Chapter 61 Zhao Song's legacy

In the eastern part of the Iseras Empire, the largest city in the northern hemisphere of Stoke, the capital of the former Telsi Republic, is already late at night. However, this city, which is regarded as a commercial place in several countries in the southwest, is still brightly lit, like day.

The headquarters of Efferson Manufacturing Company stands in the city.

The company, which is famous for producing cheap light brains, has been established for more than ten years. It has gradually monopolized low-end light brain hosts and accessories in several small countries in the southwest, and its business is booming, making the bosses of other companies watching it slowly rise jealous.

At this time, in a secret conference room on the top of the company, several people gathered around a round table and talked about something.

The old man sitting at the head looked a little unpremely. He sighed and said, "Iselas's army has almost reached the capital of the Lichma Federation. Those Lichma politicians are still discussing whether it is war or peace. I really can't figure out what those fat guys are thinking."

A person sitting below said disdainfully, "Those politicians are only thinking about their own wallets. They are all supported by those chaebols, as long as their interests are not involved... Maybe they are still intrigued with each other at this time."

"The federal bureaucracy is too bloated and gives Zagu a opportunity to take advantage of it."

"I can't figure out that the Federation can lose with a fleet much stronger than its opponents on its own territory."

I heard that Icerus invited a lot of innate masters from nowhere. The battle directly broke through the federal defense front and destroyed the flagship of the federal fleet from the inside. How can the federal fleet that has lost command be Zagu's opponent?

"Is this true or false? Where did Zagu get so many innate masters?

"Who knows..."

The old man sitting at the head looked at the noisy people below, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more obvious. After a long time, he looked at the light brain on his wrist and frowned, "Why hasn't Zheng Yichun come yet? Fifteen minutes have passed. Is there anything wrong with him?

Several people looked at each other, and one of them wondered, "I don't think anything will happen. What we have done has always been kept secret and will not be known."

"Zagu has now included Telsi in his control, and the number of patrolling military police has increased a lot during this period. I'm a little worried..." The old man's face showed a trace of worry.

"What are you afraid of! Uncle Li and Uncle Yang's fleet has been secretly expanded to more than 600, and there are more than 100,000 people in the base. Even if Yichun is arrested, we can save them.

With a bang, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

Several people suddenly turned around, and one of them put his hand on his waist in an instant. When he opened the door and came in, he took it back.

"Yichun, why did you come here now? Isn't something wrong?"

A middle-aged man who seemed to be in his forties came in. Hearing the old man's concerned inquiry, he turned around and closed the door. He quickly came to the old man. While fiddling with the light brain in his hand, he said, "Chairman, look at this."

Several people's curiosity was aroused by him, and one person said to the people around him, "What's wrong with Yichun? How can a person who is usually very stable become so irritable?"

Another person said, "I'm not sure. Is there a change in the war on the federal side?"

The light brain shoots a light and unfolds a three-dimensional image in the open space next to it.

"What is this? Entertainment program?" The old man, as the chairman, frowned and raised his voice, "Yichun, it's time for the meeting. Zagu's fleet has entered the Federation. Now is a good opportunity to attack their logistics supply line. Time is precious. Why do you still have time to deal with these things?"

"Chairman, don't you think this person is a little familiar..." Zheng Yichun said and took a step back.

"...Miss Zhao Xiyue, what she brought us is..." The sweet voice of the host came from the light brain, and then the image darken, and two rounds of crescent moons rose.

"Chu Tang's National Day Party?" The chairman glanced at him with a little anger on his face, but when he saw that Zheng Yichun seemed to be a little excited, he thought for a moment and did not ask him to close it.

Suddenly, his eyes widened at the three-dimensional image, his mouth opened, took a cold breath, and muttered, "This is...this is..." When he heard that Telsi and Hilverst surrender to Iselas at the same time, he did the same expression.

After the heavenly sound was over, several people were still like in a dream, and their ears were full of the echo of the wonderful sound.

I don't know how long it took, Zheng Yichun was the first to come to his senses. Even when he enjoyed this song for the third time, he was stunned for a minute. Looking at the stunned appearance of several people around him, Zheng Yichun shook his head helplessly, coughed a few times, and woke up the crowd.

"What kind of song is this? It's so beautiful. I've never heard such a beautiful song in my life..."

"Fairy song, this is definitely a fairy song. God, when I heard this song, I felt like I was in a dream..."

