Chapter 1487: Chapter 502: Residual Might (Part 5)
Long Chen asked with difficulty.
“No need to worry about this. The Dragon String Council President has also made so arrangents to deal with it, just needs so ti.”
Long Bai said to everyone.
“Damn, then what’s there to hesitate about, we’re definitely not giving this thing away!”
Farren exclaid excitedly.
“I agree, why should we give it to the Alien Race!”
Long Chen also expressed his stance.
Long Lan, having composed himself, gritted his teeth and said.
“Since my father is unwilling to hand it over to the Alien Race, then of course I can’t agree to give it to them either.”
“That’s right, the item is ours, why should we give it to the Alien Race.”
Alicia smiled and concurred.
“I also agree, in accordance with the Council Chairman’s will, we will never hand it over!”
Gakels said in a deep voice.
“Well said, I raise both hands in agreent.”
Long Ying said with imnse excitent.
Long Bai heard this, his purple eyes twinkling, and said sharply.
“Since everyone agrees not to hand it over, then we will stand against the Alien Race to the end. If they want to fight us, we will fight them!”
“That’s right, fight them to the end!”
Farren and others said excitedly.
Su Ming stood quietly to the side watching, not surprised by this result. Who would hand over sothing already in their possession?
At this ti, Alicia spoke up.
“Now that the matter of whether to keep it is settled, let’s talk about how to distribute this thing. Also, the Dragon String Council President is dead, and the Federation has no Council Chairman now, what should we do?”
Upon hearing Alicia’s words, everyone looked at Long Bai.
Long Bai said solemnly to everyone.
“It’s simple, we hold an election where everyone present competes fairly, and the winner will beco the President of the Federation Council, who will be in charge of this item.”
“Alright, it’s settled then!”
Farren and others all agreed.
“Since we’ve co to an agreent, I suppose you all know what to do next, don’t you?”
Long Bai said to Farren and the others.
“Yes!”
“Great, then let’s go, everyone is waiting for us!”
“Alright!”
Farren and the others nodded in agreent.
Long Bai led everyone out.
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Central Interstellar Airport in Starlight City.
Countless citizens gathered in various areas of the interstellar airport, looking up at the sky.
Xinlad and others gathered at the docking area, like ants on a hot pan.
“Why haven’t they returned yet?”
“How long has it been!”
“This really is nerve-wracking!”
…
Reporters on the scene continuously broadcast updates.
“Dear citizens, as of now, Lord Gakels and the others have not returned. We are closely monitoring the situation and will provide real-ti updates as soon as there is news.”
….
The live broadcast ratings reached an all-ti high, and whether citizens or soldiers were watching wherever possible.
Just then, a loud roar ca from the sky.
“Look, it’s the Grey Mist!”
“It’s here!”
…
Everyone looked toward the Grey Mist descending through the clouds, shouting in utmost excitent.
Instantly, the citizens gathered at the interstellar airport were in a frenzy.
Soon, the Grey Mist landed at the designated docking area, and Xinlad and others all walked to the main disembarkation entrance.
Nurous reporters followed, taking pictures continuously at the entrance.
Click!
The entrance opened.
Long Bai, Gakels, Farren, and others walked down with serious expressions.
At this ti, Xinlad and others gathered around, all eyes on Long Bai and the others.
Click!
Countless flashlights went off.
Su Ming watched this scene, also having a headache, wondering how this would end.
At this ti, Farren stepped forward, standing in front of everyone.
In an instant, the gaze of Xinlad, Lord Rosaga, and others focused entirely on Farren.
Countless caras were aid at the Farren City Lord.
With a full smile, Farren said.
“Haha, everyone, don’t worry. We saw the Dragon String Council President, and he’s fine. He’s just not fully recovered to et everyone yet.”
“Farren City Lord is right. My father is well, just getting old and needs so ti to recuperate.”
Long Chen and others also stepped forward to verify.
“Is that really true? That’s great!”
“The Dragon String Council President isn’t dead!”
“Long live the Dragon String Council President!”
…
Whether councillors or citizens, everyone present instantly burst into cheers!
At this point, Gakels stepped forward with a serious expression and said.
“Everyone, quiet down. I’m here to say a few words on behalf of the Dragon String Council President!”
The crowd, excited to the extre, gradually cald down.
“The Dragon String Council President has stated that he needs so ti before he can co out again. The Federation can’t be without leadership for too long, so we will hold an election to select an interim Council President to execute his powers.”
“An election?”
“Just to choose a proxy Council President.”
“That’s acceptable.”
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Everyone expressed their agreent.
The Federation has been without a Council Chairman for a while, making it hard to make decisions.
However, at this mont, Lord Rosaga and others asked.
“Lord Gakels, what about that item?”
Upon hearing this inquiry, everyone looked towards Gakels and others. While the fact that the Dragon String Council President isn’t dead is good news, there still needs to be clarification on that item.
“Let explain this matter. The Dragon String Council President obtained an item, but it is useless to us humans. However, if it falls into the hands of the Alien Race, they will beco imnsely powerful, and we will be dood. The Dragon String Council President is holding onto it to protect us, not willing to hand it over to the Alien Race!”
Farren explained directly.
“I see, then we definitely can’t give it to the Alien Race!”
“I knew the Dragon String Council President wouldn’t put us in harm’s way.”
…
The crowd shouted excitedly.
Watching this scene, Su Ming’s mouth slightly twitched.
Really, what a group of guys. These high-rollers collectively lied and pacified the crisis in minutes.
The three city lords, the entire Dragon Family, and Admiral Kabunofa indeed managed to suppress all opposing voices.
This was when Gakels spoke in a deep voice.
“Alright, everyone, disperse! The Federation will hold an election in one month, so please prepare ahead.”
“Understood!”
Many councillors responded in unison.
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