The past of Ottowen (I) Audience: The Ka School, reborn...
In the year 2000 of the Alliance calendar, many major events occurred that were worthy of being engraved as epoch beacons.
Among them, the most eye-catching event is the advent of the new saint.
The new saint was born, and his unique style of doing things was like a storm of energy that could not be resisted by human power, time, and space. His every proposal, every insistence, every refusal, every handshake, every signature, naturally evolved into a series of new district laws, new education regulations, new technological trends, new district systems, and a new cultural trend that influenced the next generation of young people.
Once the influence of the silvery Saint Destiny radiates through, it will be like an explosive solar flare, leaving behind a beautiful auroral footprint that forcibly disturbs the planet's magnetic field.
The brand-new star system will support this advanced and primitive Zerg society, which is a mixture of bloody desires and rationality, to slowly get rid of the uncontrollable cruelty and evil and be reborn.
However, the realization of the new system requires time and the joint efforts of leaders from generation to generation to fully implement and develop steadily. This is a major event that will take time to show its effects.
For those Zerg of the same generation as the New Saint, the second major event that shook the traditional concepts of the Zerg was not the new district and new laws, but the revolutionary entertainment tsunami with "The Past of Ottoman" as the first shot!
——More than 90% of the Zerg are unwilling to believe or acknowledge that the second major calendar event after the advent of the new Saint should be the marriage contract announced by His Majesty.
——Those Zergs weren’t resisting the New Saint. (The Star Network’s hot comment at the time: Come on, that’s Fate!)
Instead:
When my Lord Saint, who has just come of age for a month, grows up, he will know the advantages of the East District Zerg Tribe, who are the best at pretending to be elegant and engaging in erotic activities, the South District Zerg Tribe, who are the most passionate and unrestrained, the West District Zerg Tribe, who are the most loyal and good at serving Lord Saint, and the North District Zerg Tribe, who are the wildest and most resistant! What love contract, what one-to-one marriage, what only requires one AC... Bah! In short, Lord Saint's marriage contract is definitely not the second major calendar event in 20 years!
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The Zerg at the banquet found that breaking defenses, screaming, raging, and united protests were not only useless, but they would also be beaten up by the powerful weapons and cultural soft power of the New Saints. They were happily issued a permanent ban on entry into the Far East, and were then restricted from all trade with the Far East. The audience on site and online had no choice but to be angry.
Even so, these guests still suppressed the anger and desire burning in their hearts, and waited with flushed faces and anxious ears and noses for Saint Destiny to announce the next plan - usually, the new banquet announcing the appearance of His Holiness would be held for seven consecutive days.
On the first day of the New Feast, His Holiness needs to introduce himself, select and announce the guardian clan, and make public the new star region where he lives so that the insect clans of the four regions can meet him later. Then, he will distribute new policies and holy blood to the four major star regions. The new policies usually pardon some citizens who are innocent but implicated by their criminal clans and have to bear the same serious crimes.
Next, His Holiness will investigate the real information of each district, donate various resources to the administrative districts of the four major star regions, and exercise the gift of benevolence. One of the most important centralized measures in benevolence: tranquilizers made from His Holiness's blood.
After his benevolent rule, His Majesty will announce his engagement candidate - this alone will require a social dance banquet lasting about five to six days.
After the seven-day new banquet, His Holiness will select a female insect who attended the banquet as his marriage partner. In addition, there will be a group of candidate insect tribes named after family entertainment. They are usually wealthy families or oligarchs in the four districts.
If the New Saint fails to find a satisfactory entertainment partner at the banquet, he will draw up a list of partners, usually the next generation of young heirs of the wealthy families or oligarchs in the four districts.
In the next few months or years, there will be one or more heirs in the cooperation list who are more powerful than their fathers. They will have the honor to bow their heads and kiss the ring of authority of His Majesty, and become guard dogs sleeping beside His Majesty's boots.
All the saints in the past have done this.
Although Saint Destiny said that there would be no grand banquet in the near future, some of the noble guests attending the banquet were still thinking about how to use the tea break on the first day of the banquet to meet His Majesty, and pushed their young heirs/youngest sons who were about the same age as His Majesty to the new Saint for a social greeting.
After all, the new Saint is so young, and the area he rules needs new blood and supplies more than any other Saint.
