Chapter 269 The Summoning of the Council
"Thought Stamp?!"
Chen Fan's face changed instantly when he heard Yi's words.
"Isn't this a dangerous technology?!"
He vaguely remembered that Yi had introduced this extremely domineering "brainwashing" technology to him when he was on Varela.
The Varela Church had already mastered the key pre-technology of thought stamp technology - high-frequency scanning and reading of thought information.
Of course, the church did not develop the real use of this technology.
"Yes."
Yi gave an affirmative answer.
Chen Fan's face became more and more ugly.
First, there was the star sand that had a certain degree of similarity with the nebula potion, and then there was the thought stamp technology that was closely related to the high-frequency scanning and reading of thoughts...
If you say that there is no connection between the Bray Alliance and Varela, Chen Fan would never believe it!
On the side, Baroka, who saw Chen Fan's face change drastically, also became nervous - it would definitely not be a trivial matter to be able to make an eighth-level civilization individual lose his composure like this! That's
right.
Ever since he learned that Chen Fan came from another galaxy, Baroka realized that the civilization level of Chen Fan was definitely at or above the eighth level.
The reason is very simple.
In the Bray Alliance, the Bray civilization that reached level seven did not go to other star systems to seek more resources.
"Sir Chen Fan?" Baroka swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "You... did you find anything?"
Chen Fan came back to his senses and looked at Baroka's cautious posture. He pondered for a moment and shook his head slowly: "It's just a guess at the moment, and there is no evidence to confirm my idea."
"But there is one thing I can tell you."
"If the phenomena you mentioned earlier are objectively existing, then the council of the Swamp Abyss civilization may indeed have a big problem."
Facing Chen Fan's meaningful eyes, Baroka looked flustered and tried to prove his words to Chen Fan: "Sir Chen Fan, I can guarantee you with my life..."
Almost at the same time, a prompt sounded in the cockpit of the starship.
Olaya, who had been quietly standing aside, subconsciously reached out and pressed a few buttons on the main console, and a line of crooked Swamp Abyss text appeared on the display screen in front of him.
When he saw the content of this line of text clearly, his expression suddenly stagnated.
"Chen, Mr. Chen Fan..."
Olaya turned and looked at Chen Fan.
The eyes behind the visor were extremely deep. The moment he looked into their eyes, Olaya seemed to see the vast universe in them.
"The order from the Council has come down."
"I will be the person in charge of the escort for the fifth migration of the Swamp Abyss population."
"In addition..." Olaya calmed down and said in a voice as calm as possible, "They asked me to return to the Council as soon as possible."
Chen Fan frowned when he heard it.
It's not that he is sensitive, but at this critical juncture, the Council's approach is indeed very suspicious - especially after Councillor Baroka just finished talking about the internal problems of the Council.
"They asked you to return to the Council? Why?"
"To discuss the escort route." Olaya replied in a low voice.
"Did the escort missions have this process before?"
"There was one at the beginning." Baroka's voice came from the side, "The nearest free trade market is fifty light years away, and the route has been determined since the second migration. There is no need to discuss any route."
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows: "Then there is a problem."
"It should be my fault." Baroka sighed in annoyance, "I guess the Council knew my whereabouts through the Star Sand Store."
"Of course, Captain Olaya himself has a certain reason."
"...Me?" Olaya raised his hand and pointed at his giant salamander head, looking at Baroka blankly.
"I remember you didn't support the population migration plan?" Baroka shook his head bitterly, "In the eyes of those congressmen, not supporting is opposing."
Olaya looked at Baroka speechlessly.
"... Crazy, these councillors are really crazy."
Olaya cursed in a hoarse voice, but there was a hint of fear in the depth of his words: "What are they going to do? Brainwash me?!"
Thinking of what Baroka said before, Olaya shook his head vigorously: "I, I won't go!"
Chen Fan didn't speak, but asked Yi in his heart.
'Yi, can the thought stamp be removed? '
After getting a positive answer, Chen Fan's eyes flashed, and he made a decision without any hesitation.
"No, you have to go."
Olaya: "..."
...
A few dozen minutes later.
Outside the meeting hall of the Swamp Abyss Star, a shabby starship slowly landed and docked on the extremely spacious landing pad.
The starship hatch slowly opened, and Olaya walked out of the starship with a stiff face and slightly trembling legs.
He turned his head and looked at Chen Fan in the starship cockpit.
"Don't worry."
Chen Fan sat calmly on the chair, and nodded towards the council chamber not far away: "Even if you are branded with a mental stamp, I have a way to make you return to normal."
