I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1430: Last card
Remember [novelmao.com] in one second, fast update, no pop-up window, free to read!
Mars colony, cleaning warehouse.
Bress put the mop and broom of a cart into the warehouse, scratched his name on the tablet terminal, and locked the movable door of the warehouse.
I have been engaged in cleaning work for some time.
It is worth mentioning that the people in Xinghuan Trading didn’t let him do the work, he applied for these activities on his own initiative. After all, in this environment, working instead becomes a pastime. If there is nothing to do, even if there are many entertainment facilities in the base, it will drive people crazy.
The sensitive work of the new nationals will not let him touch, so the only remaining two departments are cleaning and catering that he can go to
Having lived on Mars for half a year, Blaise has basically adapted to the life here.
To be honest, his feelings for this colony are quite complicated.
He watched with his own eyes, how this colony gradually regained its advantage from the devil ’s attack, and how it stubbornly developed and grown under harsh conditions …
Admiration?
Perhaps a bit.
But Blaise knows clearly that his feelings in his heart are more afraid of awe.
The more he contacts, the more profoundly he realizes what a terrible opponent his country is facing. Even prehistoric species more than three billion years ago are not enough to defeat them. Even Mars, which has never grown from grass, cannot stop their development. What else can really block or threaten them?
Bresse is also paying attention to the election recently.
If possible, he very much hopes that John F. Kennedy will come to power, as promised in the campaign promise, to promote the United States to join the Earth Defense League. Contrary to the views of the nationalists, he does not think that this is a compromise on the loss of hegemony, but a compromise on history.
After work, Blaise is preparing to go to the bar for a drink.
At this moment, the indicator light on his watch flashed slightly.
Slightly stunned, Blaise took the Bluetooth headset from his pocket and stuffed it into his ear.
“Hello?”
“Come to my office.” Without any unnecessary nonsense, Mars Colony Governor Hong Zewei opened the door on the phone.
……
“How is the memory reading work going on?”
“Very smooth,” Dr. Amos said with a smile. “The sequelae have almost been overcome. I am going to apply for a return to Star City in the near future.”
“There is a flight two days later, you can take a ride.” Hong Zewei laughed.
At this time, there was a knock at the door, and the two ended the conversation.
“Then I will go first.”
“Yeah, go for it.”
Amos simply packed up the documents on the table, put the sealed document bag back, and turned to the door.
The side of the activity door moved away, and Blaise, who was standing outside the office, passed Dr. Amos who was walking from the office and walked into the office.
Looking at the American astronaut standing at the desk, Hong Zewei first smiled and said.
“How is it? Are you still used to this half year?”
“Habit.” Blaise nodded and said helplessly, “I just feel a little homesick.”
“Tell you good news, probably the day after tomorrow, flights to and from the Star City and the Mars colony will officially start. Although temporarily closed to the outside world, from the perspective of friendship between the two countries, we decided to let you go first Boat. You and your companions will be able to go home soon. “
Bress froze for a moment, then an ecstatic expression appeared on his face.
“What you said is true? We can go home in two days?”
“Of course it is true,” Hong Zewei said with a smile. “Except that you, who are suspected of espionage, are temporarily unable to let people go, all of you can go home! Go back and pack things up to prepare.”
“I have to tell my companion immediately the good news. And, thank you!” Blaise said sincerely.
“You are welcome, go quickly.” Hong Zewei smiled.
……
Amy Kasim is a reporter for The Washington Post.
Recently, the Origin has arrived in the Kuiper Belt, which brought a tertiary earthquake to the entire American society. From the financial world to ordinary civilians, no one knows, no one knows. Everyone is talking about how this will affect the future of the United States and even humanity.
Following the trend of public opinion, and also at the request of the editor-in-chief, Amy is currently working on a report on the Origin and Star Ring Trade and Space Technology. Just as she thought hard about the documents on her computer, there was a knock at the door of the office.
“Come in.”
The door opened and it was her head boss, editor-in-chief, Wood.
“All the work at hand stops, I have another more important job waiting for you to handle.”
“I don’t understand, what’s more important than the Origin?” said Amy leaning on the chair and drinking a cup of coffee, Amy said with her arms around her chest.
“Of course it is the US election.”
“Oh, God,” Amy sighed exaggeratedly, “The media throughout the United States is reporting this farce, and even if a certain issue has a scandal with a candidate candidate, we cannot rely on this Attract more eyeballs. People are numb, do you think about it again — “
“The Star City and Mars flights will open at the end of the year, and American astronauts stranded on Mars will be returning home. The other is the diplomatic meeting between John F. Kennedy and the New Country Ambassador some time ago, and many private exchanges. Report these two things together. “Wood made a pair of two index fingers together.” Do you understand what I mean? “
“You mean,” Amy frowned slightly, and her eyes lit up. “The credit of astronauts returning home is on Mr. Kennedy’s head? Is there any private communication, is the source reliable?”
“No no no, you got it wrong,” Wood stopped staring at Amy’s words, Wood stared at the reporter’s eyes, smiled slightly, and emphasized again, “Xinghuan Trading is going to give this credit To John F. Kennedy, do you understand what I mean? “
Amy Qasim ’s eyes rolled, and suddenly she suddenly showed her expression, “I understand what you mean.”
“Hard work.”
Seeing that his men were so sensible, Wood didn’t say much, grinned with satisfaction, patted her shoulder, and turned and left the office.
Walking to a secluded place, Wood took a deep breath, took the phone from his pocket, and dialed the strange number.
The phone rang twice, and it was quickly connected across the line.
“I have done things, the report is written by Amy Kasim, our leading reporter. I have done it according to your requirements, do you see if it is …”
“Do n’t be nervous, Mr. Wood,” a hoarse voice on the phone, with a hint of smile, “I promise, as long as you do what we say, you will not have a deal with Congressman Davis. Anyone know … “