"Congratulations."

In the brief silence, Russell suddenly heard Yegor's voice.

The sitting secretary general said: "It's really not easy to work hard for so many years."

Russell calmly replied: "If you have any, you will only fulfill your responsibility."

The rise of the heavenly genealogy is doubtful, and the reorganization of the ideal country with the golden dawn can be said to be a foregone conclusion.

Besides, even if there is no such possibility, Russell will never give up.

But Yegor didn't expect that what was expected to happen ten years later would be mentioned before...

If the Ideal Country wants to reorganize, it will inevitably snatch things from the plates of the governing bureau in the future. This will be just a matter of time or a later time.

Sovereignty in the present situation.

It sounds illusory, but in fact it has involved every aspect. It is absolutely impossible to say that it belongs to someone or organization.

This is true even for an ideal country.

The governing bureau has been in charge for seventy years and has developed for seventy years. It is a must-have to create the current situation. Even if it belongs to the Astronomical Society, why do you ask people to return it with just one mouth?

Besides, even if you give it to you, will you be able to do it?

This will surely be a long and long tug of war.

Even though the two sides have not had any friction yet, what if Russell wants to go further? What if... Russell wants to restart the Kingdom of Heaven?

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Without the pressure from the abyss, the two of them would definitely not be able to sit here so peacefully now.

But at the same time, both sides also maintain the greatest restraint. Whether out of inner expectations or based on reality, astronomical associations can no longer withstand the second division and civil war, and the current situation cannot bear such serious consequences.

Yegor's congratulations are indeed from the bottom of his heart, but more of them are probably a greeting to his opponent.

"I should thank you. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a good opportunity." Russell sighed: "I didn't expect that you could get through it now. You actually have the courage to use the privileges granted by the Pioneer and make an agreement with Ah's counterattack plan."

"Are you laughing at me?"

Yegor glanced at him, "This has nothing to do with whether the heavenly genealogy can develop through this, it is just for the preparation of the next deep tide."

If you use everything, you will advance; if you don’t use it, you will lose it.

If this battle between the worlds is hiding behind the city wall, then when the next deep tide rises, how can there be the courage to become enemies with the abyss?

"But what about time?" Russell asked, "There is not much time left in the present situation."

“…”

Yegor was slightly silent, not knowing why the old turtle's news was so erratic that it was unpleasant. After thinking for a while, he replied: "According to the Doomsday Clock, we have nine hundred years to conservatively predict. The premise is that there is no erosion of deep tides, otherwise it will be accelerated further."

At the latest, nine hundred years later, the entire present situation will completely collapse, follow the cycle of the abyss, and return to nothingness.

If the current situation is mobilized and corrected, the more damage it causes to the three pillars, and the time will be shortened further. This is why astronomical organizations have always imposed such harsh restrictions on the crowned and natural enemies.

Every part of the power used in the abyss is the blood of the present realm.

"Since you have heard of this, you should know it." Yegor said: "A few days ago, the Seventeenth World Destruction Plan Committee was established."

“Reshape the framework for present situation?”

"Well." Yegor nodded, "not just that. After this war between the worlds is over, we will carry out a complete reorganization-"

Yegor finally turned around, looked at his opponent, and sent an invitation: "Russell, is the Third Genesis Project Committee coming?"

Russell is silent.

Plan of Destruction, Plan of Creation.

The two are integrated into one, both of which are transformations for the entire present situation, but in fact, the directions they point are completely different.

The former is to demolish old houses, reorganize the decayed foundation, rebuild them, and strive to reduce all drawbacks and internal frictions. The latter is another large-scale development.

It is no longer limited to the inside, but seeks to the outside.

To plunder the essence of the abyss, artificially activate the cycle of the abyss again to continue the present time.

Inject life into this world again!

Its complexity and difficulty are even more troublesome than a battlefield as fierce as a battle in all realms.

Destruction is always simpler than creation. The price you need to pay for achieving something, maintaining and regenerating the world, even astronomical will feel that it is too much and it is difficult to get.

After a long silence, Russell asked: "Are you sure?"

"If you are not sure, you have to do it. If you miss this opportunity and do nothing, you will only be infatuated for thousands of years. If you are ashamed of the latecomers, what qualifications do you have to claim to be the current situation?"

Yegor answered decisively: "This world cannot be saved by an ideal country, Russell."

"But Ideal Country could not save anything back then."

Russell lowered his eyes and stared at the old badge that was circling with his fingertips: "This is the ridiculous thing, we were not able to even save ourselves, so we fell into such a situation."

"Then give me some time and let me try it!"

Yegor finally turned around and looked at him: "At this point, is there anyone other than me who can do these things?

You should understand me, Russell.

There is no need for a savior who falls from the sky at a critical moment, nor does it require so many struggles and fights, and this world can win the future in a better way."

He said, "I just need you to help me."

Russell, didn't speak.

That look...unconcealed.

I kindly asked Russell for this support.

Even if you are your opponent and your future enemy in front of you.

If there is only one person left in this world who can understand himself, understand what he is chasing, and experience the difficult situation he is facing, then he must be the old thing in front of him who never likes to tell the truth.

Yegor believed in this so firmly.

The darkness of all realms?

Whether it is the World Destruction Plan or the World Creation Plan, he can leave enough space. Even if he witnessed the importance of Dongjun, the possibility of Taiyi, and the position he will occupy in the future, he doesn't care.

Not only is the crucial position of the Creation Plan Committee, but even he can promise the reconstruction of the future ideal country. Even if he wants to return to his former position, there is no problem in regaining the authority of the present situation.

With Yegor controlling the situation and governing the situation and the ideal country, it will never evolve to the point of tit-for-tat.

This is the best way.

Nothing else.

Even Russell had to admit this.

It is precisely because of this that I am silent about it.

Until a long time later, he smiled silently and sighed suddenly: "It seems that you really want to be the president."

"yes."

Yegor nodded firmly: "I must."

"Is this done for the present situation, Yegor?" Russell asked again.

"Of course." He answered without hesitation: "But it doesn't prevent you from satisfying your wishes at the same time, right?"

"Hey." Russell laughed, "Just just look at a little bit, you really deserve to be in the governing bureau."

"It's just about each other, I'm from an ideal country."

Ambitionists who uncover their selfish desires into the so-called public heart, and madmen who have overtaken their personal ideals from the very beginning...

Isn’t this the trace of order and desire engraved into their bone marrow?

It is precisely because of this that it is clear.

Incompatible.

Even if they are close to each other, they are late.

"Let's take a look first."

Russell did not refuse or agree, but just looked at the projections from the probe mirrors, "The future is too far, look in front of you first."

On the aerial view of hell, the glow of the iron stream is still advancing in an orderly manner, towards the tide of the abyss whistling in the distance.

It was the silver and red and black that could be distinguished by the naked eye, little by little, and gradually approaching each other.

The counterattack in the present situation has just begun.

.

With the roar of the Iron City, layers of domes opened above the Sky Prison Fortress, and the ripples of the Styx River contracted out of the middle to create a huge gap.

Slowly caught the iron light that still had the remaining sun flames.

——Dongjun, descend!
To be continued...