Chapter 4 Chapter 3 See you in space tomorrow

In a modest family home on the other side of the city, Marlowe has a second date.He listened for a long time, and finally said carefully: "Yes, I have heard about your efforts to win the merchant seat in the parliament. But why are you looking for me, Izzy?" Izzy smiled.Whether you ask him or not, this person will always remind you that he is the first group of outsiders who came to the base to receive non-religious higher education. "I have a reason." He said: "Do you still remember the first time I met you? Last year." "In the Merchant Conference."

"Yeah. You preside over the meetings, and you're such a docile, fidgety brat. You're good to the people of the base, too. Anyway, you've got magic power—at least the odd public. Attraction. Actually, it’s the same.” "Very good." Marlowe showed indifference; "but why at this time?" "Because now is the opportunity. Do you know that the Minister of Education has handed in his resignation? Although it has not been made public, it will be soon." "How did you know?" "Well—don't ask," he waved his hand as if in disgust: "It's not wrong. The Action Party is about to break openly, and we can take this opportunity to kill him. It can be straightforward to demand equal treatment for Hong Kong merchants—or, At least be democratic, for or against."

Marlo lazily sat back in the chair and stared at his fat fingers: "Um, sorry, Izzy, I have to go out on business next week, so you have to find someone else." Izzy stared: "Business? What kind of business?" "Ultra top secret, Triple A first priority, stuff like that, you know. The kind that have to be consulted with the mayor's own confidential secretary." "Snake Sand?" Izzy seemed exasperated. "What a game! That bastard is going to play you, Marlo—" "Calm down!" Ma Yan pressed Yiqi's clenched fist with both hands: "Don't get angry, if it's really a trap, one day I will come back to settle the score; if not, your poisonous snake sand can't escape us The palm of your hand. Listen, the Sheldon crisis is coming."

Marlowe expected a reaction, but there was none. Izzy just stared; "What Sheldon crisis?" "Galaxy!" Marlowe was very discouraged, and suddenly furious: "What are you doing at school all day long? Asking such stupid questions that throw your head in?" Izzy frowned, "If you'd like to explain—" "I'll explain it to you." After a long silence, Marlowe relaxed his brows, and said: "When the Galactic Empire declined from the border area, and the end of the galaxy recovered its barbarism and left, Sheldon and a group of spiritual history Scientists built a colony, a base, out of this mess to preserve the arts, sciences, and engineering that formed the nucleus of the Second Empire."

"Oh,--" "The future path of the base has been set according to the history of the mind. It is highly developed, and a series of crises are arranged on the way, our way to the new empire in the future. Every crisis, every Sheldon crisis, is for the future. Our history breaks new ground. Now we're approaching the next one -- and the third." Izzy frowned and said, "It seems to have been mentioned in school, but I have graduated for a long time—much longer than you." "I guess so. Forget it. The point is, I sent people out of town while the crisis was developing. Don't know what to expect when I come back, but councilor elections happen every year."

Izzy raised his head and said, "You already have a clue?" "No." "Have you made a plan?" "Not at all." "That--" "It's okay. Han Ding said: 'Success depends on careful planning alone is useless, you have to be adaptable.'. I am very adaptable." Izzy shook his head and hesitated, and the two stood staring at each other without saying a word. Suddenly Marlowe said very seriously: "Well, how about you come with me? Don't stare, old man. You were a businessman before you decided to mess with politics. That's what I've heard so far. "

"Where are you going? Tell me." "Let's go to Huasongliang first, and I can't say more before entering space. How about it?" "What if Shahoran wants me to stay where he can see it?" "Not necessarily. If he is anxious to get rid of me, what about you? Speaking of which, if the merchant can't choose his own crew, who would want to go to space? I can pick whoever I like!" There was a strange light in Izzy's eyes: "Okay, I'll go." He stretched out his hand: "This is the first time I've set sail in three years."

Ma Fu clasped the opponent's hand and shook it up and down: "Okay! Great! Now I have to gather the crew. Do you know where the Yuanxing Pier is? See you on the boat tomorrow!"