"The world is about to change." The Russian president tossed the document in his hand onto the coffee table, then picked up the white thermos beside him, opened it, blew on the steam, and took a sip of tea.
"What should we do next?"
Medvedev was still reading the intelligence in his hands while rubbing the chin he had just shaved.
"It may not be a bad thing."
The Russian president rose from his seat and searched through the bookshelf beside him.
"Complete History of the Empire"
Seeing the book in the president's hand, Medvedev's body stiffened.
The Russian president was not surprised by his gaze. "Anyone who wants to return to that era has no brains. But forging a new one again might not be impossible."
Medvedev's pupils contracted, his expression full of shock.
Knock, knock, knock!!
The knocking interrupted Medvedev's astonishment. The presidential secretary entered the office excitedly. "Mr. President, there is good news from the Kurchatov Institute."
"Not bad news."
An Bei nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the report.
The War Robots were entering the secret production stage. That was a good thing. The world order was changing, and once everything began at full speed, it would be their opportunity.
For a long time, their culture had been exceptional and their talents abundant. Naturally, they were unwilling to remain confined to the tiny Island Nation.
"What should we do next?" Kishida Honoo bent slightly at the waist and asked carefully.
After pondering with his narrow eyes for a while, An Bei made his decision. "Amend the party charter and constitution. Seek a longer term in office."
Sato Ryuichi and Kishida Honoo exchanged glances, secretly shocked.
An Bei paid no attention to their reactions. "How is the nuclear fusion technology progressing?"
Sato Ryuichi looked solemn as he spoke