"Come on! This is your new home———"

In order to welcome these newcomers, the colonial base has already reserved three million people for living space. Since all the objects are children, the manufacturing cost of these underground compartments is more expensive than ordinary space. Moreover, many specially purchased toys and books have been added.

Regarding this, Zhang Xiaoxian and Feng Tantalo talked about it and they had different opinions.

“It’s more like a large children’s playground.”

"Oh my God! This is a super can filled with children. But after getting so many dolls in, should you add a few beautiful maids and extremely huge nurses?"

The thick broth made with beef, bread made of pure wheat, fresh vegetables and delicious sausages. The first meal of Dried Star made the children finally feel subconsciously identified in their unfamiliar place.

There was nothing else that Zhao Yi promised———sourcing food, clean and hygienic beds, and toys and candies full of absolute temptation... On this day, all the children were so happy. They even felt that this was the legendary paradise.

Of course, while enjoying all this, they also remember one thing firmly--the owner of ag64 is Zhao Yi. He is not only the actual controller of this planet, but also the kindness he must repay with his eternal life.

......

The civilian transfer order issued by the military headquarters has been sent to the General Census Administration. Faced with orders from the military, the bureaucrats of the Census Administration also showed unprecedented motivation and enthusiasm. They entered a large number of civilian information at the fastest speed. They mobilized a large number of fleets to escort all the specified number of personnel onto the ship and put them in designated areas at the specified time. Under the influence of the most direct pressure from the superiors, the General Census Administration, which is lazy on weekdays, is desperately exuding vigorous vitality like an old tree stimulated by spring.

A week later, all 30 million industrial civilians have been put into operation. They will replace the predecessors who have become residents of the city of Novo Minsk and become new resource collectors on this yellow sand planet.

"The recruitment of these civilians must be slowed down first. After six months, select them in a directional manner————”

The meaning of Zhao Yi's words is very obvious—although they are all civilians, they have essential differences.

To some extent, these civilians who have just been released from the General Census Administration are still not separated from the category of citizens. They are a group of bankrupt and unemployed people. Although their identities have been changed, they do not realize the difference between themselves and ordinary people. Simply put, they have not adapted to the current environment. They are still holding a little luck deep in their hearts. They believe that the federal government will continue to support themselves. After all, this is a harmonious society, a society with sound legal system. As long as they are alive, the government will give them a bite of food.

Such people have nothing in common with the civilians Zhao Yi needs. They have not lost hope in their hearts, and they are still a group of people with their own minds. Brainwashing and mental control have little effect on them, and it can even be said that they have no effect at all.

They must be driven to bases in the wilderness and deserts, and they will struggle for food and water. Only by wandering on the edge of life and death and fighting for a bite of bread will they completely forget everything they had when they were citizens. They will become more realistic and will forever forget unrealistic fantasies. They will truly regard themselves as a beast that survives for survival, and become the most terrifying creature in the world in the scorching heat of the yellow sand all over the sky.

This is the "civilian" Zhao Yi needs.

A hungry wolf is far more aggressive than a giant elephant who lives a wealthy life. Especially when you throw a bone and pull him back to reality again, he will have an irreplaceable identity with you that no preaching can be used. Due to the effect of hunger, their mental state will become very single. The brainwashing effect will also increase exponentially. Only such civilians can become the future owner of the planet AG64 and Zhao Yi's most loyal supporter.

Under normal circumstances, the initially released civilians will die in large quantities due to environmental discomfort and hunger. According to the General Administration of the Census, this is a "loss within an acceptable range". Only those surviving civilians can continuously provide cheap resources for the federal government. In a normal proportion, in half a year, there will be only about 20 million of the 30 million civilians. And all the remaining people will be accepted by Zhao Yi.

Ag64 planet, very large.

To control the entire planet requires a large population.

Zhao Yi is patient and confident.

......

The Sixth Fleet's garrison is located north of the Earth Federation Fortress "Wrath of the Sky", a planet numbered "hg41".

This is an asteroid at the age of the age. Compared with those planets that have existed in the universe for billions of years, it has just entered a stable period and looks deserted. The mountains formed by the movement of the earth's crust and the ocean accumulated in the recesses of the earth's surface constitute two interdependent environments on the surface of the planet. Because the star body is not large, the atmosphere wrapped in outer space is also very thin. Plants have grown on the surface of the planet, but animals have only a very low reptile form. The evolution process of life and wisdom is staged in every corner of the universe, and the only constant and unchanging is time.

