System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 685 - 309: "Guilt in the present, merit for thousands of years." (Requesting monthly votes)
Fixed Star, inside the train compartment.
Chen Mang sat on a chair, communicating with the Celestial Secret Pavilion Master and others. The atmosphere was quite harmonious, and everyone was very satisfied.
This time, the "Black Tortoise Civilization" accumulated over a century, combining various iron and copper resources, already amounted to nearly ten trillion!
This is an extremely exaggerated amount of resources.
He was naturally satisfied.
And the "Celestial Secret Pavilion Master" and others also felt satisfied, the Apocalypse Plan was considered perfectly concluded, the rest depended on whether this apocalypse figure could topple the Kasha Civilization.
...
Meanwhile, far up in the sky, within the cosmic "Kasha Civilization Strategic Space Station."
At this moment, the atmosphere here was quite oppressive.
An elderly man in civilian clothes sat in a chair, slowly reviewing the back-end records. "Zhang Qidi" and his aide, standing by his side, couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
After a long silence.
The elderly man slowly opened his mouth and said: "Whistleblower "Zhang Qidi," after the report of this incident was released, you have become a hero in the eyes of the public. The top is preparing to award you a "second-class merit.""
"Really?"
Standing to the side, Zhang Qidi’s eyes flashed with excitement. He couldn’t help but instinctively inquire once more. With this second-class merit as his record, he could quickly get promoted again!
During peaceful times.
Achievements are difficult to obtain.
And once obtained, it becomes a fast track to promotion.
His originally anxious aide couldn’t help but feel faintly excited. Once the leader gets promoted, he too could move up from being an aide and take over the leader’s position!
This elderly man was dispatched from the top to investigate this incident.
He was the general of the western region.
Holding a high rank and possessing great power.
The entire Kasha Civilization Federation is divided into five regions, east, west, south, north, and central. The western region is the closest to the Insect Race Civilization, naturally making it the strongest, and receives the most resources.
Among all regions, the general of the western region holds the greatest power!
Such a figure with pervasive influence personally came to investigate this incident, completely exceeding his expectations. He initially planned that if the investigation uncovered anything, he could use bribery or threats to cover up the secret, but these tactics were impossible to use on someone like him.
Just as he thought he would inevitably be exposed.
His counterpart not only acknowledged him but seemed not to have discovered any spider silk.
Indeed, he knew his plan was perfect and couldn’t possibly have any errors.
"Keep up the good work."
The elderly man slowly stood up, walked up to Zhang Qidi, and said smilingly: "I appreciate you, including that Sword Holder "Zhang Shaoping." In the face of a crisis, you two could withstand immense pressure and make the most correct choices. This strategy, courage, and decisiveness are rare in the world."
"I have personally informed personnel over there."
"You two will soon receive personnel transfers, into my direct command army, promoted one rank, and advanced three grades in treatment."
Zhang Qidi’s eyes flashed with excitement. He hurriedly bowed, suppressing his quivering voice of excitement: "Thank you, General, for your appreciation. In the future, I shall not hesitate to sacrifice for the General!"
"Wherever the General points his sword is where I will lie buried!"
The elderly man said nothing more, merely smiled and led his several aides to the docking port of the "Kasha Civilization Strategic Space Station," boarded a Shuttle Ship, and returned to his train.
Around the space station.
Twenty or so trains parked densely, their bodies pitch-black, absorbing almost all light, hovering in the air full of deterrence. This was his trusted force.
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"Whew..."
Zhang Qidi looked at the back of the departing "Western General," let out a long sigh of relief, and slumped into the chair, slowly lighting a victory cigar, enjoying himself leaning against the chair back. He somewhat smugly eyed the aide beside him and laughed.
"How was it?"
"Learned anything?"
"This is why I get promoted faster than you. These days, it’s always the timid ones who starve and the bold ones who flourish."
"Learned it."
"Leader, your plan was truly crazy."
This time, the aide completely acknowledged and respected him, nodding in full admiration, also feeling excited. He could finally get promoted; he had worked in this position for goddamn thirty-seven years!
"Come here."
Zhang Qidi exhaled a cloud of pale blue smoke and smiled lazily: "Let me teach you something more, this part is even more important."
The aide obediently walked over and placed his ear against him.
The next moment—
"Tud tud tud!!!"
The piercing sound of gunshots suddenly rang out.
Zhang Qidi got up from the chair, stretching his muscles, and looked at the aide fallen in a pool of blood, expressing with emotion: "This lesson is called the fewer people know the secret, the better. Did you learn it?"
Then he casually snapped his fingers.
Several robots, holding various tools, began cleaning up traces.
He then hummed an unknown tune joyfully, sitting in the chair and continuously swiping through the news praising him as a "Whistleblower," full of laughter in his eyes.
"Madness?"
"Madness is just right."
"Without madness, one cannot become a demon."
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Inside the universe.
In the "Western General’s" train carriage, the elderly man was engrossed in writing the investigation results, while beside him, his deputy struggled with wanting to speak but refrained for a long while before finally couldn’t help but ask: "General, there are still many doubts about this investigation, is it really okay to just end it like this?"
"We found no traces left by wormhole energy fluctuations."
"The Insect Race Civilization is tens of thousands of light-years distant from the Kasha Civilization, could they have come through the mother ship’s speed, not using wormholes?"
