Chapter 582 The Big Bell Rings
On the starship, Blanche walked carefully on the bridge square. At her feet were corpses covered with cloth, including those of her own armed personnel and dead members of the Inquisition.
Like the heroine in the script, she held a golden ten-pointed star in her hand, prayed for the dead, and sang a sad requiem for them.
On one side of the square, hundreds of soldiers in black exoskeleton armor stood upright and watched the scene quietly.
After the end, the bodies were sent to the incinerator for cremation, and their ashes would be preserved.
Although the two sides fought a great battle, the people present still had a little respect for the dead members of the Inquisition. No matter what, in this gradually corrupt country, they still retained their lofty beliefs, safeguarding the collective of the Federation and the superficial justice, so that the corrupt senior officials were a little cautious and did not dare to go too far.
But they were just brake pads. As long as the Inquisition could not change those who sat in the seats of parliamentarians, the stench that was emanating from them would sooner or later be covered up.
In the battle of wits and courage with the Tribunal, many members of parliament have developed new methods of corruption, gradually encroaching on national interests through "legal" means. If you want to update the constitution and laws to stop this phenomenon, you have to be enemies with most of the vested interest groups, which requires great courage and strength.
Unfortunately, since the Federation lacked a singer above the Sunday level, there is no such political strongman who can unify opinions and vigorously promote reform policies.
The Federal Parliament without a central backbone is just a group of people arguing for their own interests. No one can convince anyone. Even if you are willing to realize your ambitions, you cannot change the situation and can only watch everything rot.
After the mourning ended, Blanche returned to the room, took a short nap, sat up, and came to the meeting room next to her. There were already two parties waiting for her here. One side was the mysterious cult members, led by the new "Seven Virtues", and the other side was the young and strong faction in the army, led by several young officers such as Yade.
The atmosphere was somewhat dull and depressing. Although they had made the decision, facing the giant Federation, no one dared to say that they could succeed, and they were under great mental pressure.
"What are your plans for the next step?" Blanche asked the young military officers present.
"We have arranged for the starship to move north, first enter the uninhabited star system, and then turn to the northwest region."
"This plan is problematic." Another of the Seven Virtues, Generosity, spoke up. He was burly and strong, and the white hooded cloak could not hide his figure at all.
"We must move directly to the western star region, and we must reach the Sharpnose Shark Star Region within 2 days." He rested his hands on the table, and his voice was steady and powerful.
"You don't understand the Federation's control methods. After all, there has been peace for more than 400 years, and many people don't remember it."
"If they determine that Miss Blanche is a traitor, the Federation can issue an emergency order to cut off the entire Western Star Region's external routes. At that time, we can't go there even if we want to."
"Is this... really possible? The entire Western Star Region is a route for hundreds of millions of spaceships and starships every day, stretching for thousands of light years." A young officer smacked his lips.
"So, you still know too little." This "generous" shook his head.
"Think about it carefully. If there were no such means, the Federation could directly raid the opponent's rear nest during the civil war and easily destroy the industrial base. You must know that at the beginning of the civil war, the Federation's western military had an advantage. If they could do it, they would have done it long ago."
"It must be said that in order to maintain stability, the Federation has erased many historical details. Many records are not circulated on the Internet at all, and now your channels for obtaining information are almost entirely dependent on the Internet."
"If that's the case, then our plan must be changed." Yade thought.
"However, if we directly cross the central star field and head towards the western star field, our starship cannot report to the route center. If we are discovered in the middle, the consequences we will face are unimaginable." Yade frowned.
"It seems that you are really a 'small number' of radicals..." After listening to this, 'Generous' showed a little contempt in his eyes and stopped talking.
The conference room was silent for more than ten seconds, and another Seven Virtues 'Hope' walked in. She first bowed and saluted, and then came to Blanche's side.
"Miss Blanche, can you come for a while? At this time, we need your strength." Her words made Yade and others on the side feel dissatisfied, because they were not notified of this matter at all.
Just as they were about to stand up and block 'Hope' in front of Guier, 'Generous' on the opposite side called them.
"Sit down, don't you understand, at this time we can only rely on Miss Blanche to contact the real big shots in the Western Star Field."
Just like 'Generous' said, they were actually only the radical young military in the Western Star Field, and had no contact with the big shots and high-level power holders behind the scenes in many Western Star Fields.
