Chapter 954 This is the right path
Weiguang District, lakeside green park.
Chen Chuan and Lao Feng sat down on a rest bench in front of the lake. In the distance, under the willow trees, there were a few people fishing leisurely, some people were boating on the lake, and many children were chasing and playing nearby.
Even though Old Feng was sitting, he didn't lean back in his chair. His upper body remained straight. He faced the cool breeze blowing from the lake and said:
"Ah, it's been three years now. Even when I'm elsewhere, I often hear about you, Student Chen. What happened in Jibei Road was truly unexpected. I never thought you would actually pull it off. When you decided to push forward, I was really worried for you.
You don't know that the other central cities are criticizing you. If the saliva could drown people, I'm afraid even Jibei Road would be flooded."
Chen Chuan said: "If saliva alone could knock people down, we wouldn't be standing here."
Old Feng smiled and sighed, "Student Chen, you're still as confident as you were back then." He paused, "Well, this time I came here not only to catch up with you, but also because someone from higher up wanted me to give you a few words."
When Chen Chuan heard this, he raised his hand to hold the boundary and shouted at the mother, wanting it to block the surrounding field, but at this time he found that the surrounding information field had lost its effect.
He looked at Lao Feng and found that the other person's temperament seemed to have changed in an instant.
Old Feng looked at the lake in the distance and said, "Commissioner Cao had actually already gotten some clues about this investigation team. But with the deaths of two members, all the clues came to a halt. He actually knew about these people, but he couldn't investigate further. It wasn't their fault."
Chen Chuan's heart was slightly moved, and he asked, "Who did that?"
Lao Feng didn't say it directly, but said: "You should know about the Provisional National Committee, right?"
Chen Chuan nodded and said, "I know. This is the predecessor of the Dashun Republic Government."
Old Feng said, "More than a hundred years ago, a massive struggle against the old empire erupted across the world. Here in East Continent, the old imperial family was extremely powerful. In order to concentrate their forces to overthrow the old imperial family as quickly as possible, the first group of rebels and idealists who rose up at the time were willing to accept any force they could.
These include various political factions, large companies and businesses, local forces, some reformist officials who were originally loyal to the old imperial family, and even... the army that was originally loyal to the old imperial family and the many senior generals who led them.
Thus, a temporary national establishment committee was formed. This choice was not wrong at the time. With the approach of the great bombing and the formation of the great alliance, a unified and complete regime that is committed to maintaining the world was needed. This was true for all countries in the world, not just us. However, hidden dangers were inevitably buried.
Since its founding, the Executive Office of the Republic of China has been plagued by internal struggles. The conservative faction is stubborn and powerful, presenting numerous obstacles to the centralization of government power. Due to the current situation, we have been forced to gradually reform from within. For nearly a hundred years, we have alternated between struggle and compromise.
We have our own broad direction and strategy to achieve, and they have their own ideas. If they don't involve principles, we can tolerate them temporarily, but their actions often go against ours."
Chen Chuan looked at the waves on the lake. Although the other party did not say clearly who it was, he no longer needed to ask.
In fact, both he and the members of the decision-making group knew very well that Dashun’s biggest enemy was not outside, but inside.
The current size of Dashun could not be shaken by a simple external invasion. Throughout history, all powerful nations have first developed internal fissures and ultimately collapsed.
“We’re running out of time,” he said.
Lao Feng said: "Yes, time is running out. If there is another hundred years, we can still take our time, but let alone a hundred years, we may not even be able to wait for the next ten years.
Before the big bombing, we must concentrate all the forces we can, even if the means are radical. This is the best result we can achieve while avoiding war."
Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "The skyline?"
Old Feng nodded and said, "Skyline is a must and extremely important project. With it, we can maximize efficiency and concentrate our forces. However, what determines everything, and ultimately determines the direction of the world, is force."
His voice became slightly more serious. "It's not an exaggeration to say that the Supreme Security Advisory Committee determines the direction of the country. Although all members do not participate in direct decision-making and specific implementation, their opinions and positions often profoundly influence the judgment and choices of the highest level.
At present, the power of both sides in the Supreme Security Advisory Group is deadlocked. It can even be said that after all these years of efforts, we have temporarily suppressed the other side.
But the other side has a deep accumulation of resources. After the collapse of the old imperial family, they have gained control of a large number of resources, occupying many secret treasures that should have been transferred to the state. At the same time, they are constantly cultivating talents. Although we are not lacking in talents, in terms of foundation and accumulation, there is still a gap.
