Chapter 68
Unfortunately, Jiang Zhiming disappeared so completely that Yu Xie was ultimately unable to find his body.
So the Insect Emperor urgently recalled Fu Qing and Yu Xie, leaving only Winston to handle the final competition and aftermath of the training star.
In the last few days of the training period, the military ranked the recruits based on the number and importance of mutant clues they found, and integrated the results of daily training and simulated battles into the finals. 100 female soldiers were selected based on the comprehensive results.
Although these 100 female soldiers still have fresh wounds from the bug monster incident, this sudden experience has indeed left a deep impression on their lives.
Now, each of them stands tall and looks vigorous, just like a young beast just entering the world, determined to show off their femininity in the joint military exercise.
The warship heading to the joint military exercise planet is ready to go, and all the female soldiers are already in place, sitting in a row in the cabin.
Paddy felt a little panicked. He swallowed and said, "Do you think we can win?"
"Of course we can!" Monroe grinned, "The senior imperial military ladies in previous years all won, so we certainly can't lose!"
"That's right!" Jacob clapped his hands. "Our instructor said that he will give us a reward after we win the competition! I don't know how many star coins it is. It's great. In addition to subsidies, we can also get rewards from the instructor. Don't you think so, Allen?"
Allen had a blank expression on his face and his eyes were tightly closed. He didn't want to pay any attention to his money-grubbing childhood friend.
Zakari pretended not to hear and muttered to himself, "I wonder if they can serve grilled wings in the joint military exercise... maybe they can?"
The warships of the military women flew farther and farther away.
However, arriving earlier than them were the exclusive spaceships of high-level representatives from various empires.
The media have surrounded the parking area in three layers inside and outside. Those at the front are basically the most experienced and established media, with sharp words and quick articles. They are all determined to dig up big news today.
It's a pity that Nolifran is the host and has already stationed on the combat planet. They didn't even see the hair of the Insect Emperor or Lieutenant General Fu and Mr. Yu Xie. Otherwise, they would have to talk a lot about the Nolifran training planet this time.
well.
The first country to arrive at the actual combat planet was the Sanchar Empire, which had a close relationship with Nolifran.
The Sanchar Empire is a tribe of luminous insects. All insects will comb their silver hair into a waist-length braid. When they are extremely emotional, the ends of their hair will occasionally emit a faint glow, which is very beautiful.
However, this insect tribe is gentle by nature, kind to insects, and has little emotional fluctuation. The third prince of the empire who attended this event is the next priest who is famous for his good temper.
Therefore, many netizens were secretly disappointed, thinking: Although this prince appeared in front of the insects for the first time, with his temper and upbringing, they might not be able to see the beautiful sight of the glowing hair ends of the luminous insects.
What a pity.
His Royal Highness Lan Anli, the prince of the Sanchar Empire, was wearing a light green military uniform with imperial characteristics, and his temperament was as pure as a pool of clear spring water.
He has fair skin and delicate features. He waved to the media with a pair of ice-blue eyes and smiled in a shy, cute, and amiable way.
Lan Anli lowered his voice and said to the official behind him nervously: "Uncle Chief, is my performance okay?"
"Your Highness has done very well."
The Chief of Army wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and thought, "As long as you can control your emotions and not show off so easily, we, the accompanying officials, will be thankful."
I hope it's okay...
Lan Anli heaved a sigh of relief, tightened the hair accessories on his braid, and walked down the stairs step by step. He thought to himself that he must control his embarrassment, because it would be really embarrassing if the media took pictures of his hair being messy and shiny.
Thinking of this, Lan Anli felt so embarrassed that she wanted to glow.
Just as the media finished filming the little prince attending his first joint military exercise, General Rockefeller, the representative of the Havehol Empire, arrived.
This general was so powerful that the media were so scared that they stepped back a meter just by hearing his name, fearing that he would beat them up like he did to the federal representatives.
