"Okay, okay."
The young soldier seemed to realize his impoliteness at this moment, and he retreated behind the crowd and agreed in a low voice.
Lin Qingliu didn't care about all that and still tried to make these soldiers feel valued and trusted with his approachable manner.
Such a large-scale battle would take at least two to three days just to clean up the battlefield, and to repair the city walls damaged by the explosion and the monsters, as well as the damaged areas inside the city...
With only one day left before the live broadcast of the awarding of honors begins, it is obvious how anxious these guys are.
Do they really want to know where they stand?
Lin Qingliu stood up from near the wounded soldiers and walked towards the next destination with a smile on his face.
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A thin plate of pure gold was fed into the machine, and after cutting, grinding, stamping and plating, it became a dozen pure gold medals.
Among these medals, there is one that is different from the others - compared to the others, it is exceptionally large and heavy, with the front engraved with a double-layered circular wall and a spire in the center representing the City of Hope, and the sides are knurled to ensure a good feel.
As for the back, there is a small line of silver characters engraved:
"November 13, 52nd year of the New Era, the Battle to Defend Hope City."
The format of the engraved content is different from the previous ones. Because this medal belongs to one person alone and is a individually customized version, there is naturally no need to engrave the name on it.
Of course, the most important reason is that the craftsmen did not know the name of the savior.
He picked them up one by one with his hands wearing protective gloves, carefully checking whether there were any rough edges left on them, and checked whether the names on the medals were correct.
After all the inspections were completed, each medal was placed in a wooden box that exuded a strange fragrance. In Hope City, the value of these rare woods was almost the same as precious metals.
One hand picked up the medal that was made from a separate mold at the top and walked into the elevator.
Two minutes later, he entered a dauntingly deep conference room, and at this moment a curse was heard from inside:
"Look at this bitch, he's even offering condolences!"
The lawmakers have been in the meeting room for two days.
They seemed to be Lin Qingliu's new fans, eager to spy on each other's every move, while the yellow-haired guy seemed to be some kind of histrionic personality, the more this happened the more uninhibited and bold he became.
Knowing that everything about him was exposed to the surveillance near the city wall, he liked to show his friendly side, as if this City of Hope belonged to him alone.
Are you kidding me? Don’t you see what you are?
In such a depressing and heavy atmosphere, the man holding the wooden box hesitated for a few times, and finally called out softly:
"Mr. Kant."
A congressman, whose face was covered by a hood, pressed a button on the armrest, and the chair under him quickly rotated.
"What's up?"
There was a hint of anger in the other person's old and hoarse tone, as if someone had seen his ugly appearance at the moment.
The man holding the medal quickly leaned over and bent his body 90 degrees, staring at the ground while offering the box with both hands.
A good subordinate does not need to be asked by the leader. After posing the standard action, the man said sincerely and humbly:
"Sir, we received the order for the production of the medals that you personally sent us. We saw that this one needed a separate mold, so we specially showed it to you after it was made. Do you think it needs any further changes?"
Although the man's tone was humble and earnest at this moment, he felt that he had really touched the congressman's sore spot.
Originally, there was no need to pay attention to this kind of thing, but firstly, it was a newly opened mold, and secondly, they who were in the department just now also heard the broadcast and roughly guessed who the medal would be awarded to.
He is a favorite among the congressmen. Whether from this perspective or from the perspective that he has actually saved Hope City, everyone hopes to do a good job this time.
So we have this scene of "treasure presentation".
As if afraid that the congressman couldn't see clearly, the man raised his hand slightly, not knowing that he was about to feed the medal into Kant's mouth.
Congressman Kant watched this scene quietly. He knew that such silence could not be maintained for too long, but he still wanted to delay facing it as much as possible.
He had never hated these golden things so much.
That's all your gold, yours!
Are we going to award such a big piece to that yellow-haired guy?
I really can't accept this.
After a long while, Kant looked at the medal box that was gradually approaching his mouth. He raised his dry hand and reluctantly opened it and took a look.
"That's it."
Without praise or criticism, he gave his evaluation in a flat tone.
The man holding the medal felt as if he had been pardoned. In fact, when the unusual silence began, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.
But his behavior is like a one-way street; there is no such thing as retreat.
So he could only continue like this until the other party asked to forgive him.
Could it be that what I did was not quite what the other party wanted?
The man didn't dare to guess any more and walked out of the meeting room with his back hunched.
The door was closed, and Kant turned around and brought up a separate window on the private screen in front of him.
An order reached his department faster than the man could, and an unlucky guy lost his job today.
The parliamentarians present all saw what had just happened. Some of them empathized with Kant's feelings at the moment, while others covered their mouths and laughed quietly.
Congresswoman Nia is one of them.
The faint luster just reflected into her eyes, reminding her of the scene of "appraising treasures" for a young girl a few months ago.
In fact, that didn't require any observation skills at all. As a member of parliament, she knew a lot of secrets, one of which was -
Apart from various medals, there are no real precious metals in the entire City of Hope.
However, there were only so many people with medals, and they naturally would not recast the symbol of honor into jewelry. Therefore, the so-called "treasure appraisal" had already produced a result the moment Nia saw those things.
Nia concealed her smile and thought about how the naive girl who came to appraise the treasure had now become her heir who had entered the period of observation and training. She couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of life.
Shi Jin now is just like her a dozen years ago. Both of them were selected at similar ages. The only difference is whether they have super powers.
While recalling the past, Nia did something similar to Kant.
However, what came out of her terminal was not a notice of dismissal, but a new schedule for Shi Jin.
After all, many people will be awarded medals tomorrow, and their own safety also needs to be guaranteed.
In the face of this goal, all arrangements must give way to it.
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