Since they cannot compete for the position of His Majesty's partner for the next ten years, it is equally beneficial for the heir to make himself familiar to His Majesty and wait for His Majesty to look favorably upon him twenty years from now.
Things initially developed as some guests expected.
After Saint Destiny announced the engagement, the banquet entered the mid-game tea break, and guests could get up and leave their seats and go to the activity area/smoking area/private living area/restroom to handle their needs.
His Excellency also walked down from the podium and whispered with the Western District Cat-Eyed Insect Tribe in the front hall of the banquet pool, and occasionally met with a few military insect tribes introduced by the Far East Chief.
After His Majesty has talked with the insect tribes of the factions that he is closest to, according to the records of His Majesty's appearances in the world, His Majesty's waiter (historical records show that he was a guardian or a ceremonial officer) will bring His Majesty's souvenirs into the crowd in the banquet hall, looking for the leader of a wealthy family in a district/the chief justice of a district/the warden of a prison planet in each district/some kind of technological oligarch and other big insects that His Majesty is about to cooperate with, hand over the souvenirs to them, and lead them to meet the Saint.
But this generation of His Holiness has a special background. His guardians are a group of pure combat military factions that have not yet begun to learn the cat's eye etiquette. The personal attendant who is brought to the Holy Feast is AKA the Far East General, a war maniac among the combat factions.
The tea break was almost halfway through, and the insect guests in the floating island banquet area had not received the summons from the new saint for a certain faction in a certain district.
They could only see through the Star Network live broadcast or from a distance that Saint Destiny was standing in the lobby of the lecture hall, chatting and laughing with several West District officials. Occasionally, a few familiar-looking Zerg would appear there.
Through the heated discussions on the Star Network, many guests on site quickly recognized that the non-military Zerg who were called over for a chat were all early partners of His Majesty.
The waiters who were supposed to issue an on-site meeting order for His Majesty, the group of Far Eastern guards dressed in black, always quietly surrounded His Majesty, standing straight, narrowing their beastly eyes, staring at any partner who walked into the front hall to chat with His Majesty.
The Far East Chief, who served as the Saint's personal attendant, briefly left during the tea break to socialize in the lounge where the military insect tribes gathered. His military dogs immediately took over the duties and continued to guard Saint Destiny. They stood by the Saint's side and in his shadow, never leaving his side.
A social distancing order for the new Saint? If the Saint doesn't take the initiative, these black dogs will just pretend that this unspoken rule doesn't exist.
Some of the wealthy guests at the scene who were full of thoughts:?
Some guests at the scene thought bitterly: It’s fine that they don’t summon a close entertainment partner in the near future, but why do they feel that they won’t summon a close partner in the future? Fate started with the military faction, and now they need the military faction’s combat capabilities to expand their rule area and curb the tide of aliens... They are really willing to spend a lot of money to please the military faction. Can the military faction have some ambition! Are they really going to let ACC follow the New Saint? If they don’t tie up more partners of other high-level military groups, they are not afraid that the New Saint will directly break away from the military faction after destroying a supernova!
Another group of guests at the scene thought: ACC is so shameless! They don’t even allow His Excellency to socialize with his subordinates! Their intention to usurp power should be too obvious!
The tea break ended quickly.
The guests in the floating island area consoled themselves that it was normal that there was no summons for the first round of tea break, after all, His Excellency still had many familiar partners to meet. They just had to wait for the second round of tea break, and the New Saint would definitely summon some of the guests on site during the second round of tea break!
"The process of today's banquet is almost over." This was the first sentence Shengge said when he took the podium next time.
Suddenly, the banquet venue was buzzed with a wave of puzzled voices: "What?" "Huh?" "This is not the historical tradition..." "This is only the first day!" "Even if there is no big banquet! You should also pay attention to other star regions..."
Shi Cunjin waited patiently for five seconds before making a downward gesture. The Wasp Army and the Far East Army patrolling the scene immediately fired their guns, and another round of fine mist mixed with medical sedatives and resin hormones fell, and the buzzing sounds at the scene were suddenly silenced.
The Star Network hot chat area was also full of dissatisfaction: [Wait? I (we) are also furious, why are only the Zerg at the scene allowed to spray the special spray! ]
On the podium, Shi Cunjin clapped his hands twice towards the microphone, and when most of the guests raised their heads in unison, he continued speaking.
