2075. Francis-Underwood (Part 1)
"That's nonsense! That's such nonsense!!" A furious voice came from an apartment in the Dawn Star Planet capital city Dawn City South Street.
Dawn City South Street is a not spacious street, and the surrounding houses don't actually look very tall and luxurious, but here, Duchy of Dawn's top officials and dignitaries gather.
Because this street was the initial landing point confirmed by Tang Xiao with a tap on the mothership's holographic star map.
Therefore, no matter how it develops in the future, even if Dawn City is now a super urban area with a total population of more than 100 million, it will all be built around South Street.
The city hall where Dawn City, the first manager at that time, the village chief Graham, worked was also located here. In the beginning, the incredible so-called mansions built by Tang Xiao in order to attract those Master Class talents were also in this area.
South Street can be said to be the place that carries all the memories of the development of Fourth Civilization. After that, Fourth Civilization almost all the office areas of central administrative agencies were set up with South Street as the core.
Click!! A crisp crackling sound came from inside the apartment again.
"Have you had enough trouble?" In the apartment, Duchy of Dawn Minister of Internal Affairs Claire-Underwood lit a cigarette for himself, took a deep breath, and just leaned against the door, watching his husband go crazy.
Claire-Underwood, when they were first awakened, organized Outer Rim Sector Mutual Aid Association, and later joined Confederacy of Independent Systems to become Confederacy of Independent Systems Minister of Internal Affairs. After Confederacy of Independent Systems was destroyed, she returned to Duchy of Dawn and became Deputy Minister of the Interior, and now, as Minister of Internal Affairs Daphne-Clement was promoted to Deputy Prime Minister, she took over this position.
During the rise of Fourth Civilization, she attracted a lot of sympathy and support from Outer Rim Territories for the young Fourth Civilization. During the Clone Wars period, she also served as The bond between Fourth Civilization and Confederacy of Independent Systems maintains the complex relationship of mutual suspicion between Tang Xiao and Count Dooku. It can be said that one person deserves the most credit.
Now over 60 years old, she still looks extremely capable. She never lets her hair exceed her cheeks and is always so calm and calm.
And her husband, Duchy of Dawn, the current Prime Minister, Francis-Underwood, is now roaring loudly in the living room like a raging bull. He was so angry that he grabbed a wine bottle from nowhere and tried to smash it down.
"Oh! That won't work." Claire-Underwood stopped him coldly and said, "This bottle of wine was sent by Malastare to Nightglow Fruit Wine. In fact, rather than smashing this bottle of wine, I suggest you have a drink."
"I... Fuc..." Francis-Underwood raised his hand and wanted to smash it down, but finally held back. He suddenly loosened the tie around his neck, opened the bottle cap and took a big gulp.
This horrifyingly expensive Nightglow Fruit Wine is indeed quite useful. Although Francis's chest was still heaving violently, he finally calmed down and stopped smashing things.
"That guy! That guy still withdrew Chris-Ander son! Fuck!!" Francis-Underwood cursed, his face turned red, "Why? Ah, for Operation Zero! For this ridiculous thing, he withdrew all the people who didn't follow his will with just one word!!"
"Chris-Ander sen? Are you talking about that Sector Supply Chain Deputy Minister?" Claire-Underwood stepped forward, took the bottle from her husband, took a sip from the mouth of the bottle, and returned the bottle to him, "He failed to do so for four consecutive months. Meeting the material needs of Vaxian Planet caused the construction period of Dyson Ring to be delayed for at least two months, and it was expected that he would be replaced. Instead of worrying about why he was replaced, why don't you think about why you didn't make a plan for his replacement four months in advance?
Francis pointed at Claire, shook his index finger, and said, "Don't talk to me like that, Claire. You should know what we are facing now. You should know that no matter who they replace, the result will only be worse! Tang Xiao, yes! That's right! It's him!"
"Withdrawing Chris-Ander sen won't offend him." Claire-Underwood dusted off the ashes, "Who did it?"
"Zemo." Francis-Underwood spit out a name through his teeth.
Claire nodded slightly, slightly surprised, "Oh? Zemo? I can probably understand why you are so angry."
"He is a sycophant! A stinky dog who only knows how to lick Tang Xiao's thighs!!" Francis-Underwood said, "He should not be responsible for the appointment of any officials at all! But he still did it! And he did it!! Why? Yes, because he is a dog next to Tang Xiao!! You understand!! A dog beside Tang Xiao can speak usefully!!"
"Now under the premise of Operation Zero, you can indeed do anything under this banner. You can't change it." Claire said lightly.
"That's the problem." Francis-Underwood took another sip of wine, "What is Operation Zero? It's the crazy idea that those war madmen from High Command came up with when they were high on spices!! It was an idea they came up with to cater to the biggest madman, Tang Xiao!! As long as Tang Xiao is happy, a large amount of money will be invested in a large amount of materials! Then they are happy! Because they have more power! But what about the result? Who will bear the result!!??"
Claire didn't speak, just smoked silently, leaving Francis with a sharp profile.
"This plan is to let all of us die, do you understand? This is a crazy behavior that I can't even call it gambling." Francis-Underwood's eyes were a little red, "Obviously we can have a better choice! I always thought that the completion of Dyson Ring can make those crazy people quiet down and see the results of our construction! See our future! But no!! What they are talking about now is how to better carry out that shit Operation Zero with the support of Dyson Ring!!"
Claire still didn't speak. She came to the table, put out her cigarette, and raised her hand to wave. Francis almost instinctively handed over the bottle, and she took it and took another big sip.
After venting for a while, Francis-Underwood seemed to be tired. He sat down directly on the ground along the legs of the table and said with a long sigh, "Twenty years ago, he was just a hairless boy. He came over to beg me and planned a so-called long-term vision for Imperial Chancellor..."
"But you believed it." Claire-Underwood squatted down gently, side by side with her husband, and handed over the cigarette case. After Francis took out a cigarette, he lit it with a classic match.
"Rather than believe it, it's my only choice." Francis spit out a long column of smoke into the sky. "After a little understanding of the situation at that time, I realized that Galactic Republic at that time was far from the stage I was qualified to set foot on. My only choice was to be here, Fourth Civilization. But..."
"War." Claire said the word for him.
"That's right... war." Francis shook his head, "All he thinks about is war, and all he wants is war."