The calm before the storm; the Speaker takes office; Little Dragon God: imperial brother?

Early the next morning.

Shrek.

Ling Zichen stared at the old research projects in her hands for a long while, a thoughtful look in her eyes. Just then, a teasing voice rang out.

"Boss, what's got you so absorbed? Pavilion Master Wang is waiting outside for you. Lin Yuan's inauguration is about to start. Why don't we go watch it in person?"

Tang Miao, deputy hall master of the Tang Sect's Douluo Hall, walked in from outside, waving his little fan with a broad smile.

The Tang Sect and Shrek had always been one, and scientific research was one of his main responsibilities at Douluo Hall. Ling Zichen had also once been his teacher, a bond Tang Miao treasured deeply.

Ling Zichen thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Never mind. I'll watch the television broadcast later. Little Wang can represent the academy in pledging allegiance. Most of the Federation's Divine Rank and True God Rank experts are now on the battlefield, holding back First Seat Tianma's invasion. I want to see if I can use this time to figure out what exactly that 'bomb' First Seat Tianlong mentioned is."

Tang Miao said:

"Surely there's no need, Boss? The situation on the battlefield is undoubtedly in our favor. And according to reports from our warships that have already reached the Longma Galaxy, First Seat Tianlong is still on Tianlong Planet. As long as he doesn't act, this war will probably end like the others, with both sides negotiating. Besides, it's only a few hours. I really don't think it's necessary."

Ling Zichen sighed. "If only it were that simple. We still don't even know what gave the Longma Galaxy the confidence to wage war against the Federation. Until we understand the enemy's strategic objectives, we can't let ourselves become