The Gaians learned the painful lessons of the last terrorist attack. The reconstruction project of the New Tower of Babel has invested in the cutting-edge technology of the Milky Way: entropy balance alloy, quantum reverse folding defense barrier, and multi-layer phase shock absorption structure. This 8,000-meter-high steel giant building was once known as the "unshakable fortress in the sea of ​​stars", but at this moment, under the dense laser bombardment of the rebel fleet, it was like a wounded giant beast, gasping, trembling, and moaning.

"The New Tower of Babel is the strongest building in the galaxy... but it can't withstand such explosions." Admiral Crowley's first-class tapped the dark heather pipe in his hand with his knuckles, trying to maintain his usual general demeanor in the flying dust. However, the crisp sound of the pipe tapping the tabletop was like a futile ceremony, so weak that it was almost completely submerged by the deafening explosion.

"Oh my God! They are going to blow up the Tower of Babel! Oh my God! We will die here!" Finance Minister Huang Jing, who had just taken office for less than two weeks, had been in office. The Chinese woman originally thought she would be responsible for budget, taxation and economic growth, but unfortunately got involved in this urgent meeting that determined her fate. She looked up at the crumbling ceiling above her head, her face pale as paper, her voice was hoarse in fear, and she screamed from time to time. Her fingers clutched the edge of the circular conference table, as if it was her only anchor point in the chaos.

However, she was not the only person who lost his composure in the conference hall. Speaker Barry's fat body seemed to be squeezed into a ball by fear, and his oily cheeks twitched constantly due to excessive pressure. His assistant trembled with antihypertensive medicine for him, and the Speaker rushed to stuff the pills into his mouth, as if it was the last straw that could save his life. Interior Minister Jin Kana, short and slack, had already collapsed on the chair, like a deflated rubber ball. Many senators simply got under the conference table, hugging their knees, and every shaking shock in the artillery fire made them scream in a low voice.

"The official is to blame for this matter! The intelligence department is completely dereliction of duty, and we are kept in the dark!" A low but unquestionable voice broke the panic noise. The speaker was the Minister of War Timusingh, a symbol of Gaia's military power, and he remained consistently cold and hard at this moment. Although there were continuous shattered dust on the ceiling above his head, he sat straight and his face looked like a mountain. However, on his pale temples, the fine cold sweat shone with a glimmer of light, which was the pressure and anxiety that even he could not hide himself.

"The intelligence issue is indeed worthy of investigation." Minister of Homeland Security Lucas Silva slapped the table, his voice rising octave due to anger. He waved his arm hard and pointed at Temusinger: "But now?! We are sitting here waiting for death, and all the fleets are standing by! Those fleets that have not participated in the rebellion are waiting and watching! Is the Gaia fleet all rebelled?! What are you military leaders planning to do?"

"Oh," Admiral Mi Hui, who had been silent, finally spoke, his voice low and cold, "It's no point in finding someone to account. The question is whether we want to agree to the First Fleet's ultimatum."

The sound of artillery fire seemed to be louder and louder, and every roar seemed to be the final judgment. Outside the conference hall, the azure blue light curtain of the protective energy field gradually dimmed, and cracks spread like lightning. The walls trembled, the dome was shaking, and the fate of the entire building seemed to be hanging only on the last thin filament.

At this moment, only a few soldiers were able to keep calm. Their eyes were intertwined in dust and mist, like the last decision-maker in the Colosseum, and everyone suddenly remained silent.

"In fact, Felix von Babenberg's conditions were unexpectedly mild. He only asked President He to step down, and all the cabinet resigned, and Tang Weitt would serve as the president of the interim government. He would not pursue the participants of the riot. He would improve the welfare of ordinary soldiers and never default on pensions."

Admiral Mi Hui's voice was slow and low, but it was particularly clear at this moment, as if a cold front had cut through the tension in the conference hall. As the interval of a heavy shelling, the thunderous roar from the outside was temporarily calmed down, and the air seemed to be filled with a sense of vacuum being drained, and each word stirred up ripples like a stone thrown into stagnant water.

"You didn't say it all?" Speaker Barry suddenly stood up and slapped his thick palms on the table, as if he wanted to use this faint sound to confront the terror of the outside world. "There is also the disbandment of Congress and all parties! The party ban is implemented! What is this?! This is a naked dictatorship, a puppet rule! It is an absolute coup!!"

"Von Babenberg was a prince. If he wanted to be a monarch, can we stop him?" Mi Hui raised his eyelids, his tone was still calm, but his cold eyes swept over every trembling face on the table, as if he was being judged. "What is He Meili? CEO of Star Co., Ltd.? Or an executive who rotates every five years? Besides, she will definitely lose this election, and losing to Tang Weit is a foregone conclusion. Now, following the flow and letting society return to stability is not the best choice? All military bases have not been attacked and civilians have not been hurt. Babenberg just stood up and said that everyone had long had resentment."

"Mihui! Have you colluded with the rebels?!" Minister Silva suddenly stood up, his voice distorted by anger and fear.

"Lucas, speak to evidence!" Mi Hui's voice was still calm, as if the blade had brushed through the metal. He was not infected by Silva's anger, but turned his eyes to the military leaders present. "Babinberg is generous by nature and treats us well. Over the years, his kindness and gifts have probably been enjoyed by everyone here. How beautiful is it?" Mi Hui paused, turned his eyes to Silva, with his eyes as sharp as an eagle, "The daughter of a Thai restaurant owner, knows nothing about military affairs, but has repeatedly interfered in military decision-making. Whenever the war fails, she insults the generals indiscriminately, 'You waste taxpayers' money! You waste taxpayers' lives!' What else can she do besides suppressing people with power?"

All the military leaders present naturally knew what General Mi Hui pointed out that they had not taken the benefits of Felix over the years. Some people even had very fat food through the "Stone Society". Of course, He Meili and the Green Party also had great favors to them. Everyone made a fortune in this long interstellar war, and the military leaders were all silent.

No one spoke. The military leaders exchanged a few glances tacitly, silent as iron, tacitly understood.

At this moment, the artillery fire from the outside world sounded again. This time the roar became even stronger, like the sound of heaven's punishment. The conference table vibrated violently, and the dust on the ceiling fell like heavy snow. Slight cracks began to appear on the walls. The last layer of the barrier of the defense energy field was lit up by strong light, making a heart-pounding buzzing sound.
Chapter completed!