Chapter 726 The Tracks of the Chariot
"That is to say, Orles and Tilan are still alive."
In the empty hall, a blonde woman sat on a straight throne, listening to the report of the person in front of her. Behind her was a golden mural about a hundred meters high, in which a beautiful sun was outlined with gilded silk threads, which was solemn and sacred as a whole.
"Yes, Your Majesty Blanche." The person reporting answered respectfully.
"It's a good thing that they are alive."
Blanche now is very different from her past image. She is wearing a long dress with white gauze and gold threads. There is a kind of sun mark that burns the heart between her eyebrows. There are also golden branches and veins on her arms, and the faint light flows in them, symbolizing the huge gap between her and ordinary people.
Six years have passed since the conflict and civil war between the western and central parts of the Federation. Although the western star region is still under the Federation, it is actually a country within a country, with a clear border line. There are restrictions and inspections on entering and leaving other areas of the Federation, and trade items are similar to imports and exports.
After the war, the federal central government made compensatory compensation to governments at all levels in the Western Star Region, and exempted the licensing fees for the use of major patents in the Western Star Region for the next 50 years. The losses of giant companies with patents were offset by federal tax exemptions.
Fifty years can change a lot of things, especially with the current situation of the federation, whether it can have fifty years of stability is another matter.
After finishing the questioning, Blanche asked the people in front of her to withdraw, and then the hall returned to silence again.
In the past six years, thanks to the efficient governance of the new government and the fair and clear business environment, the economy of the Western Star Region has developed rapidly, and the living conditions of residents in various regions have been improved to varying degrees, which can be described as thriving. These achievements have made Blanche's position in the Western Star Region more stable, the 27 star regions in the star region have united as one, and many people have rekindled their hopes and actively devoted themselves to various industries.
In the eyes of many people, this will be the beginning of a glorious era, everything is moving forward steadily, and a bright future is also beckoning.
However, the upper echelons of the Western Star Region knew that Lady Blanche was not so happy, or rather, she had a faint sense of sadness for parting. This was not an illusion, but the emotions of the songstress would unconsciously affect the people around her, especially the more powerful the songstress was, the deeper the influence would be.
For this reason, in the past two years, Blanche gradually reduced the frequency of appearing in the public eye, and more often just listened to everyone's reports and discussions, and occasionally made decisions.
A glorious era, but unfortunately, I don't have much time left.
Blanche raised her wrist slightly, looking at the faint golden veins on the skin under her wrist, her eyes slightly closed and then opened, a golden seed sprouted out of thin air on the ground in front of her, and then grew, and then grew into a small branch one meter high, and one of the branches bloomed a delicate flower, and then produced a pale golden fruit, until finally, the golden apple fell and was held in Blanche's hand.
As a singer followed by trillions of people, she is now vaguely similar to a god, with powers and strength that ordinary people can hardly imagine. She can descend on any planet in the Western Star Region with her thoughts, peek at the people and things there, and can easily mobilize countless troops to rectify any gray corners in the Western Star Region that are not exposed to the light. As long as she sits on the throne, there are no secrets in the entire Western Star Region, and various laws and policies can be promoted with the highest efficiency.
The Federation with a Sunday-level singer sitting in the seat and the Federation without a singer sitting in the seat are completely different forms. The former can plow the entire galaxy step by step and create the sixth era under an extremely disadvantaged start, while the latter can only watch the huge galactic civilization slowly stagnate and degenerate.
Managing such a huge territory and population is an extremely difficult task. It requires not only a wise and powerful leader, reliable and loyal executors at all levels, but also educated citizens with basic qualities, fair judicial institutions, etc. Generally speaking, if one of these is done well, it is a good example in history, and when the country becomes larger and larger, the requirements will only increase.
The "Original Heart" faction in the twilight era foresaw this result, believing that any system and policy will eventually have a limit, and this limit will come quickly and cannot be solved. The exponentially increasing population will sooner or later burst this framework.
Entering the Star Sea era, the first thing to solve is how to make trillions, tens of trillions, hundreds of trillions, and hundreds of trillions of citizens have a unified recognition and sense of belonging, especially across thousands of light years, tens of thousands of light years, and people who have not seen each other for almost hundreds of years, so that they have a common thinking and ideas.
