Chapter 875: President’s Dream

"You have nothing to do here, Miss Elenda, you go out first." Mobit smiled and waved.

Elenda felt relieved and left the office as if fleeing.

Mobitt was still knocking on the table, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Inducing the nobles to fight among themselves, this move will have to go sooner or later. Now the opportunity is in front of us. If you use it, if there is no trace, then use it for nothing." No need. After four hundred years of operation, the foundation of the Federation is already deep, and it is time to tear down the bridge of nobles and rich families. It’s just that it’s an accident that I did it.”

There was a cold light like ice flakes in his eyes, and the office with the doors and windows closed was chilling.

The President opened a side drawer and took out a notepad. The cover of the notepad is very old and looks old. Mobit stretched out his hand to open it, and it seemed that two-thirds of the thick notepad had been used up. It was not only filled with words, but also contained photos and other things. This is the handwriting of successive presidents of the federation, which records various secrets of the federation since its establishment, and only the president can read it.

On the floating island, there are rich families and aristocrats everywhere, and they do not interfere with the federal government. The Federation does not intervene in the nobles' internal affairs, such as the last time Mobit meddled in Maine, which is already a special case. These rules have been around for a long time, but there is no way to know who made them. I'm afraid that even the heads of the three most wealthy families with the longest history may not be able to figure it out. But on the notepad in Mobit's hand, it was clearly written down.

When the floating island was first established, the Federation established a cabinet and a parliament to form a government agency, and a secret agreement was signed by the first-generation president and the representatives of the wealthy families at that time. The Federation can borrow financial resources from the nobles, and the nobles own power under the regime of the Federation. This agreement has been called the "Eagle Project" by successive presidents, and it is also regarded as a shame to the Federation. The presidents of all dynasties and even Mobitt's place hope that when the wrinkled eagle fully grows up, it will be the time to cut off the wings of the rich.

No president is willing to see a group of exceptional people like nobles exist in the federation. Moreover, I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, when every president trains his successor, he always chooses his origin. Those of noble origin are not within the scope of consideration. So over time, it became a rule of its own. Fortunately, it is protected by this rule, otherwise, who is to say that the Federation will not let the nobles infiltrate.

In fact, the aristocratic and wealthy families have made great efforts in this regard for hundreds of years. In order to avoid suspicion, none of the three giants is in politics. But in other aristocratic families, there are many people who are obsessed with political power. But these people will eventually climb to the positions of members of parliament or the cabinet, and it is absolutely impossible to go any further.

The struggle between the Federation and the nobility has actually lasted for centuries.

Mobitt still remembers what the old president said to him before he left the White House when he took over the presidency: "If the nobles don't go, the world is not fair."

This sentence was not recorded anywhere in Mobit, but it was engraved in his bones.

As a commoner, he understands this sentence better than anyone else and agrees with it. Regardless of the fact that the Federation manages the floating islands and the surface, in the hands of the rich and powerful families, which ones do not hold important military positions, and which ones do not grasp one of the Federation's lifelines. Not to mention the wealthy, just to say that Beth Keld, who has been in the limelight in the past few years, and the old Horn's property in the hands of a magic weapon factory are enough to make the Federation regard him as a thorn in the side.

And there are so many examples like this, the nobles hold too many resources and monopolize important industries. Their lives are extremely luxurious, while the civilians on the surface live in

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The water is in dire straits. The bread that the nobles on the floating island dismissed was a delicious meal in the eyes of the common people on the surface. Therefore, the conflict between the floating island and the surface has never been eased, and that's where it came from.

Only when the nobles are overthrown and the Federation takes full power can we usher in a truly glorious era. This has almost become an ideal that every president keeps in his heart and dare not speak out. It is no exaggeration to say that the Federation has been working hard for hundreds of years to achieve this ideal.

But until now, Mobit saw a glimmer of hope.

But sometimes Mobit also thinks, once the nobles go, will the world be unified? Or in other words, the great unity of the world is really good for the Federation, the earth and the civilians on the surface?

In fact, Morbit had an idea that he dared not speak out even more than the president's dream.

That presidential dream may not be good or right.

But what is the best way to do it? He has been in office for ten years, but he still can't find the answer. Whenever I think about it, I feel like I am alone in the void. In addition to being confused, I am still confused.

Concentrate your mind.

Mobit has turned to the last page of the notepad. On this page is the record he left. There are only a few words in it, which are all about the problems that the Federation needs to face today.