Fleet Command Center, Office of the Intelligence Director.

Thomas Scorrell is the director of the Intelligence Center of the Sixth Fleet. The date of birth on the military ID card indicates that he has existed in this world for 64 years. With the current average physiological age of human beings, he is now in his prime. Although many people usually associate the word "intelligence" with words such as secret, indifferent, and stereotyped, Scorrell seems to be an exception. His face is full of kindness at any time, as if the kindness and simplicity of young clothes has continued to this day. Even after years of tempering, it has become the most eye-catching feature that is solidified on the face and can never be erased.

The decoration of the director's office is not luxurious, but the area is very spacious. If you have to find too wasteful constructions from this room, it is probably a high-quality foam material filled in the wall mezzanine, which is valuable. Due to technical and raw materials limitations, the output of this thing has always been very low. But no one can deny that it is indeed the best sound insulation material known in the human world.

The soft sunlight shines down from the gaps in the shutters. It shines on Scorrell's face with a little wrinkled face, and also on the surface of his shoulders with a brigadier-general badge, a faint golden color is reflected.

There are not many things on the desk—a stack of letter paper, a pen, and a standard-specific kraft paper file bag that has been dismantled. From the edge of the bag, it is divided into two with a red seal unique to the Intelligence Center's verification department, the documents stored in it have passed the verification.

"Confirm: Planet AG64 veins have basically been exhausted. Samples collected on the planet's surface and depth show that the average content of metals and mineral elements is 1.63%, and the maximum sampling content does not exceed 5%. This value is consistent with previous exploration reports and is correct."

"Confirmation: Planet AG64 has no large-scale immigration situation. The city of New Minsk is fully taken over by Torch Mining Company, and the latest development project is a desert-style tourist area. Fixed flights have been established to and from multiple immigrant planets such as "Light of Hope", "Earth", "New Sea King", "Pluto", etc., with a total of 17 commercial routes. It is reported that the company is preparing to make a second phase investment in AG64 with a total of up to 500 billion federal standard currency. The expected yield rate will reach 11.64%.

"Confirmation: Planet AG64 has not found any signs of Pan-Joint Armed Forces. Due to the addition of regional patrol fleets, the pirates rampaging around the surrounding waterways have improved greatly. Since last month, 614 merchant ships have changed their routes and changed their routes to the east of AG64. At present, the redirection of merchant ships from this direction is increasing. Commercial taxes are also controlled by the planet's garrison area..."

Scorrel silently looked at every word on the document, his eyes sharp.

He looked at it for nearly an hour and then put down the two pages of paper with little text in his hand, picked up the Montblanc pen on the table, slowly turned on the pen cover, and carefully signed his name on the blank part in the lower right corner of the page.

He has never quite understood why the Fleet Command suddenly became interested in the planet AG64? You know, it was just a planet with no development value. This is actually not a secret. The multi-point report submitted by federal exploration personnel over the past few hundred years has already made the planet's data extremely detailed. But the things are so strange... Not only the Sixth Fleet is doing this, but even the agents assigned to New Minsk for missions actually met their colleagues there.

The Federation has too many resources. Just for trivial matters, I have to use the most secret and most capable "A" agent.

Thinking of this, Scorrel relaxed the bracelet on his wrist, and a bitter smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Tell me! What have you seen in Novo Minsk? Are there any surprises worth noting?"

This sentence is said to Jerov, who was sitting at the desk. Since Scorrel started reading documents, he has been sitting there without making a sound, maintaining a standard military sitting position with his head held high.

The colonel spoke very calmly, occasionally with a strong nasal sound. His description of Neominsk was very clear, without any personal emotional factors, and the content was basically consistent with the report Scorrell had just read. Although it was submitted by another part, Jerov himself knew nothing about it.

Such a conversation was extremely dull and the atmosphere in the room was also very depressing. However, Brigadier General Scorrel liked to use this way of communicating ideas with his subordinates. He stubbornly believed that only in this case can he keenly grasp the changes in the other party's language and thinking, truly achieve lie detection and verify the facts.

The quartz clock hanging on the wall slowly moved the pointer, and boring data became the only thing to pass the time. About half an hour later, Colonel Jerov finally finished the last word, and the Brigadier General also typed a red hook that satisfies him at the end of the judgment form.

Scorrel rubbed the tired eyes behind the black-framed glasses and closed the folder in front of him. He breathed a sigh of relief, crossed his hands and looked at Jerov opposite him.

