Chapter 283 Fate stay night (Part 1)
Polaris time zone, October 19, 5:00 AM.
In the past 14 hours, fanaticism has swept across the entire Alliance star zone. Countless starships from the four zones have rushed to the Far East star zone with huge gifts, queuing up to apply for entry and participate in the new summons banquet jointly announced by the Far East Military Media and the Entertainment Directorate.
Within 14 hours, there was a rare outbreak of super-large monster tides in the four regions of the alliance.
Most of the fleets rushing towards the North Pole region from the east, west, and south regions successfully entered the North Pole.
A small number of fleets from distant star regions arrived late only because the black hole channel they passed through on the way was damaged by the beast tide and there was no time to repair it, so they had to take a long detour to rush to the North Pole.
There are too many fleets applying for entry. After accepting the applications, the Far East Customs will use office AI to efficiently review the fleets entering the country, control the armament of the fleets, and limit the number of ships entering the country.
No matter which region you come from, what your social status is, or how magnificent your fleet is, once you dock in the Far East Star Region, you must follow the Far East Customs' dispatch order. All visiting fleets must dock at the border berthing area far away from the main star region. All tourist families/groups/armies can only drive 1-5 light passenger ships for transportation. Other fleet types such as battleships/ceremonial ships/biological ships/technical fortress ships/large cargo ships are not allowed to enter the main area of the Far East Region.
In addition, each Zerg visa allows entry with only 500 kilograms of carry-on luggage.
It is prohibited to carry mobile smart computer motherboards/electromagnetic acoustic wave technology products/all Class A biotechnology/portable holographic technology motherboards and other approximately 10,000 dangerous technology products that can be used to commit crimes in carry-on luggage.
The new immigration regulations of the Far East Customs have caused a lot of complaints from the Zerg people waiting in line to enter the country:
"Isn't this equivalent to prohibiting me (us) from showing the East (Southwest) Region's top technology projects in front of His Excellency?"
"Why can't even a large cargo ship enter?? I (we) gave some rare animals to His Excellency as a gift. What's wrong with that guy from the Far East! He doesn't have any, but he doesn't allow others to show it?"
“When will the wind of anti-monopoly sweep across the Far East?”
"Does Your Excellency know about this entry restriction order? I (we) want to tell Your Excellency!"
"A family can only dispatch five starships to enter the country? And they must be light ships?? This is crazy! What luggage can we carry with five ships?? The servants alone take up half of the capacity! It's like sending away beggars!"
The staff of the Far East Customs District responded: "If you want to cancel your entry application, please leave through the left channel."
Crowd of people entering the customs: “…”
Damn! This is hegemony! Despotism! Dictatorship!
The people entering the country lined up in hatred and handed in their diplomatic passports in an orderly manner.
Restrict the ace technology/weapons/biochemical weapons and transportation fleets of other areas, so that all tourists from the four areas who come to visit enter the Far East area "on foot", and only count as the first entry process.
After successfully entering the fourth zone, tourists cannot go directly to the Far East main star zone. The tourist fleet must be divided in turn and take the medium and short distance star hopping channel in the Far East zone to a star ring star zone called Prometheus.
The Prometheus Sector is a giant habitable star ecological zone that integrates accommodation, ecology, armament, and technology. The area is dotted with nearly 100,000 low, medium, and high-level stars that have just completed infrastructure construction, the Far East Army's warning planet sentinel islands made of pure machinery, the parking planets of AI armor factories, basic ecological stars that provide drinking water, medical transportation, and a super-giant mechanical main star, Prometheus, with a volume and capacity comparable to the Far East main star.
Both Santa Fe's coronation banquet and the movie opening ceremony will be held on this giant mechanical planet that symbolizes fire.
The Prometheus star region is extremely far away from the Far East main star where His Majesty lives. One is in the southern part of the region, and the other is in the northern part of the region. If placed in a parallel diagram, they are at the extreme ends of the distance.
The newly arrived passengers from the four districts complained and protested at first:
"Why can't the Zerg that have entered the country now go to the Far East Main Star Region?"
"The Alliance Zerg that entered the country a week or even three days earlier could have gone to the Far East Main Star Region and settled on the Far East Main Star! Some of the Alliance Zerg in the capital even rented half of the continental plate in the Far East Main City as their homestead! Why can't we even enter the main star region three days later!"