"Whether I have had disagreements with some of you, I sincerely thank you for your courage, determination, and determination to risk your lives for this journey."
"Super-fast travel is extremely taxing on the bodies of some Zerg. The seven-day banquet will only worsen the injuries of some guests, causing irreversible disability and death." Shi Cunjin paused and his voice became a little softer. "It would be a pity if the lucky warriors who gambled on death and risk and crossed the star sea in the most dangerous period died in the long waiting and summoning time." Shi Cunjin blinked his eyelashes twice and said humorously, "Besides, there are three seats in the banquet."
There was a low, inarticulate rustling sound at the scene, and occasionally two sharp voices: "Sometimes, please don't be so fair!" "I (we) got the floating island banquet area by our own merit! You must pay attention to me, uh wow——!"
The scream was quickly silenced by the Wasp guards using their gun butts.
"Oh. Please be careful, my loud-voiced warrior, don't let the camera capture your face." The young saint, shining with silver light, chuckled at the right time: "Orthodox events come and go, and we need to deal with them in extraordinary times. Let's skip the cumbersome seven-day banquet. Compared with historical traditions, I care more about you living people."
The scene slowly fell into pure silence, but the StarNet exploded.
【This is not fair!!!】—Similar comments have been collapsed—
Eastern Star Network Hot Chat Area: [Which idiot in the Capital Alliance issued the Starport Blockade Order? ! I could have rushed to the Far East! ! ! @Star Force Official Website @Star Force Official Website I will definitely dig out your chief’s heart and intestines and the orders he received from his superiors! ! ] - Similar comments have been collapsed -
Other Star Network hot chat areas: [Not right, not right!] [Fate's tone... Is he going to do offline benefits again!!!] - Similar comments have been collapsed -
Under the StarNet lens.
His Excellency Yinhui on the podium lowered his eyes and said: "In order to express our sincere gratitude and concern, the guests attending the banquet today will have the opportunity to enjoy priority in all future applications for business cooperation, immigration, purchase of star real estate, and travel and tourism in the Far East."
Shi Cunjin paused, thinking of the female protagonist of "Colleagues" that had not been publicly recruited before, he said softly: "There is a little surprise that I almost forgot."
"The number of recruits for the female insect protagonist, Belis Luo, is also limited to the insects attending the banquet today." Shi Cunjin looked at the scene and said softly: "Respect, Zhixiao is afraid and has to make every effort to leap over the heart of death."
Banquet guests in District 3:?!
Star Network Hot Chat Area: […? ]
The Internet audience exploded.
There was a brief and enthusiastic burst of “Ohhhhhhh!!” from the three banquet areas.
Amidst the enthusiastic whistles, the shining saint clapped his hands twice towards the microphone held high in the audience and said, "Well, the feast is over now. Please enjoy the last dessert I have prepared for you."
On the podium, before the eyes of thousands, the silver-glorious Saint Destiny raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and said:
"You are welcome to witness an Ottoman past frozen in time."
In vain the white-gloved hand clenched—
In an instant, all the lights illuminating the banquet venue in Area 3, as well as the camera lights and night vision modes of the drones, were turned off, and the banquet venue and the Star Network live broadcast screen fell into darkness.
The darkness lasted only about 3 seconds, and before the scene fell into chaos, the dark environment shrouding the banquet area suddenly flashed with light.
The light spots jumped and increased in number, floating upwards in a regular pattern, and soon formed a mimicry of a backward-flowing galaxy above the banquet hall.
The audience at the scene and on the Star Network live broadcast soon discovered: "It's a holographic projection!"
[I was so jealous that I wanted to poison the audience. Isn't this the same way Fate Wynn played the candidate competition? ]
[The inferior species of the new era have appeared - referring to the bugs that have never snatched Fate's offline benefits. ]
In the darkness, a brilliant galaxy formed by holographic particles floated above the banquet area. Two seconds later, the brilliant and beautiful galaxy suddenly began to rush down in front of the audience! The flowing starlight suddenly transformed into a burst of soft and gradually bright warm light - the banquet area was synchronized with the ultra-real sound of flowing fountain water - the lighting effect of the holographic projection turned the falling galaxy into a gurgling fountain, and the stardust of the galaxy bounced and fell around, turning into the flourishing flowers of the summer palace.
