Then.
"Ding-dong."
"Your secretary-general, Hexi, requests a meeting."
"Come in."
The mechanical door opened.
Hexi walked in wearing an OL skirt suit. She adjusted the gold-rimmed, lensless glasses on her delicate nose bridge, looking every bit the sophisticated urban beauty.
But the moment she entered, she began to advise him, "Han Fei, we're developing too quickly, and our population is too small. Although we have Ghost Shadow Ninjas, those things can only serve as cannon fodder and laborers. They can't become intelligent workers, and besides..."
Hexi hesitated, then decided she was probably worrying too much.
After going through the education machine, it was normal for there to be some lingering side effects in people's thinking. She shouldn't alarm everyone over nothing. As for the strange atmosphere among the public, wasn't there already a propaganda machine keeping watch? Forget it. She would observe quietly for now.
That was what Hexi, extraordinarily intelligent yet overly innocent—her memory loss had only worsened that trait—thought.
Han Fei frowned, tapping his fingers on the desk as he looked out at the clear blue sky.
"I'm in a hurry."
Hexi sighed.
Sure enough, it was as though something behind him was desperately chasing him.
"But we can slow down a little."
Han Fei still changed his mind.
He had made it this far partly thanks to his cheat, but he himself had also played no small part in getting here. He could reflect on himself, calm down quickly, preferred to lie low, was cautious, could harden his heart when necessary, knew his own limits, and kept improving himself.
So, although he was excited and even beginning to grow arrogant inside, Han Fei chose to calm down after a moment.
The exploitation was currently a little too harsh. Fortunately, the people of Tianxuan Star were not modern