Rebellion was out of the question. Did they really think this was like the novels he had read in his previous life, where someone got a system, betrayed their own civilization, ran off to establish a new civilization, and became an emperor?
As far as Lin Fan was concerned, people like that should all be shot. The moment they had some capital, they forgot who they were.
Besides, the Federation's president was Lin Fan's father. What kind of sick son rebelled against his own father?
Solving this problem was not difficult at all. He just had to lay everything out with Lin Zhen. They were family; there was nothing they could not discuss.
As long as he explained things clearly, with Lin Zhen at the top, there were plenty of ways to resolve it.
Was he supposed to be like those protagonists, hiding things from family and friends until tragedy after tragedy unfolded?
Having made his decision, Lin Fan contacted Lin Zhen and told him that there was something important he needed to discuss face-to-face. Communications were not secure enough; he had to return to Earth to say it.
Although Lin Zhen was puzzled about what could be so important that Lin Fan had to return to Earth in person—
Once he saw the seriousness on Lin Fan's face, more solemn than ever before, he agreed. He also notified Saunders that he had urgent business requiring Lin Fan to return to Earth.
After all, Lin Fan was the highest-ranking commander on the front lines. He absolutely could not leave whenever he pleased; there had to be a sufficiently good reason.
Speaking of which, returning to Earth now was incredibly easy. Through the Stargate, as long as the distance was within one million kilometers, no matter how far away the destination