"I..." Yade suppressed his anger in his heart, but still forced himself to endure it. In any case, now was not the time to get angry. He could only blame himself for not being strong enough to make the other party respect him.
Blanche saw that their discussion was over, stood up, followed 'Hope' Laguier out of the conference room, and came to a special room in the starship. There was a special immersion cabin in the room. It was luxurious in specifications, mainly white, and decorated with candlestick-like parts
. It stood on the five steps at an angle, like a huge holy coffin, and the back was connected to thick data cables and equipment. "This is the 'Holy Throne', a product of the Holy White Melody. It is rare in the Federation. Its function is to protect your consciousness and enter the Sea of Aijieka to gain the ability to communicate and inspire across the galaxy." Compared with ordinary immersion cabins, this creation has far more than dozens of times the power. Even ordinary unskilled extraordinary people can travel safely in the Aijieka space without the help of the Internet.
Before the construction of the Aijaka network that runs through the Federation, similar Holy Seats were the mainstream means of superluminal communication and information dissemination. After the Aijaka network was built, such means were gradually replaced and disappeared from the vision of ordinary people.
"What should I do?" Blanche walked towards the instrument step by step. At this time, there was no way out. She could only ask the other party for the next method.
"After you lie down, I will activate the Holy Seat and then connect to the Western Star Region thousands of light years away. At that time, you will be able to meet several real big figures in the Western Star Region."
"Then your task is to tell them the current situation and let them support your decision."
"Just tell them, will they support it?"
"Yes, because they actually have no choice. If you are arrested by the Tribunal, there will be no second hope in the Western Star Region for nearly a hundred years." As the 'hope' among the seven virtues, Laguier understood this power better than anyone else.
"I understand." Blanche lay down in the immersion cabin.
The hatch slowly closed, and through the transparent glass cover, the girl with long chestnut-gold hair inside could be seen slowly falling asleep. Then the candlesticks around the Holy Throne lit up one by one, and strange ripples continued to spread from the candlestick light points, as if softening the surrounding space, allowing it to overlap with the Sea of Eka step by step, and gradually enter the high-dimensional universe.
In response, Laguier also clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed. With her prayers, the shaking and dizziness in the surrounding space slowly stabilized, and the entire connection process became safer.
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As if she had been dreaming for a long time, when Blanche woke up again, she found herself sitting in a silent palace, with a cold graystone chair setting off her, and the palace was extremely dim, with darkness all around.
At some point, a few candles lit up in this palace, and where each candle lit up, a similar stone chair appeared, and a vague figure sitting on the chair.
As if receiving some kind of notice, candlesticks lit up one after another, and stone chairs appeared in this cold palace. In the end, there were 397 stone chairs standing, and a vague figure sat on each chair.
Although Blanche could not see the faces of these people, she could clearly perceive the consciousness or soul of these figures. Because she was in the Aijaka space, her natural ability as a singer was even more pure and powerful, and was not blocked or disturbed by the power of reality.
"It's been four hundred years, and I didn't expect to see such a grand gathering again." An old voice sounded, it came from a stone chair in front, where a hunched old man sat.
"Although it was very sudden, I think that Lady Blanche convened this meeting not just to meet us. Please be quiet and listen to Lady Blanche's speech." He spoke again, and the members in the hall fell silent.
It was as if countless sights and consciousnesses were focusing on her. When she was in the state of soul consciousness, this perception was particularly obvious, which made Blanche feel deeply pressured. The people sitting there were not only the rulers of the Western Star Region, but also the master-level leaders of Sequence 7. She could even vaguely sense several top-level extraordinary people of Sequence 8. If the people present had not been very restrained, these surging spiritual consciousnesses alone would have shocked Blanche and made her dizzy and unconscious.
Among the several singers of the same age, her strength was the weakest. She was only Sequence 5 now, far inferior to geniuses like Tilan and Orles.
"I..." Blanche took a deep breath.
"I am now staying in the starship prepared by the film and television company. The members of the Inquisition beside me have been cleared. Now I hope to return to the Western Star Region and need your help."
She did not say why she did this, but the people present did not need her to explain, and they could understand the meaning behind it.
"Have you really made up your mind? In fact, we don't want to force you so eagerly."
