Chapter 5: A few-day tour of the Saints (Part 1)

Liban, an inconspicuous second-level administrative planet in the empire's huge territory, gradually became unique due to two imperial edicts from Tianjing Star a few years ago. The establishment of the Imperial Tourism Special Zone, the exaggerated investment of the Ministry of Finance, countless nobles and wealthy businessmen came to join in. In addition, the interracial education pilot strictly promoted by His Majesty, this planet became the center of discussion among the people of the empire after dinner.

It can become a special tourist area and divide the wealth of the nobles for His Majesty the Emperor with confidence. Libanxing naturally has a beautiful scenery. Whether it is the spectacular Chiling in the Western Hemisphere, the fog barriers in the pine greens, and the tens of thousands of stone peaks that pierce the sky in the sky, the Huangshi Rock are all rare beautiful scenery, fully demonstrating the nature's ability to carve like ghosts and gods.

There is also the most beautiful scenery away from Banxing, which is the group of mulberry trees that have spread across the flat fields. The mulberry vegetation of tens of thousands of square kilometers is artificially divided into countless working areas. The wind blows through the mulberry trees and makes people feel excited. When you enter the quiet night, you will feel quiet and endless.

Mulberry trees and some kind of moth insect larvae that grows with it are the most famous specialties of this planet besides natural scenery and new universities in various states. Many years ago, the fabric woven from silk spit out by these moth insect larvae became the most popular luxury goods of the imperial nobles. What is amazing is that, except for Lizanxing, countless planets in the Empire cannot find an environment that is completely suitable for the tender larvae.

The extremely expensive silk entered the Federation with a major collision in the universe. For decades, the only cargo qualified to venture into smuggling with the Royal Special Mecha warriors and enter Bermuda was silk.

With this smuggling, the Empire seized a large amount of wealth from Bermuda and the upper class of the Federation. Although these wealth were far from enough to offset the imperial military expenditure, perhaps based on some emotional childish considerations - we have, you do not, you must wait for us to provide, so we are superior to you - the imperial royal family has always condoned and even strongly supported silk smuggling.

The federal side has tried to win this childish dispute, but the most stringent wildlife protection laws and the HTD Bureau officials who always like to wear iron masks in public prevented the federal people from planting mulberry trees and then using warm water to cook white silk balls woven by the larvae...

The Federal Academy of Sciences also tried to use biological methods to reorganize, but without the technical support of the Charter Bureau's biological proteins, they found that this attempt would cost a lot of money, so they had to terminate the plan and continue to buy silk underwear, silk quilts, silk bras, silk breast pads... all the things made by silk are hidden in the privacy.

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Two young tourists with thin figures walked on a street in the southern district of Sanshisuizhou, Lishang. The silk clothes they wore were not particularly conspicuous. Compared with local residents, it was easy to reveal the identity of tourists. However, there have been too many tourists on Lishang over the years, and these two people with too ordinary faces were difficult to attract anyone's attention.

In addition to the hundreds of well-trained professional soldiers in the four blocks around them, these soldiers in charge of secret security work were calm, paying attention to the movements of the two of them, and watching the surroundings with vigilant eyes.

These two young tourists did not look like friends who were traveling together, because when one of them coughed uncomfortably and squinted eyes burst into tears, the other one had no concern at all, and was still moving forward coldly, with a slightly narrowed eyes full of chill.

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Xu Le felt that the lungs were full of boiling smoke and his throat was full of red gravel. The cough was extremely hard and very uncomfortable. He squatted on the ground and took a long time to breathe. Finally, he calmed the pain in his chest and abdomen, and stood up with all his might.

The blood hole on his shoulder temporarily stopped bleeding, and the strange power inside his body was still tortured by the Imperial officer, preventing him from exercising his power to repair his body, like a slowly rotating boulder, constantly grinding, grinding all hopes.

It was strange that from the Red Rose Royal Spaceship to this strange imperial planet, he was still not dead, nor was he thrown into the dark prison without seeing the light. Instead, he temporarily escaped from the cruel waterboard that made people worse than death, and began to follow the young imperial officer to constantly enjoy the scenery on this beautiful planet.

Within a short few days, he stood on the spacecraft and overlooked the spectacular Chiling in the Western Hemisphere. The waves that were nearly 100 meters high as blood made the hard heart sway up and down; he wore a respirator dedicated to the Imperial Military, and the fog barriers in the deep pine greens. He climbed hard all night long before he broke through the clouds and mist. Standing on the ridge, he saw the first morning light, and the wet morning dew moistened his painful lungs a little. He also tied a small jet device on his back, flying like a natural bird, in the indescribable group of the storm peaks of the Yellow Stone Rocks...

During the Tai Dynasty, prisoners always had good meals and had enough food before their death. Now they are in the empire, although they are both imperial societies, Xu Le did not think that these were benefits before their death, which was ridiculous.