The staff of the Far East Customs District replied in unison: "If you want to cancel your entry application, please leave through the left channel."
However, there are too many tourists from the four districts who come to make pilgrimages. Massive fleets are densely packed at the border of the Far East star region, like surging waves. Even though the Far East Army's armored rangers patrol continuously, firing guns and warning through the power grid, there are still some Zergs clamoring at the entrances of the thousands of customs halls at the customs. Some of the large insects with sufficient "qualifications" must be allowed to obtain visas to settle in the Far East main star region!
It's not that these noisy privileged insects can't see the situation clearly, nor do they really want to provoke the New Saint's bad feelings.
They are just more accustomed to fighting for power and demonstrating their own value, and believe that their own/their family's value is enough to attract the attention of the new saint.
They believed that they did not get the privilege only because Saint did not hear their last names; they believed that the new Saint had been wandering outside since childhood and would not understand for a while how powerful and valuable their last names were, not that these latecomers were really not qualified to go to the Far East Main Star Region where Saint lived.
If it were any other time, and some insect tribe dared to cause trouble in the Far East Customs District, the security guards on duty would use a three-piece set of measures, including power grid control, sonic boom, and empty magazines, to first control the troublemakers, physically silence them, then drag them to a confined area for treatment, and notify their families or companies to pay the fine and redeem the insects.
However, since today is the New Saint's Coronation Day, there are too many visitors from the four districts, and the Far East Customs Office is not as domineering as its own chief. The chief insect in charge of customs had no choice but to send a message to the main star headquarters, asking how to arrange to deal with the big and powerful insects from the four districts.
The order from the Far East Headquarters was quickly transmitted back. As soon as the Customs received the order, they immediately presented the results of the handling to the Zerg that had caused the initial trouble: "The Holy Lord has personally issued an order that a group of Zerg must be specially recruited to enter the country..."
When the privileged family that was causing trouble in Area 1 of the Customs Department showed satisfaction, the person in charge of Customs in Area 1, Bug, held the headset and said loudly to the work channel: "Security Inspection Section 1010 of the Customs Department, release the review of the Tenth Army, arrange for the Tenth Army to take a direct short-distance route and go to the Far East Main Star Zone as soon as possible to help escort the Holy Procession Team to the Grand Ceremony Planet."
The special species of other areas of the noisy alliance: ...?
Then, the customs gate of District 1 opened the loudspeaker connected to the entire customs area and announced: "Your Excellency has summoned the Zerg that are qualified to enter the Far East Main Planet in advance. Zerg that have not received special approval notification are not included in the special approval list. If there are any more troublemakers, the family of that surname will be restricted from entering the Far East for life."
After the broadcast was over, the bug in charge of the District 1 customs said to the representatives of the troublemaking family: "Please rest assured that although the Far East review is strictly confidential, the process will not infringe on the rights of individual bugs. The three chairmen of the capital alliance who have a higher social status than you have all safely undergone the general inspection and have successfully passed."
Other areas of the troubled alliance have special privileges: ...
Did you just use the term “safe experience”?
After the Customs Office announced the Holy Calling Order to all, the troublesome Zerg tribe calmed down.
It was the turn of some of the commanders of the ten major legions to have something on their mind.
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Far East Customs District, Security Checkpoint 1010.
"It looks like someone is heartbroken." The commander of the Third Army laughed at the left sidewalk: "No matter how hard you try, the Far East Army will not invite your army to come to His Excellency."
The commander of the Third Army leaned one elbow on the guardrail of the trail and stood sideways in a nonchalant manner: "Don't become the only high-ranking army in the Ten Armies that is blocked and prohibited from entering."
The corps waiting on the trail to the left of the Third Army is the Fourth Army.
The four chiefs of the armed forces ignored the ridicule of the three chiefs of the armed forces and followed the Wasp Army's backs as they left the hall with gloomy eyes.
The Far East Customs arranged a special inspection hall for the ten armies. The ten armies that came to declare customs only needed to present the army chief and the chiefs of their branches. This was how the army factions worked. Everything depended on the leader. Therefore, the inspection hall of the ten armies was not as crowded as the thousands of other customs halls. There were only a dozen isolation current belts in the empty security hall. The chief of the tenth army easily caught the sight of the other nine army chiefs as he followed the Far East Army's departure.