The first one is the "inner ghost must be eliminated" proposed by Lu Sen this time. He and Lu Sen met by remote communication before. The general who was in the Garden of Eden said at the beginning, "If the ghost is not eliminated, the army's morale will be uneasy." Mobit naturally agreed with it. But how and when to get rid of it is not something that can be solved with just a few words; the second is the Gate of Liberty. Federal strike. But in the final analysis, it is a time bomb, and up to now, Morbit still does not know who is the leader of the Gate of Freedom. This person hides very deeply; the last one is Guangyinhui. This is a mysterious organization whose origins can be traced back to before the War of Dawn, and even longer. There is no doubt that this organization is even somewhat related to the old Freemasonry, or is completely reborn from the Freemasonry.

In fact, the hidden danger of the Guangyin Society has already been revealed in the letter of the third president. It's just that this organization is very tolerant, they follow the principle of secret observation, and rarely intervene in the current situation. Because of this, they left very few clues. Since the fourth president, he has paid attention to and collected information about this organization, but up to now, even Mobit knows nothing.

But now, Guangyin, who has endured for centuries, will make a move. A shot will completely destroy the opportunity for the Freedom Gate and the Federation to talk about it. Judging from the current actions of the Guangyin Society, they want to create chaos and even force the federal government to step down. Although Fendi, one of the four generals, is working on arresting the members of the Hidden Light Society, so far, the members that the Federation has uncovered are far from reaching the level of core members.

God knows how many pawns the Guangyin Society has buried inside the Federation over the past few centuries?

These three questions may not be regarded as one. But in this way, the situation is more complicated and difficult to understand. Mobit rubbed the space between his brows, dialed Elenda's phone through the internal line, and said, "Notify General Fendi, I want to see him."

Putting down the phone, Mobit murmured: "Fendi has some members of the Hidden Light Society in his hands, let Lu Sen take them."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Go open the butcher knife. The army's heart is uneasy, what a big excuse, it is clear that this murderous maniac wants to take the opportunity to kill people. But strangely, it would be more appropriate for Capulo to come forward in this matter, and Lu Sen may be suspected of overstepping his authority. It seems that the relationship between him and the old lion is not necessarily that deep. "

He looked at the Gate of Liberty and the Light and Hidden Society again, and Mobitt laughed at himself: "It won't be long before the surface side will definitely make a big fuss about the inner ghost. To smear and splash dirty water, this black pot must be thrown away, which chess piece must be thrown away Go carry it."

Mr. President suddenly patted himself on the head, and wrote the word "Frius" on the notepad: "The Supreme of Agares finally jumped out. It was the devil who fell in the civil war. It's still the Black Emperor who is so ambitious that he wants to start a war with multiple parties. Hey, Frius used the Gelai tribe and the Cato people as pawns. Get a good move."

Morbit wrote another name below: Orfascius.

"Since it's clear to attack Idahua this time, the emperor Orfascis probably can't sit still. Supreme against Supreme, this game of chess is getting more and more interesting." Mobit sighed: " It's a pity that a small federation, not to mention a confrontation, is probably not qualified to even watch the battle. Therefore, it is better to watch from the sidelines. After all, we don't have a Supreme in our hands."

Finally, Mr. President wrote the word "bystander" at the end.

Notepad closed.

When Talikova opened her eyes, the room was full of lights.

The little girl jumped up with a sound of "Yeah", and just a few feet away from the bed, she was grabbed by a pair of hands, and then her buttocks fell back to the big soft and fragrant bed. Laura patted her on the head displeasedly: "I'm already so big, and still so frizzy, how can I feel relieved?"

Talikova's little head was in a daze, and it took a while before she remembered that the last scene she could remember was in the central room of the Death Star base. At that time, seeing Laura distributing the star power in Alan's body regardless of life and death, she also grabbed Laura's hand recklessly.

Then came the starry sky, and then a blank space. Come down again, this is the moment.

Talikova supported her forehead and said, "Sister, where is this?"

"The City of Gold." Laura smiled and said, "Don't ask where the City of Gold is, I can't answer it either. According to Allen, we are thousands of miles away from our hometown."

"Ah? Then how do you go back?" The girl looked anxious.

"Don't worry, you can go back no matter what. You are the last one to wake up. Go take a shower first, and then my sister will show you around. This place is very beautiful." Laura blinked her eyes and said, then took the girl from The bed was pulled up.

Talikova jumped out of bed, under the bed was a soft and warm carpet, and then looked around the room. The bedroom is small but elegantly furnished, with sunlight pouring in from an open window next to it. In the sky that is too bright outside the window, occasionally three or five birds pass by, leaving a crisp and crisp sound, which is very pleasant.

Standing by the window, stretching out your hand into the light, you can feel the heat of the sun, which is clearly not a dream. The girl turned her head and asked, "Sister, how long have I been asleep?"

"Not much, just three days."

three days? That's all?

(end of this chapter)

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