The Federation was a civilized society. When people were dissatisfied with someone, they did not point at his nose and call him a fucking idiot.
Because they were civilized people, whatever they did, they had to maintain the image of civilized people.
Insulting someone was not civilized, but stabbing them in the back was. So was firing a shot from the shadows! The Small Earl seemed to have lost touch with reality. Over the past year or so, he had gradually integrated into Federation society, but he still did not truly understand how terrifying this society was.
Many people thought the Federation was a free and fair country where even the air was fucking sweet.
In reality, it was not.
This place was heaven—or so it appeared.
It was also hell—that was its true nature!
Everything built upon the nature of hell was an illusion.
It was like a horror novel. Terrifying monsters were right beside us, maintaining human appearances as they chatted, ate, made friends, and even slept with us.
You would not feel that you were any different from them. You would think you belonged to the same race and the same species.
Until the other party tore off their disguise.
The Small Earl was like that friend who had chatted, eaten, made friends, and gotten several rounds in with the Federation. He thought that was what the Federation was, but it was not!
Seeing the look of realization on his face, Lin Qi knew that his words had gotten through. He continued, "Actually, you don't need to worry about Gefra at all."
"If you know anything about the current state of our war, you'll know that we're increasing our attacks against Peng Joe."
"As long as we can ensure that we stand on the side of the