In the darkness, a soft, trance-like baritone voice echoed along with the quiet sound of the spring water: "Teacher, I keep dreaming about him recently."
The first scene of the movie projected by holographic technology is a spring flower palace completely enveloped by the warm white light of summer.
In the movie, the bright white warm light illuminates the palace buildings full of blooming flowers, casting a layer of psychedelic white veil over this exquisite and magnificent building. The magnificent and solemn palace scene seems to have turned into a blurry old photo.
Then, the movie begins with a burst of ethereal pure music, and next to the hazy and beautiful palace garden fountain, the first person to appear is a female soldier in blue.
The female officer was wearing a ceremonial military uniform, with a neatly styled hairstyle, stars on her epaulettes, and a shining medal on her left chest. He held his military cap in one hand, lowered his head and nervously adjusted his ceremonial military cape that he had put in the pool.
The female soldier's standing posture was a little funny, with one of her military boots stepped into the fountain pool and the other standing outside the pool.
"But I can't remember what he looks like anymore," the voice in the movie whispered.
In the next shot, the female soldier in blue raised her head, and her face was just like the psychedelic beauty of Kasuga Palace, hazy and without distinct facial features.
The faceless female soldier in blue uniform was holding her military cap as she stood in the pool blankly, staring at the direction of the large screen. Drops of water from the pool were dripping from the corner of her military cape.
The pure music in the movie gradually fades away, the hazy scenes of old pornographic palaces become more and more blurred, the sound of dripping water becomes louder and louder, and finally the movie zooms in to capture a drop of water falling into the pool.
The next second, another drop of water fell into the spring.
The film's camera slowly pulls back and moves upward, shooting upward from the fountain pool, and a dark-haired gentleman in a bathrobe appears in the camera.
The slightly overexposed summer light fell from above, revealing every detail of the black-haired man's face. His skin was so white and transparent that even the capillaries were visible. His expression was calm, but there were two tear marks on his face.
"——Tick." Another sound of falling water was heard.
A small teardrop hanging on the tip of the black-haired girl's eyelash fell into the spring.
The black-haired gentleman sat by the flowerbed and said to the officer of etiquette behind him, "It's really strange, isn't it? I don't even remember what he looks like."
The etiquette officer bowed his head and said respectfully: "The starship to the transit star is ready. Do you want to sleep a little longer or set off today?"
At this moment, the camera slowly pushes forward to take a close-up of the black-haired gentleman's profile.
A few strands of wet black hair were tangled and clung to his face. He lowered his head, and his robe was a little loose, revealing a section of his slender white neck. However, on both sides of his cheeks, there were some bright red bloodshot hairs. There was a little red on the tip of his nose, and the thin skin around his eyes was red as if it had been stained by flower juice. There were some small drops of water on his chin, which were not sure whether they were sweat or tears.
——Even the Zerg who had no experience in fighting or physiological common sense could tell at a glance that even though the curtain-bearing Excellency had a calm expression and sat elegantly as if he were sitting at a conference table, a few seconds ago, the black-haired Excellency must have cried bitterly, releasing a lot of emotions... like a flower that blooms vigorously and is not afraid of decay.
As long as the audience saw Carol's neck, bloodshot face, red eyes and drooping eyelashes, they could vaguely understand that Carol's love was such a flower.
In the movie screen.
The black-haired minister closed his eyes. The tips of his curled eyelashes looked like the tips of fallen leaves, and a tear hanging on the tips of his eyelashes was shaken off.
"Leave today."
At the same second, the background sound of the movie was a sound of water drops: "Tick-tock."
The black-haired gentleman said coldly: "I have had enough of these emotional residues."
——
“Ooooh!??”
"Oh my god, you deserve to die, Lee Tara Jones!!! You tortured my lady Carol for so long!!"
"It's that scene! The memory fragment where Mr. Carol decided to come out of it completely!"
"They actually started filming from the middle? Isn't the trailer from Fate Wynn's perspective?"
"I am so touched!! Finally it is not Fate·Idiot·Wien who is opening the screen!!!"
The scene was silent for a few seconds, and then a heated discussion broke out.
The Star Network hot chat area was suddenly flooded with a strong collective message: [The Kagaku-ryu Li Tara School!!! Rebirth!!!]