In the early days of the Federation, the population of the entire country was only tens of billions. In a thousand years, the population of the Federation actually expanded nearly a hundred times. This was the result of the stagnation of the population due to the war and economic decline in the middle. If it follows the initial development trend, the current Federation should have hundreds of trillions of people to be reasonable.
With the expansion of population, it will bring rapid economic development in the early stage, but soon the imbalance of economic development will bring about a huge gap between the rich and the poor, and finally lead to internal disharmony.
Although nominally all citizens of the Federation, the rich and the poor may live completely different lives like two parallel lines that never intersect, and once gene editing technology is opened, the rich will become even better, until the two groups become different races with reproductive isolation.
Among the senior officials of the Federation of all generations, there are many visionary leaders and singers who can sense this slowly approaching crisis, but any idealist will feel desperate pressure to solve the extremely complex and intertwined interest groups that are spread across hundreds of star fields and trillions of different groups. This is not a problem that mortals can solve, and they can only delay and maintain it until the emergence of the second-generation color-level singer Amyulalin, who relied on the civil war to clear the past Federation, and re-enter the battle with new vitality.
However, four hundred years have passed since the era of Amyulalin, and everything seems to have come back again. Past problems are still sprouting, the gap between the rich and the poor is widening, and the imbalance within civilization has caused various social problems. Citizens' trust in the Federation is also declining, which finally prompted the current division.
Yes, the actions of the Western Star Region shook the foundation of the Federal Central Government, but in the subsequent negotiations, other star regions and star fields in various places also played a role in fueling the situation. Why are the star region governors and local group forces unwilling to continue to support the decision and rule of the Central Council? It is probably because everyone is dissatisfied with the current situation.
Many people believe that it is the financial extraction and resource absorption of the Central Council that has caused their own poverty, and many people in the Federal Central Star Region also believe that too much unnecessary support and assistance expenditure has caused the tax revenue of the Central Star Region to be not used on its own citizens, but thrown to the unfilled hole outside, raising a group of lazy people who only know how to eat relief.
In the end, they broke up and everyone lived their own lives.
As six years passed, things did not get better as everyone thought. Except for the Western Star Region with a new government, new policies and the strong promotion of the Diva, which has greatly improved, other star regions have experienced economic decline. The rise of trade protectionism has caused many cross-star enterprises to go bankrupt, and many originally stable industries have been forced to readjust their plans. The market segmentation and political instability have caused the investment willingness of all parties to continue to decline.
At this time, even if someone wants to restore the situation to the past, it is not feasible. The current mainstream public opinion is that the past was not thorough enough, and a complete reform is needed to break the inherent shackles in order to usher in new vitality.
It is also in these years that various emerging and ancient thoughts and theories have become active and popular again, and openly appeared on many platforms and forums, and discussed openly and secretly. Some local star regions have also taken an ambiguous attitude towards these thoughts and speeches. They have not completely suppressed and cleaned them up, but allowed them to develop. Perhaps many authorities are also hesitating and looking for possible ways out.
"Turbulent years..." Blanche slowly closed her eyes and murmured these words.
Her life has entered the countdown, and there are more than three years left. It is necessary to start arranging her funeral.
In the past few years, the Western Star Region has conducted several large-scale screenings of the qualifications of the singers, with the aim of finding a singer who can take her place as soon as possible, so that the Western Star Region can get through the next stage.
But fate is sometimes like playing hide-and-seek. It is normal for a few more divas to appear in such a large population base in the Western Star Region, but in the past few years, no new divas have appeared, which casts a shadow on Blanche's heart.
She has gradually become indifferent to death and accepted it, but if the situation she and the people of the Western Star Region have paid a huge price to create is ruined because there is no successor diva, it is really hard for her to accept.
If she can't find a suitable successor until she dies, then she can only choose another plan in the end, and ask that former classmate and friend for help. At least among all the divas she knows, only that figure can let her hand over everything with confidence.
Change without change, this is all she can do in the end.
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Central star region, Molten Star Region, Vulcan-K1793 residence planet.
A shuttle broke into the atmosphere from the vast starry sky. With the vibration of the fuselage and the long crimson tail, the shuttle passed through the white clouds and entered the stable atmosphere.
The speed of the shuttle gradually slowed down, and the passengers sitting in the cabin could also see the scenery below through the window.