It was not until the team of the Tenth Army Chief had completely disappeared from the staff passage of the customs area that the Fourth Army Chief retracted his gaze and looked towards the security gate where the team was waiting, without even glancing at the Third Army Chief on the right sidewalk.
The four military chiefs responded coldly: "The review process for the Bladewing will be completed soon, and you will be the next one. It was only a month ago that you and Kashu had a bloody battle. You'd better pray that Kashu will not bear a grudge."
The commander of the Fourth Army uttered an emotionless tone that sounded like a laugh, "Perhaps if you die in the bloody battle, His Excellency will show some mercy to the Third Army."
The Third Army Chief narrowed his eyes and was about to speak when the Fifth Army Chief, who was not far from the Third and Fourth Armies, spoke expressionlessly: "One of your legions has hunted down Fate, and the other has poisoned the Far East Commander and disfigured him. How can you be so confident to mock each other? If you are nervous, go to the corner and bite explosive bombs instead of making a fuss here."
Third/Fourth Army Chief: "..."
A little further away, the commander of the Sixth Army on the Sixth Trail pressed his hands on his temples and rubbed them gently, closing his eyes and muttering to himself: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, everything is the order of His Majesty, queue up normally, queue up normally, don't be angry..."
The commander of the Seventh Army on the Seventh Trail frowned at the noise: "Can you please stop nagging? Are you bothered? It's just a general inspection. If you are unhappy that there is no special privilege to clear the way, then go and attack the Far East Army. Don't imitate the stupid cicada here."
The chief of the Eighth Army on the Eighth Trail pinched his brows with one hand, closed his eyes, and did not even look at his colleagues. His whole body was like a leaking gas tank, emitting a gloomy and intermittent stench of hormones.
The commander of the Ninth Army, who was at the edge of the line, said: "Amonsia, control yourself. You smell like shit now."
The chief of the Eighth Army of the White Moth, a subspecies of the moth family: "When you have a..." The chief of the White Moth family suddenly said in a loud voice: "When you have a stupid family that can't even manage a branch group! Your situation is not much different from shit! If you can't manage your moths, they are shit! Shit should be washed away, how dare you hang around in public areas!"
The commander of the Fourth Army of the Gray Moth in the distance: "."
As soon as the Eighth Army Chief finished speaking, the dozen or so White Moth branch army commanders behind him exuded even more intense low emotional hormones. The grayish-white military uniforms matched the special skin of the race, and the negative White Moth female soldiers looked like a group of moving faded plaster.
"..." The Ninth Army and the Eighth Army opened up a distance of several meters.
The unfavored Zerg are still resentful of each other, while the lucky Zerg have already embarked on the express train to the holy land.
The entire Tenth Army entered the country. The Wasps strictly abided by the new orders from the Far East. The entire army traveled using unarmed light ships, and the fleet was diverted along the central traffic channels in the Far East.
A part of the Wasp elite main team followed Commander Theodore to the Far East main planet, while other Wasp troops in the same group were split up and went to the Wasp area of the Ceremony planet first to assist the Far East Army in carrying out security work on the Ceremony planet.
The main Wasp team members who went to the Far East Main Star to pay homage to the Saint were all middle/high-level Wasp female soldiers with outstanding looks, no obvious abnormalities, and rich combat experience. However, the fleet was not only composed of middle/high-level female soldiers, but also several special low-level Wasp female soldiers who were invited to travel together.
Vespa main ship, central axis rest area trail.
"Oh my god." Wasp Tom covered his face with one hand and leaned against the trail handrail. "I wouldn't even dream of doing this."
"Do you mean the Chief of Staff came to invite us to board the ship to carry out the mission, or..."
Jerry the Wasp murmured: "The young master who invested in us and spent a lot of money on us suddenly turned around and became His Excellency. His Excellency Carol is actually by my side... I have received war education and guidance from His Excellency Carol's Guardian... No wonder Captain Romeo is so powerful and knows all tactics. He is more powerful than our direct superiors. If he is the Guardian of His Excellency, everything can be explained... Oh no, we are worse than Fate Wynne..."