General Rockefeller, with his golden hair shining and his steps in the wind, headed straight for the main conference building after getting off the warship, leaving only his dashing back to the media.
"General Rockefeller! Please wait a moment! I have a question!"
Media: Wow! So brave!
Must be an intern!
The figure in the pitch-black military uniform suddenly paused, turned to look at the young reporter beside him, and said coldly: "Ask."
The young reporter pushed up his glasses and stammered, "Excuse me, as a good friend of Lieutenant General Fu, what do you think of the death of Mr. Jiang Zhiming?"
His eyebrows wrinkled, and a hint of impatience flashed across his wine-red eyes: "Speak clearly, and don't ask if you are being evasive."
"That's it... Many netizens think that the death of Mr. Jiang Zhiming may be related to his emotional entanglement with Lieutenant General Fu and Mr. Yu Xie, and may involve a murder of passion. What do you think of this view?"
The young reporter answered his question in one breath, without even a single punctuation mark. Rockefeller took a long time to react, then raised the corners of his lips...
The Hafhor Empire delegation: It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over…
Other media: Wow wow wow wow wow wow!
"I have always suggested and emphasized that we hope our federal media can invite more highly educated idiots, or at least have some basic logical ability. Instead of asking me a ridiculous question with huge logical loopholes, which is obviously born for attracting attention and hype, on such an important occasion on the eve of the joint military exercise!"
Rockefeller frowned and glanced at the young reporter's name tag. What kind of entertainment gossip is this? What a crappy media name: "Also, if some media editors are very confident in their own topics, they should not push the interns to take the blame. I look forward to scolding them in person... to respond to your questions."
After saying this, Rockefeller walked away with big strides.
The delegation from the Hafhor Empire breathed a sigh of relief. Their generals were still very kind and showed mercy for the sake of the Dingguo intern. They were really thankful.
The media bugs were silent for a while.
"Hey, why are you always staring at that volcano? Are all the media masochists?"
The fifteenth prince of the Deep Sea Empire, Hai Yuan, found that the media were as quiet as chickens as soon as he got off the warship. He could guess who the last interviewee was just by thinking with a strand of hair.
"Ask me, everyone. I had two grilled fish this morning. The meat was delicious. I also drank half a glass of berry wine, which was very refreshing. My uniform was made by the founder of Scofield, the worm. It was comfortable and fit me very well. I have never used eye drops. My eyes are naturally bright... um... is there anything else you want to ask?"
His Highness Haiyuan blinked expectantly.
Mass media: …………
They have a deeper understanding of the perversion of the Deep Sea Media and are looking forward to them coming to the joint military exercise to fight General Rockefeller.
In the end, Lord Hai Yuan was only asked a few simple questions and then let go. When he left, he was still confused and he sighed with his chief of guards.
"Alas, these insect tribes are always so reserved... Do you think they really have no problems? Our sea tribe media is guessing the color of my underwear every day."
The chief of the guards said sternly, "After all, they are of different races. Your Highness, you are magnanimous and should understand their reserve."
"Okay, okay." Hai Yuan nodded and sighed helplessly.
When the representative minister of the Ansk Empire arrived, many media outlets breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that finally a normal person had come and their interview skills could finally be put to use, which was great.
However, they still admired some of the representatives of the empires just now. They asked only a few useful questions, but received a lot of random answers and insults...
It's hard to say this isn't a ruse.
Yes, it must be a strategy.
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The last ship to arrive was the federal leader's private ship, a dark grey ship with white flowers painted on it, creating a very sad atmosphere.
Jiang Xian, whose face was as pale as a willow in the wind, was besieged by various media as soon as she got off the spaceship.
"Commander, why didn't you take the official airship? Was it to create a sad atmosphere and deliberately arouse sympathy?"
"Commander, now that you have lost your beloved son, do you have any guesses about the real culprit behind this? Could it be your political enemy?"
"Commander, do you think the death of Mr. Jiang Zhiming was a conspiracy of the Noliflan Empire? Will you agree to Noliflan's continued participation in the joint military exercise?"