Hearing this, Olaya felt a slight twitch in the corner of his eye.
Is this what he is worried about?
He is worried about the process of imprinting his thoughts!
The unknown is the most terrifying.
God knows what kind of cruel treatment he will suffer in the council chamber!
Thinking of the tragic tortures in the history of the Swamp Abyss Civilization, Olaya's skin color turned gray-blue at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The hatch slowly closed, blocking Olaya's sight.
He took a deep breath, looking at the council chamber that was like a palace, Olaya's expression quickly became firm.
He has thought it through.
Positions are all empty. When he entered the council chamber, he directly expressed his unconditional support for the migration plan to those members - at least this way he can suffer less, right?
With the idea of ​​surrendering on the spot, Olaya walked through the longest journey of his life in fear.
"Captain Olaya."
Just as he walked up the steps, a congressman walked out of the meeting room and extended his hand expressionlessly: "The chairman of the parliament is waiting for you."
"Na, Congressman Nabi." Olaya's eyes moved, and he came forward with a flattering face, and took the initiative to extend his thick tail to the congressman in front of him, "I have heard of you for a long time, I have heard of you for a long time!" Nabi
raised his head, and his expression did not fluctuate at all: "How long?"
Olaya was choked: "..."
After struggling for a moment, Olaya carefully reported a number: "About... twenty years?"
"Twenty years ago, I was not a congressman." Nabi gave a flat answer.
Olaya: "..."
There was no room for conversation at all that day!
Fortunately, Nabi did not let the scene be cold for too long: "Just say it directly, what do you want to do?"
Olaya breathed a sigh of relief: "I just want to ask why the route has to be discussed again for this migration escort work?"
Nabi stopped and glanced at Olaya with a smile.
"You'll know when you meet the chairman of the council."
After saying that, Nabi turned and walked towards the inside of the council chamber.
...
Inside the cockpit of the starship.
Looking at the extremely clear holographic real-time broadcast image in the holographic projection, Baroka couldn't help but show surprise and admiration on his face.
No wonder the star system coordinates he had hidden for several years were dug out effortlessly by the other party!
This is the technology of advanced civilization!
After listening to the exchange between Olaya and Nabi, Chen Fan's face became weird.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't suppress his curiosity: "This Congressman Nabi... has he always spoken like this?"
"No."
Baroka came back to his senses: "Nabi... he used to be a very cheerful person."
He recalled his past life with a complicated expression: "Nabi and I entered the Council at the same time, so we have always had a good relationship."
"He likes to laugh and can take jokes, so Nabi used to be responsible for publicity. To put it simply, it was to publicize some of the Council's decisions and proposals to the Swamp Civilization and collect public opinions."
"When the third population migration plan was proposed, Nabi and I had just joined the Council."
"In order to oppose this decision, Nabi made quite a stir in the Council, and he even decided to resign from his job as a congressman."
"After the decision was passed, Nabi refused the corresponding publicity work."
"The same is true for the fourth population migration plan."
Baroka sighed softly: "He even used his position to spread the harm of the population migration plan to the Swamp Abyss Civilization, calling on the people to unite and protest against the decision of the Council."
Chen Fan's eyes moved: "Then something happened, right?"
Baroka nodded.
"The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. I once advised Nabi not to oppose the Council so high-profile, but he refused me and continued to do the same thing."
"Then... Nabi was suspended indefinitely."
"At that time, I wanted to comfort Nabi, but I looked for him several times and Nabi was not at his home."
"Moreover, he has not responded to my communication request, as if... as if he had evaporated on the Swamp Abyss Star."
"When I saw Nabi again, he became what he is now."
"Not only that, his attitude towards the population migration plan has also undergone a 180-degree change. He began to openly support the population migration plan and even helped the Council to publicize the necessity and benefits of the population migration plan."
Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.
Such a big change is indeed worthy of deep thought.
Thinking has inertia. People who previously held firm opposition opinions cannot change their positions in an instant. In the meantime, they will definitely go through stages such as doubt and half-belief.
As Yi said before, if you want to completely change a person's thinking in such a short period of time, only a domineering technology like [Thought Stamp] can do it!
"Captain Olaya, please come in."
Nabi's voice came from the holographic projection, attracting the attention of Chen Fan and Baroka again.
While the two were talking, Olaya had followed Baroka to the door of a magnificent conference room.
"This is the largest conference room in the council court." Baroka beside him explained to Chen Fan in real time, "Under normal circumstances, only major decisions related to the development of civilization will use this conference room."
(End of this chapter)
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