, which greatly damaged the interests of the Federation.
But they also have grievances. They are using the power of the West Coast to fight against the power of the entire Dashun country, at least the power of the authoritarian faction. There is a gap in the comparison. The previous achievements are already the result of their hard work.
Once the Skyline Project succeeds, full communication will be established between the outside world and the mainland of Dashun, and the West Coast will be forever blocked at its doorstep, so they must find a way to destroy it. Even if it leads to hostility between the two countries, it doesn't matter. In other words, this is exactly what they want to see.
The worse the relationship with the other side, the more resources and benefits can be transferred to the West Coast.
After some discussion and reaching an agreement, the two walked out together and went to the long hall outside.
A man was kneeling upright on the floor. He had a sturdy build and was wearing a wrinkle-free combat suit. His long hair was combed into a bun at the back, and every strand was neat and tidy without a trace of mess. His face was full of vicissitudes of life, and his expression was extremely serious.
The owner of Fenglin Pavilion, one of the three major overseas pavilions, is Fengjian Yinghu.
Two people came and sat down in front of them. One of them said, "Master Kazama, we invited you here because we hope you can come forward to stop something."
Another person said, "Skyline Project, Mr. Kazama, have you heard about it?"
Fengjian Yinghu was silent for a moment and bowed slightly, then said: "I am willing to serve the Federation, but I have a concern."
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(End of this chapter)
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