As he spoke, he turned his head, looked at Chen Chuan, and said with a smile: "But fortunately, we have been moving in the right direction, we have never stopped, and we still have people like you, student Chen, catching up.
Practitioner Chen, we may one day fall on the road ahead, but with you here, I believe the torch we hold high will never fall."
He reached into his pocket, pulled out something that looked like a name card, and handed it to him, "This is for you."
Chen Chuan took it.
"This is a thousand-year-old secret treasure we discovered in China. It may contain some treasures of the Old Religion. If you have time, you can go and take a look."
Chen Chuan took a look at it. It looked like it was made of white jade. When he touched it with his spiritual power, he saw a group of misty clouds emerge, and from it, a three-dimensional map of mountains and rivers was formed.
"If you can get the things in there, then keep them with you. Things are only useful in the hands of people who can make use of them. Just be careful. There are some things in there that have existed since ancient times, and maybe someone will also set their sights on this place.
Practitioner Chen, I look forward to the day we meet.”
After he finished speaking, he turned his face toward the lake. After a moment, Old Feng suddenly raised his head, pointed at the angler in front of him casting his rod, and said happily, "Hey, student Chen, look! It's the middle of the day, and you can still catch something! It's not easy."
Chen Chuan looked over and said, "Yes, it's not easy."
He knew that someone had just used Lao Feng's body to speak these words to him. Judging from the tone and content, it should be a senior executive.
Old Feng said with a touch of nostalgia: "When I was a child, my father often took me fishing, but I didn't like sitting still and didn't understand. Later, I tried it myself and I loved it. Because as long as you are patient, prepared, and focused, you will reap rewards. It's addictive. So many years have passed, I almost forgot the feeling of touching a fishing rod."
Chen Chuan said, "Old Feng, the water in Jibei Road is deep and there are many fish. I'm waiting for you to catch more."
Lao Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise to catch you a few more big fish."
Chen Chuan stayed here with Lao Feng for more than an hour, chatting about the situation in Jibei Road. After coming out, they had a meal together and then took a special car back to the villa.
After returning to the study, he opened the box that Skarsson had given him. In addition to some necessary food ingredients and high-energy nutrients, there was a small object in the upper right corner. It was an ice crystal-like object that looked like a bird's claw and was about the size of a child's fist.
Feeling a certain field transmitted from above, he was slightly surprised. Is this... the object left behind that day?
He picked up the sticky note beside him, which stated in simple Dashun characters that this thing was called "Cold Claw", a third-level relic, and was a thank you from the investigation team for showing mercy to him.
The specific function is also written on it. This thing can affect fighters, super-limit creatures in the fusion land, and even the existence of the opponent, hindering their actions.
When using this thing, it can be placed somewhere in advance, or it can be integrated into the body of the operator. However, the latter method of use requires a certain level of physical endurance, and the endurance time ranges from just a few seconds to more than ten minutes.
He couldn't help but nodded. Although he had mastered the Great Blue Sky Style and the Great Bright Light Style and had ways to control those things, the Relics did not require him to consume his own strength and could be activated without any signs, which was very useful.
Next he planned to go to the hunting ground, and having this thing would save him a lot of effort.
He took out the cold claw separately, closed the box, and then went to the storage room to put the things away. When he came out, a prompt sound rang from the box.
He glanced at the message. It was a message from the Government Office, saying that a reporter from a Nordland fighter magazine wanted to present him with an award and wanted to visit him. He said that he had contacted him before and was currently in the central city.
He thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. The foreign magazine had wanted to give him the most influential award of the year, and he had later written a reply.
So he sent a message back, saying that he had time now and asked the other party to come over.
More than half an hour later, the two magazine reporters, who had passed numerous inspections on the road, arrived at the villa under the guidance of a guard.
When they met Chen Chuan, they introduced themselves. One of them was called Stormack and the other was called Osney. Both were foreign reporters and salesmen of Feiyi Magazine.
After exchanging greetings and sitting down, Stormack, who was wearing thick round glasses, said apologetically:
"Hello, Director Chen. We didn't make an appointment with you this time, which is really presumptuous. However, we have been here for five days and have been unable to contact you. We can only contact you through the Government Affairs Office after the public meeting."
Chen Chuan said, "There's been a lot going on here at the Government Affairs Office lately. I hope you two can understand."
"We understand, we understand."
The two men seemed a little nervous and restrained facing a fighter. Stormack stretched out his hand to signal his companion, who was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and immediately handed over the box in his hand.
Stormack raised the box and said, "We came here today to present this award to you and bring you the trophy."
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(End of this chapter)
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