"So, you haven't found that girl named Zhang Xiaoxian in New Minsk?"

The colonel shook his head, his face feeling helpless: "It's too big, I don't think it can be found in hundreds of thousands of people without any clues. What's more..."

Speaking of this, he paused. Scorrel continued to ask: "What's more? Let's continue."

"According to the mission description, the goal is a girl. However, most of the residents in that city are women. The feeling there gives me is very much like the Las Vegas described in old-time books, and even the sunny Hawaiian beaches... IMHO, if I really want to continue this mission, the staff will increase to at least 500. Or, it is better to hand it over to the General Administration of the Census, and they are solely responsible."

Scorrel smiled faintly: "If you really do what you said, it would be easier to have the planet ag64 guarding area launch a full-scale search."

This is obviously a joke, but Jerov did not hear the helplessness hidden in it. He sat upright and said seriously: "It should be like this. The garrison area can completely control that city. Under the military blockade, it is not difficult to find a girl with a locked identity and appearance."

Scorrel's middle finger tapped the documents that had been put into the bag. After a while, the Brigadier General let out a deep breath: "You completed your mission well this time. Although you didn't find the target, you also brought back a lot of useful information. After leaving the office, continue your interrupted vacation!"

The colonel nodded, stood up from the chair, gave a standard military salute, and turned around and walked out of the room.

The brainwashers cannot be seen through from the outside, and Scorrel naturally did not know that Jerov's current loyalty is no longer the federal government, but Zhao Yi entrenched on the planet AG64.

The room was calm, but the brigadier felt a little confused and could not calm down.

He knew very well that the mission did not come from the fleet commander Ye Han himself, but Ye Tao issued it in the name of the fleet command. As for the purpose... According to the information he had, the young and handsome commander son seemed to have fallen in love with the daughter of a wealthy businessman, but the other party had no interest in him. The story finally developed, and a girl named Zhang Xiaoxian ran away from home. Someone saw her sneak into the transport ship heading to the planet ag64. Then, there was a follow-up to the mission of Jairov.

"I/Fuck/You/Mom/Bad/Fuck! A boy who has never even been on the front line dares to arbitrarily assign agents to do such things... The federal intelligence agency is not the private property of the Ye family, and I am not a slave to sell himself to you----"

Although Brigadier General Scorrell was well-educated, he couldn't help but swear without anyone.

But he can't change the status quo, he can't change the status quo at all.

......

Zhang Kuishan’s mansion is filled with a sense of security and solidity everywhere. All buildings are made of raw stone as materials, with simple and bright lines, without any exaggeration or modern exaggeration. The grass surrounding the house is neat and flat, and the boxwoods on both sides of the aisle are trimmed cleanly, as if two straight lines that can never meet.

The fully hand-made iron steel doors have been opened, and dozens of bodyguards in black suits and burly figures are arranged on both sides of the gate, forming a narrow and shocking corridor. In the distance, at the end of the road connected to the private passage, three luxurious black cars gradually drove up. They stopped in front of the mansion, and were guided by the attentive butler to drive into the yard, heading towards the tallest main house on the top of the gentle slope.

"I don't like this at all! It's too dull and too heavy. I really don't understand why you turned your home into an ancient castle? Instead of a light and bright sun-shaped building? But then again, this house is indeed very compatible with your personality. Cruel, indifferent, greedy... Maybe you like this, like to kill the weak in a dark and deserted corner. Oh! If time could go back thousands of years ago, I would bet--you must be a cruel and cruel tyrant who was crucified."

Antonio walked off a luxury car in the middle and wore a well-made blue-gray wool suit. This somewhat concealed part of his age and made him look younger. However, his bulging belly betrayed his overly obese weight, and his bare head also exposed more signs of metabolic aging. Although the image designer suggested that he would be better to wear a wig in public, Antonio did not accept it at all. He felt uncomfortable doing that, like a monkey for people to make fun of.

More importantly, he has always been very doubtful whether the materials used to make wigs are pure natural materials?

Even if they come from which part of the human betrayer’s body?

Overhead?

Or /yin/part?

The old Jews like to joke with people, especially Zhang Kuishan. Of course, many of this so-called language game have contempt. After all, Antonio never regarded Zhang Kuishan as a real businessman, but a lunatic who betrays his wife and children for money.

The reason I came to Zhang’s house today is because two hours ago, Antonio received an emergency communication from Zhang Kuishan. The content is very short, with only a few words.

"My daughter is back."
Chapter completed!