He stroked his chest that was as if it was cut by the tip of a gun, shook his head and breathed, stood up, looked at the young imperial officer who had been away more than ten meters away, stretched out his hands and rubbed his somewhat stiff face hard until he rubbed a few indifferent smiles before chasing after him.

A brunette man with messy hair on the street was holding a little girl's hand and saying something. They were probably father and daughter, because they all had a pair of beautiful sky blue eyes, and the curve of the jaw was carved out by the same sculptor. But for some reason, there was a dispute. Some of the worn-out clothes were wrinkled in the big hands and small hands, and the little girl cried.

A black dog ran quickly over the back wall of the restaurant on his right hand, holding a honest and speechless bone in his sharp mouth. The black dog ran very firmly and had a clear purpose. He walked around the beggar who was lying in the shadow and lifted up his clothes to check the next meal. He jumped over half of the broken wall and ran towards the mulberry forest in the suburbs, silent all the way. He probably understood that if he shouted happily, the food would fall.

At the turn of the road ahead, a boss in a silk suit was talking to a farmer. The reason why he was standing tall was because the farmer with a box under his armpit was talking as he spoke, his body became lower and lower, and he seemed to be about to kneel down.

Beside the two, the listless middle-aged man should be a soldier, the tourist ahead was a soldier, and the carriageman who had been following him for half an hour should be a soldier. The seemingly peaceful neighborhood was all around their people.

Xu Le walked behind the young imperial officer, walking silently, observing the surrounding environment, and unable to understand what the imperial people were thinking, so don’t think about it anymore. His best ability is to simplify complex things.

He simply regarded himself as a tourist and rarely went deep into the empire. Looking at this strange world, listening to the unfamiliar languages ​​in the streets and alleys, looking at the striking carts that surprised him, he vaguely captured why the uncle said he was willing to wander in the universe, but he could not clearly explain this feeling.

Before the vast green sea of ​​vast sea of ​​changes, Huai Caoshi stopped and slowly carried his hand behind him like an old man. His cheeks were slightly raised, and he squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Wherever my eyes fell, the mulberry leaves swayed lightly in the wind, as if I didn’t use my ears, I could hear those rustling sounds with just sight. Rush, rustling, mulberry leaves were blown by the wind, and this sound was also this sound... The most noble young man with the imperial identity, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his cheeks that had never changed, and he seemed to think of some interesting childhood memories.

The smile gradually fades, and the poem about grass can only allow memories to occasionally pour into my mind. Sometimes I feel it because of the four seasons of spring and autumn, so I have to immediately reply to absolute calmness.

"Although I really don't understand, I still have to thank you for taking me to see so many beautiful scenery."

Xu Le coughed twice, staring at the mulberry tree in front of him intently and surprise. At this time, he stood side by side with Huai Caoshi, without the awareness of a death row prisoner, nor did he notice the anger in the eyes of plainclothes soldiers around him.

Huai Caoshi glanced at him coldly with the light, without answering, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.

If there is no accident, the federal man around him will be tortured and executed after being squeezed out of all his value unless he agrees to defect. He absolutely has no sympathy for this, but is just a little curious about Xu Le's performance at this moment.

The war has been going on for decades, and the empire has captured many federal soldiers, even senior officers. Those who know that they will die are passionately scolding the imperial emperor, those who cry timidly and kneel down on the ground to avoid death, some are silent, and some laugh and pretend not to care, but few are like this person, before he dies, who can really devote themselves to the scenery in front of him.

The Red Rose is temporarily resting, and the poem of Huacao hides in Liban Star like a tourist, and does not rush to return to Tianjing Star because the political situation of the empire has been scattered recently. He needs to be out of the situation and see the situation clearly for his father. As the person involved, he will return to Tianjing Star one day later, which will probably be helpful for his father to deal with the situation.

As for why you take Xu Le with you when you look at the scenery, it is based on two simple reasons. One of them is: Only when he takes care of a dangerous person like Xu Le will he not find any chance to escape.

"I have checked your detailed information. You seem to be a perfect moral person, like a saint." Huai Caoshi said sarcastically: "Don't rush to refuse, your government is building you according to the saints."

"I really want to know if you are really a saint, will you feel ashamed or ashamed of your inner morals, and will you realize your sin before you die." Huai Caoshi slowly took a few steps forward, then turned around on the mound, looking down at him.

"Sin? I am not a perfect moral person. I also peeped at the female policeman when I was a child. But when it comes to sin, except for some innocent people I had no intention of killing, I would have this understanding, but..." Xu Le replied: "It definitely does not include the imperial people."

Huai Caoshi's expressionless face suddenly asked: "Look at the scenery of my empire."

"It's beautiful and spectacular." Xu Le answered honestly.

"As a federal soldier, shouldn't you feel guilty as a federal soldier?"
Chapter completed!