Lin Qi sat in the car, watching the scenery outside and the pedestrians by the roadside as he thought about Senator Landon and the professor's decision. He found it somewhat amusing.
But not that funny.
No matter what angle they used to prove that their actions had nothing to do with power, when all was said and done, power still occupied the greater part of it.
For those politicians who were already accustomed to ruling over others, choosing between going to the Equator to become ordinary people or members of the upper-middle class, and staying in the Federation as part of the Ruling Class, had never been a difficult question.
"Take me to the Presidential Palace..."
Lin Qi gave the order, and the entire convoy adjusted its route. More than twenty minutes later, it entered the Presidential Palace grounds.
Conner was somewhat surprised by Lin Qi's sudden visit. Recently, his work had not been as hectic as before and could even be described as relaxed.
After all, the entire society had begun revolving around the construction of shelters. Many high-level but unimportant matters would naturally decrease.
He also had more time to do his own things.
"What brings you here?"
Conner appeared delighted and enthusiastic. "Coffee, or water?"
Lin Qi asked for coffee. The secretary immediately brought in the hot coffee that had arrived a few minutes earlier, then closed the office door.
"I just came from Landon's place. He told me quite a few members of Congress plan to stay behind."
Conner sat in the seat representing the Federation's highest authority and nodded casually. "That's indeed the case. I've heard about it too, which is why I sometimes feel conflicted."
"Although I've already made my decision, seeing that they don't want to leave gives me second thoughts."
"You know,