The blue sea filled the field of vision, and then there was the junction of the sea and the black land in the distance. There was white smoke all year round. The high-temperature lava met the sea water, and the water vapor brought up continued to rise into the sky, forming obscuring white clouds.
The shuttle swooped over the sea and continued to move along the coastline until the white smoke and black soil in the field of vision gradually faded, and the green hillsides and sea cliffs gradually appeared.
Half an hour later, the shuttle landed in a white building by the sea. The scenery here is pleasant. The white marble building is like a sliced loaf of bread, standing on a flat open space on the cliff.
After stopping, the shuttle opened, and a group of security personnel first walked down to check the surrounding environment. Then a girl with short caramel hair walked out. She wore tea-red sunglasses and held a small ruby cane.
"We're here, Master Pulin Coco." After walking out of the shuttle, the accompanying personnel reported.
"The scenery here is very special." Pulin recalled the volcanoes and hot land he saw on the way.
"Yes, this planet is rich in special 'molten crystals', which are essential spiritual medicine materials for some senior job agencies to advance. There are also several powerful alchemy workshops in the area."
"It seems that there is no shortage of places to go during this period." As he said, Pulin took off his tea-red sunglasses and smiled inexplicably.
"Please go this way, Lady Pulinkoko. This manor belongs to the Phoenix Enterprises. It is their private property and is used for vacations by some high-level people. However, they have now handed it over to us for use and will not take it back for several years."
"I see. It is the enterprise of that red-haired guy. He wanted to invite me to dinner last time, but unfortunately I don't like his type." Pulinkoko flicked the sunglasses between her fingers and threw them into the air, letting the entourage behind her catch them and carefully put them away.
"Let's go and take a look inside first." She walked straight to the white marble building opposite the helipad.
"I heard that many architects and artists were invited when this place was built." As she walked, she looked at the appearance of the building.
"It looks quite round and simple, without the kind of fancy style."
After entering the interior of the white building, she walked along the corridors and stairs one by one, commenting from time to time, occasionally talking about the extravagance of the builder of this manor, and occasionally commenting on the old-fashioned decorations. This continued until it was getting dark, and then she had a dinner in the central hall and enjoyed the gorgeous dinner provided by the attendants.
After the ceremony, Pulin took a bath in the large bathtub in the building. After enjoying it comfortably, she stood up and asked the maids beside her to help her put on her clothes.
"Don't you need pajamas, Master Pulin?" The accompanying maid was surprised.
"Yes, dress me in formal clothes, that red and white satin dress."
"Yes, Master." Then the maids took out a dress as gorgeous as a princess and put it on Pulin carefully.
Holding the ruby scepter in her hand and turning it slightly, Pulin looked at herself in the mirror and was quite satisfied.
"Let's go, follow me to the underground ruins."
"Yes."
At this time, the entire manor was also under martial law. The large light-shielding curtain slowly rose, and red-robed guards stood on guard in each corridor and checkpoint in the white building.
The closed entrance underground slowly opened, and then a wave of heat spread out.
Pulin looked at the passage covered with red prismatic gems in front of her, nodded slightly, and then led the red-robed priests along the passage to the underground.
According to historical records, there is a passage leading directly to the underground of the volcano, where there are abundant "molten crystals", and the Aigeka particles in the environment have been gradually transformed into magic particles carrying special flame concepts after long-term immersion in the "molten crystals".
Such a special environment can greatly help certain professions that practice fire-related skills when they are promoted, which is why Pulin came here.
The red-robed priests following her are also from the famous "Red Death Sect". They are all extraordinary people who practice fire and master many special ritual secrets.
In the increasingly turbulent situation, not only Pulin herself, but also the forces behind her are very eager for Pulin to be promoted as soon as possible. Whether it is the extraordinary sequence or the singer level, in fact, the two are often mutually reinforcing. Extraordinary people of high sequence level can bear greater mental loads, and high-level singers can also easily obtain stronger magic essence and powerful mental control.
Although the Central Star Region is now dominated by the "White Rose Harp" Ewen Qilin, who controls everything, Ewen Qilin's own personality, her inaction and slow attitude have also made more and more radical factions dissatisfied. If Pulin Koko can successfully advance this time and make her singer rank enter the full moon level, many groups that support Ewen Qilin now will change their ways and support her to dominate the entire Central Star Region.
The flames have been lit, the chariots have also appeared, and everything will continue to move towards the end of the world until death.
(End of this chapter)
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