Jerry was shocked and said, "Until last week... we were still receiving financial assistance from the young master, using his money to buy extra armor usage time and practice the battle formations that Instructor Romeo taught us. We are adults and are still spending the money of the Saint Pavilion..."
"To be exact, Carol, Milan, and Lord Monet are all by our side." The youngest of the three brothers, the tall and strong Wasp Jimmy squatted on the ground and covered his face. "How can I read immersively in the future? When I think that those stories were written by the young master... I can't imagine it at all. I have really seen what the young master looks like! I feel that as soon as I close my eyes at night, Instructor Bill will appear in my dream and beat me up for imagining a minor."
Tom/Jerry: "..."
The eldest brother Tom stretched out his hand and grabbed the younger brother Jimmy's head with his big hand.
The second oldest brother, Jerry, reached out and pinched his younger brother's mouth, causing his jawbone to crack.
They said in unison: "We can teach you a lesson right now."
Jimmy: “…”
Jimmy, who was lifted up by his brothers, waved his smart bracelet desperately, trying to show them the virtual display screen with the forum web page open.
Tom and Jerry looked at the same time.
The forum page opened on the virtual screen is from the Good Morning Fite website. The popular hot post shows: [Rational discussion, speculation on the number of Guardian Corps candidates for Santa Fite]
[Main Post: Absolutely neutral discussion! Is there a possibility, just a possibility, that the Guardian system can also be modified with the new storm brought by the advent of the new saint? The Fourth Army made the mistake first, but does the Wasp Legion have no faults?
The Wasp Corps has been cut off from the race system and social circles of the higher stars for 20 years. They know nothing about fashion trends. Can they understand your preferences as well as the moth species? Even the large species group is not as good-looking as the butterfly species! The female Wasp Corps with high genes are like land tanks, with skin as hard as steel. Counting back 50 years, the marriage rate of the Wasp Corps has remained stable at 7.98%. Maybe the recognition of the senior Lord by this batch of mature Wasp Corps females in recent years is the three virtual Lords created by Sanfite!
According to the summary of the clips of the Northern Fantasy, there are indeed a group of young female soldiers in the Wasp Army who have come into contact with the Saint when he was underage. Who can guarantee that these young female soldiers have not imagined the Saint's face as a substitute for the virtual story of the Saint... Those are three virtual saints! The Wasp Army will definitely put the imagination of the three virtual saints on the new saint, which is disloyalty!
It is suggested that the new saint also choose three high-level legions in reality to serve as his own guardian troops! Don't suffer a loss! 】
【2nd floor: Redefine the meaning of loss. 】
【3rd floor: It seems to make sense, but I'll wait and see if I'm sure. 】
[4th floor: The cunning Legion Zerg, die! ! ]
[5th floor: Which faction of moth species has sent down the navy to start setting the pace again. ]
【6th floor: I recognize you, you are the Internet judge who posted more than 70,000 posts on the four district forums within 10 hours, saying that the Wasp race is guilty! 】
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[1…10th floor: What? Has it been confirmed that the Wasp Legion is the Guardian Legion chosen by the new Holy Summoning? There hasn’t even been a press conference. Does the OP have any inside information?]
[1…11th floor: Did the people upstairs just return from their mission? The news has spread all over the North District forums. 20 minutes ago, His Excellency the Saint temporarily summoned a group of Zerg from the Far East Customs to enter the country without review. While the First Legion and the Second Legion, including the Wanderer Army, were still going through the customs process, the main force of the Wasp Legion had already gone to the Far East Main Star to participate in the escort mission.]
[1…12th floor: No, what is the basis for the Wasp Army, whose main battleship can't even meet the standards of a supership? ? Your Excellency should choose two other high-level legions as guardians! First exclude the Far East Army from the list of candidates! The Far East Army already has its own job and can't wholeheartedly consider Your Excellency! ]—Similar remarks have been collapsed—
[9…99th floor: The Wasp Army should also be kicked out of the list of Guardians. How can a giant infantry army that spends His Majesty's gold, eats His Majesty's influence, and requires His Majesty to personally handle their post-war assets and even asks His Majesty to personally help them with their love affairs be a candidate for Guardians? In the end, are they taking care of His Majesty or is His Majesty taking care of them! ]
The three Tom brothers: "..."
I (we) am sorry for being born a wasp.