Two younger people have groaned and exclaimed, but the chairman still stared at the screen and suddenly woke up. He grabbed Zheng Yichun's clothes and roared, "Who is she? Where did you get this image!"

"Cough..." Zheng Yichun's throat was itchy by the old man's strength and struggled to break free from his hand.

"Chairman, just when I was about to go out, my daughter and wife were watching Chu Tang's party. I was stunned as soon as I heard this song. After that, I opened my light brain and played the song again, and then I found that the appearance of this singing was... unexpectedly..."

"Brother Yichun, why does she look like your friends?" One person asked with a smile.

" Shut up!" The old man turned around and shouted loudly, and immediately everyone's neck shrank, and no one dared to say a word. The chairman turned around and looked at Zheng Yichun: "What's her name?"

"I heard from the host that her name is Zhao Xiyue..."

"Zhao Xiyue...Zhao...Zhao...Zhao!" The chairman couldn't help saying this word, and suddenly burst into tears and cried loudly.

"Chairman, does she... really have something to do with Her Majesty?" Zheng Yichun was also stunned. He just felt that the girl was extremely similar to the late queen, so he showed it to them.

The chairman wiped his eyes, looked serious, and shouted, "Xiao Wu, Xiaoqi, check the safety of this house immediately; Zhongheng, look outside the door and don't let anyone get close to here."

Several people looked at each other and knew that the chairman might have a big announcement. Although they had checked the house again and again, the old man's order could not be refused and immediately moved.

When everyone returned to their seats, the old man said solemnly, "Presumably everyone knows very well what our company was founded and the purpose of our company." Speaking of this, the old man's eyes swept over the crowd: "Xiaoqi, say."

A young man stood up with an excited face and said, "Prepare funds and make his own contribution to the restoration of the Zhao and Song Empire!"

"Yes, I hope you can always remember this mission." The old man said with satisfaction, "At the beginning, the queen escaped the pursuit of the government army with the help of the mysterious man and established the restoration base of the empire. At that time, I, Yichun, Zhongheng, and Xiaoqi, your father, established the Everson Company here on the commission of the queen. With the light brain technical information provided by the royal family and our efforts, we have come to this day step by step.

"Four years ago, when I heard the news that the base was captured and the queen detonated the Phoenix Sky, I was desperate and didn't even have the courage to live." The old man said this with a long sigh, but then a flash of brilliance flashed on his face: "Later, I heard some surviving people say that before the government forces captured the base, the queen had let the princess leave the base escorted by the fleet."

"What? Your Highness!" Xiao Wu was shocked and shouted in consterren, "Isn't Her Majesty not married?"

The old man stared at him fiercely, and Xiao Wu's neck shrank and never dared to say a word again.

" Speaking of which, I have heard about it." The old man sighed and said, "It seems that the mysterious man who saved the queen fell in love with the queen, but was forced to leave because of something."

"So, Your Highness is still alive in the world?" Xiaowu shouted again and looked at the three-dimensional image that had finished playing. He was shocked: "Is it... her?"

"I don't know." The old man shook his head, but this time he did not scold Xiao Wu. He said, "She looks about the same age and looks very similar to the queen. In addition, the surname is Zhao... Whether she is a princess or not, we must find out her origin and details!"

Say this, the old man suddenly stood up and revealed a fierce momentum all over his body.

"Send my order, Xiao Wu, Xiao Qi, you go and contact the rebels disguised as pirates, such as Li Jin and Yang Kehai, and take this good opportunity to attack Zagu's logistics line."

"Yes!" Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi shouted in unison, revealing a trace of excitement in their rigorous look.

"Zhongheng, you immediately take this three-dimensional image to contact Liang Lao, Song Lao, as well as the Chinese army of Isselas, as well as the people scattered in the Hilvanst and Lichma Federation. Be sure to let them see this image with their own eyes!"

"Yes!"

"Yichun, you go with Zhongheng. I believe that with the vision of Liang Lao and Song Lao, you can definitely see something. At that time, they are bound to send someone to Chu Tang to investigate the matter. At that time, you can go there with them and remember to keep in touch with the company at any time!"

After several people left, the old man sat alone in the conference room.

For a long time, he stretched out his slightly dry hand and groped out a badge that once represented the identity of the viscount of the Zhao and Song Empire from his arms, and put it in his hand.

"Is this... a love of God... Your Majesty, please have a spirit in heaven, and you must bless us..."