The reason why they did not help when Yade and others contacted Blanche, and did not save the arrested members, is because these real people in power know that it is far from the right time and Blanche is too young. They dare not bet rashly. You must know that this is not a simple protest. If it goes wrong, it will be a real civil war, a war that will only end with the death of hundreds of millions or even tens of billions of people. Once they lose again, countless people will be buried with them.
The problems within the Federation are not just in the Northwest Star Region, there are many other problems. The current financial crisis has forced many major forces in the Central Star Region to fight internally, and the real behind-the-scenes figures in the Western Star Region can see it clearly.
Although the western star region is also barren and poor, it is precisely because of poverty that they are very united and there are no major problems within. If it drags on, the central star region will definitely have problems first. At that time, they will welcome Blanche back, and with this singer as the center, they will gather representatives from various western star regions to discuss the way out. This is the safest, least risky, and most feasible method.
However, the radical young people who could not bear it could not see the plan behind it and rashly interfered. Coupled with the instigation of the cult, it led to today's situation.
Some sighs and regrets spread in the hall, but the leading stone chair fell heavily, and the spreading impact ripples were like a tsunami in the spiritual world, which made many people present feel cold all over, and then shut their mouths.
"Silence." The figure sitting on the stone chair was very tall, and his overflowing breath seemed to be substantial. Just the soul consciousness was like a towering mountain, making people feel like they needed to look up.
Marduk, the 'Head of the Angry Serpents', is a rare master figure of the Dragon Sequence 8 in the Western Star Region. He is the leader of the 'Thunderstorm Angry Serpents' faction, the honorary principal of the 'Seven Rings Mountain' academy, and the mentor of many master-level figures. He has a strong influence and voice in many Western star regions.
"I don't care what you think now. Since Lady Blanche has made a decision, we should not interfere." His eyes seemed to have lightning flashing, sweeping across the entire audience, making the figure being watched feel a mental tremor and oppression.
"I also agree with Lord Angry Serpent." Another figure also stood up. Although his figure was not as tall as Marduk, he was dressed neatly. Even with his ideology, the whole figure was extremely clear. He was wearing a neat black dress.
'Black Dress' Socas, also a master figure of the Withered Sequence 8, is also the chairman of the 'Black Dove Trade Alliance'. The organization includes many manufacturers of advanced products in the Western Star Region and is the only precious fruit in the Western Star Region. With the help of the power of the organization, many companies within it have retained their assets and patents and have not been acquired and swallowed up by powerful giants in the Central Star Region.
"It's impossible to feed the food into our mouths every time. This is fate. We need to fight for it ourselves." Another man in a blue and white trench coat stood up.
'Inscription Blue Bell' Haynes, a rare Tide Sequence 8, is the leader of the 'Holy Blue Cross Sect'. The faction suffered a major blow 400 years ago and has only slowly recovered in the past 100 years. Haynes has led the faction to glory. Now there are branches in many star fields in the west. There are about 20 masters in the faction. It is the faction with the most master-level extraordinary people in the western star fields.
With the support of three powerful top-level masters, the voices of opposition on the scene were suppressed immediately, and the people who were originally wavering also stabilized.
The opinions of the crowd gradually unified, and then the old figure sitting in the front row spoke again.
"Since no one objects, let's discuss the next plan."
"First, we need to bring back Lady Blanche. I'll leave this to General Gain." He looked at a stone chair on the scene, where a man in military uniform sat without saying a word.
After a few seconds of silence, the other party stood up.
"I can only say I will do my best."
"We believe in you." The old voice continued.
"This concerns the fate of the 27 star regions in the west for the next hundred years."
"Oh, you don't need to tell me the importance of this at this time." The other party pulled down the brim of his hat and sat down again.
Then the old figure turned around with a cane and looked at the people in the hall.
"Everyone should do their best to prepare. When Lady Blanche returns to the western star region, it will be the moment for us to face the federal force."
"The opportunity is fleeting. We will not have a second chance. If you have any trump cards, use them all."
"I hope that in ten days, I can see the color changes of all the western star regions on the star map."
"No matter what happened in the past, the judgment of fate has come again. This time we can only go all out to seize the opportunity and fight for a brand new future."
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"The bells are ringing, there is no escape." The ancient motto was whispered by those present.
(End of this chapter)
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