In a military base in Southern Europe, many people sat gathered in the war room. They wore different attire: government officials in suits and ties, military generals in green uniforms, and research directors in white lab coats.
A bald army general wearing a red beret said disdainfully, "Are you sure that woman will let this referendum pass? After being dogs that only knew how to wag their tails for so long, have you all forgotten who the master is?"
"Well, Dr. Mei did not reject the proposal to hold a referendum, so there is still room to maneuver." The air force general seated beside the bald general spoke as well. Unlike the decisive, hard-edged red-beret general, he had a refined, scholarly air about him.
"Tch." The bald General Miller cursed disdainfully. "Do you really think that woman is making concessions to you? I think she is afraid of dying herself. Is that kind of power something ordinary people can control? She is getting more and more ambitious now—she even wants to keep a Law-Ruler under her control."
"That is not necessarily the case." Heiluoqi, the government elite seated across from him, finally spoke. "This is a matter of great importance. I do not think Dr. Mei would be so unreasonable. If this referendum is forcibly vetoed, we will not be the only ones dissatisfied. Isn't Revis an example?"
Dr. Mei's decision to imprison the Twelfth Law-Ruler had enraged the vast majority of people, especially the Fire Moth council. The council, which had nearly become a rubber stamp, had displayed astonishing courage several days earlier. All the oligarchic councilors except Dr. Mei had joined forces to forcibly pass a proposal.
The proposal called for selecting three hundred representatives from around the world to debate whether the Twelfth Law-Ruler should be executed,