"Commander, I heard that Mr. Jiang Zhiming had been in love with Lieutenant General Fu of Noliflan three years ago. This time, you deliberately arranged for him to go on a diplomatic mission to the Noliflan Empire. Do you feel guilty?"
"Commander, I heard that Mr. Jiang Zhiming and Mr. Yu Xie had a quarrel. Do you think Mr. Jiang Zhiming's death has anything to do with this?"
"Commander, do you think Jiang Zhiming is the main target of this incident? Or is he just implicated?"
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Many sharp questions were thrown at him in one breath, and if you are not careful, they will become the next headlines on Star Network.
It's still the negative kind.
Jiang Xian's face was pale and he forced a smile: "The media are speaking a little too fast. I haven't been feeling well lately. Not only do I have some tinnitus, but I also often lose focus. I'm sorry I didn't hear you clearly just now. Could you please say it again? Thank you."
The secretary beside him also added: "Dear media, the chief is overwhelmed with grief and has not had a good night's sleep for a long time. Now he has to rush to meet with representatives from various countries to prepare for the joint military exercise. Please make good use of your time. Thank you all."
The gentle, polite and high-spirited federal chief minister was so exhausted, and in such extreme grief he was still so gentle and polite to the media.
The reporters felt a little embarrassed when they heard this, and they all lowered their voices and speech speeds.
“My Lord Commander, please accept my condolences…” “My condolences…” “Please accept my condolences…”
"Thank you." Jiang Xian smiled with emotion.
However, sympathy is sympathy and work is work. The reporter still repeated the question just now, but this time the wording was more tactful.
Jiang Xian answered reporters' questions one by one.
"I took the private ship because I miss my son. After seven days, I will naturally switch back to the Federation ship. When he was alive, I paid little attention to him because of work. Now I don't want to owe him any more details. Please understand my painstaking efforts as a father."
"My male son has a gentle personality and is polite to insect gentlemen. I am also a bug who has always been kind to other bugs, so we should not have any enemies. So, let's leave the matter of the real culprit behind the scenes to the Federal Security Bureau."
"My secretary told me about some online comments about the imperial conspiracy and emotional conspiracy. My view is that we should wait for the results of the F.A.S. investigation. I don't want to make any comments on my own. Please understand."
"As for Nolifranc's participation in the competition, rest assured that the representatives of the five great empires and the 30 members of the joint parliament will vote on this matter, and then I will make the final decision. I will definitely give a fair and just answer to all the citizens of the Federation."
The Federation was established to maintain peace, justice, and tranquility among the empires. Now that the head of the Federation has lost his beloved son, he still acts impartially and gives priority to maintaining the fairness of the Federation.
This deeply moved the citizens of the various empires within the Federation, and the online reputation of the entire Federal Parliament directly increased by several percentage points.
At this time, in the Starnet Federation area, which gathered netizens from various empires, several of the latest hot searches were gradually pushed to the top.
#Federal Chief Fairness#
# Jiang Xian is the most responsible federal chief#
#Mian Huaijiangzhiming Pavilion#
…
However, these hot searches are just the tip of the iceberg of StarNet discussions.
You should know that the Star Network Federation gathers netizens from various empires. These netizens from the five major empires have different races, customs, aesthetics, and not necessarily the same concepts of love and marriage.
Therefore, everyone has their own opinions on the "truth behind Jiang Zhiming's death" and "whether the Nolifland Empire should continue to participate in the joint military exercise."
To this end, the most well-known news media in the Federation, "Zhenglun News", launched a public vote in the Starnet Federation area.
"Vote: On the right to unite the Norwegian Winter Beast Tide"
The netizens of Ansk Empire are so excited, come on! You Norse bastards, I have disliked you for a long time!
The netizens of the Norlifland Empire are working hard, get out of here! You Anguo bastards, I've been sick of you for a long time!
Netizens from other empires, ah, let the storm come even harder!