Military headquarters building.
"Captain Zhen, here we come."
Hearing the footsteps, Wang Zijing looked up from behind the desk and greeted the figure at the door in a faint tone.
Zhen Miaomiao, wearing a long black windbreaker, walked into the office casually, with a cold look and no emotion in her eyes as she said "hmm".
"You called me here so urgently, is there something wrong?"
She raised her eyes to glance at Wang Zijing who was sitting behind the table. He looked calm and composed and didn't look anxious at all.
"The Ji family is holding a high-level meeting at the base tonight to discuss the development of the base." Wang Zijing stood up slowly, his lips curled up, and his tone was full of coldness.
Zhen Miaomiao's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard this.
Is this a direct way to seize power?!
This is a direct notice saying that a meeting will be held. Sending a notice to the military about the meeting is equivalent to slapping the military in the face.
She asked, "What happened in the Ji family?"
If nothing happened, the Ji family's attitude would not have changed so quickly in such a short period of time.
"It's the army. The team encountered a high-level psychic zombie while on a mission two days ago. The Ji family must have heard the news." Wang Zijing's expression was unusually serious as he spoke.
Zhen Miaomiao was standing there casually, but when she heard the term "high-level spirit zombie," she was stunned. Then a dark light flashed in her eyes. Could this be the high-level spirit zombie that attacked City S?!
"What's wrong?"
Seeing her lowered eyes with an unclear expression, Wang Zijing asked.
Zhen Miaomiao's lips curled up casually when she heard that. "Nothing. I just wanted to see what these people were going to do later."
Wang Zijing glanced at her and said, "There will be a meeting later. Come with me and you will know!"
"I'll go, it's not appropriate."
Although she is also a member of the military, she is not a high-ranking official.
"Ji Sui is going too. There's nothing wrong with you going." Wang Zijing threw out another piece of news, and regardless of Zhen Miaomiao's reaction, he reminded her, "It's almost time, let's go."
…
The meeting place is upstairs in the mission hall.
It was Zhen Miaomiao's first time here. After the two of them went upstairs, she saw that it was a very spacious conference room with an enlarged round conference table in the middle.
The military and government personnel sat on both sides of the conference table in tacit understanding, and soon the seats were filled up one after another.
Zhen Miaomiao followed Wang Zijing and sat in the seat further back on the lower left, while the middle seat was left empty.
Until a moment later.
An old man in military uniform and two men dressed as politicians walked in.
"General Wang, please sit down." The middle-aged politician said respectfully to the old man in military uniform.
The old man in military uniform, known as General Wang, walked slowly into the first seat.
The middle-aged politician in a suit sat in the seat on the right, while the young politician sitting next to him had a defiant look in his eyes and a faint sense of oppression around him.
Judging from this aura, Zhen Miaomiao knew that this person was probably Ji Sui.
While Zhen Miaomiao was looking at others, Ji Sui also glanced at her. Among the group of senior executives at the conference table, the girl in black clothes who looked out of place was also conspicuous.
Seeing that everyone was present, the middle-aged politician stood up and announced the official start of the meeting.
"...I've invited everyone here this time because I want you to consider my proposal. The direction of our base needs to change. The emergence and rise of people with special abilities must be taken seriously. We should give young people a chance and give capable young people the right to speak..."
The people on the military side all had unhappy faces as they watched this middle-aged politician stand up from his seat and speak wildly and eloquently until he finally came to the end.
"Wait a moment."
Finally, someone from the military couldn't help it and stood up to interrupt the middle-aged politician who was speaking incessantly.
"Ji Xiangli, just tell me what you want to do by having this meeting today. Stop pretending."
The person who spoke was a big man with a hot temper. His hand was wrapped in a bloody bandage, but his voice was very loud, drowning out the previous speech.
The atmosphere in the conference hall was silent for a moment.
After a moment, the middle-aged politician, Ji Xiangli, smiled kindly.
"Old Feng, don't get so excited if your injury hasn't healed yet. I'm just offering a suggestion." He glanced at the arm of the man who had risen, as if to remind him, "In today's world, all species are evolving. We can no longer rely on ordinary people. If we want to change the status quo and consider the future of mankind, we need to face the current situation squarely and not let some people sacrifice in vain."
The big man called Lao Feng looked at the wound on his arm, a trace of pain and gloom flashed in his expression. He glanced at Ji Xiangli who said this and sat down.
Zhen Miaomiao glanced at Wang Zijing next to her, and seeing that he had no expression on his face, she raised her eyebrows slightly and sat down to continue watching the show.
Ji Xiangli straightened his suit, seemingly unwilling to drag out the slow process any longer. He simply got straight to the point, saying, "I've invited General Wang and all of you here today specifically because I hope you'll make some changes to the base I just mentioned. What are your opinions?"
What's the opinion?!
Everyone understood that the point he had just made was nothing more than giving up his position, nothing more than power, giving up his position to someone with special abilities. He spoke of it as righteous, but in fact, he was only referring to his son Ji Sui.
"That makes sense. We can't go on like this."
"We still need people with special abilities. The loss of ordinary people is too great."
"It's time to change the base's policy..."
The military generals on the field remained silent, but the politicians on the other side echoed their opinions, and the scene was quite lively.
"Oh!"
A cold laugh interrupted the lively atmosphere. Zhang Zijing stood up and said coldly, "I wonder who Mr. Ji wants to recommend to take on this important task?"
The crowd that had been discussing the matter fell silent. At this moment, Ji Sui, who was standing beside Ji Xiangli, stood up and said in a proud tone, "It's me. I, Ji Sui, would like to recommend myself and take on this important task."
After he finished speaking, he swept his gaze across the entire room and continued, "Commander Wang, the situation now is different from before. I believe you are well aware of how dire the situation outside is. Ordinary people, even if they have weapons, are nothing more than cannon fodder. In this situation, I, Ji Sui, want to step forward and lead everyone to fight for a better future."
“Pah pah pah!!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiangli led the applause with a proud look on his face, and a round of applause rang out in the venue.
"Master Ji, this is a good idea, but it's a pity that he is not good enough."
Zhang Zijing's extremely depressing words interrupted the cheerful atmosphere of the group.
The defiant look on Ji Sui's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he spoke with a cold tone: "Commander Wang, you are refusing to accept my toast. I'm giving you face, and you're going to go to heaven."
As soon as these words were spoken, both sides completely tore off their masks.
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