Chapter 5

Why

Ye Wenlin shook his head: "None of that matters; what we need to worry about is always our own neighbors"

This time, Ye Wenlin did not provide an explanation, but rather said in a nonchalant manner: "You must remember the advice given to you by your elders. Mischievous child, stop asking so many questions—look at the time, if you don't kneel and greet me soon, are you planning to treat me to dinner?"

Fu stopped in his tracks

The population is decreasing, while the per capita land area is increasing; however, this does not mean that the long-held dream of "everyone having their own home" can be realized. It is unclear when it began, but the distinction between "living above ground" and "living underground" has become a marked class division.

The vast majority of people can only own a property underground throughout their entire lives

This masochist is striving to imagine the disproportionate rewards of labor as a pile of pies falling from the sky, soothing their unbalanced mindset

Indeed, I swear by my character, a little physical labor comes with generous rewards

Ye Wenlin said calmly: "One who does not take advantage of a bargain is a fool, and one who does not seek enjoyment is a country bumpkin"

As for the remuneration ... ... '' Ye Wenlin's gaze swept around the room, and finally, he opened a cabinet, the contents of which made Fu Luo sit up straight.

You mean..." Fu Luodun paused for a moment, involuntarily lowering his voice, "a person."

You went to work as an assistant for that man on television who teaches people how to dress and apply makeup, only to discover that the customers in urgent need of grooming are future leaders. Ye Wenlin wiped away the tears of laughter and said, "You are truly unfortunate"

Fu Luo's gaze swept over the items that Ye Wenlin had promised to give her, which had already been packed and neatly placed in the corner of the wall

Fu Luo decisively shouldered her "reward" and prepared to retreat. As she reached the door, she remembered: "You still haven't told me why you think the humans of that galaxy would go to war with us"

However

Fu Luodun paused for a moment, sincerely raising his head: "I believe there are really not many people in the world who are more magnanimous than I am"

I have met him a few times. Ye Wenlin hesitated for a moment, "He... he has a good reputation, reportedly very reasonable. Because he is relatively young, his thinking is quite agile, and he is also open to others' opinions. His temperament is rather easygoing, so working under him should not be too difficult.

Fu Luomin keenly detected something else in his tone: "Are you saying..."

Ah, wait, wait, wait! Ye Wenlin lunged forward and grabbed the hem of Fu Luo's clothes, saying, "I really have something to ask you for help, and it won't be for nothing!"

Ah... Fu Luoxian was clearly disappointed

Ye Wenlin laughed: "You, what are you talking about? It's not something that just anyone can enter. First, your personal qualities are quite good, and second, I also heard that your mother has some connections with the logistics team, and then there's your father..."

Is the sharp knife going to close down? Will there be no salary? Have you gone completely broke? Can't you hire a moving robot?" This series of four questions, as she saw these things, decisively buried themselves in Fu Luo's own stomach. She raised her head and revealed an unusually positive smile: "When are we moving?"

Fu Luo has lost his spirit: "Yes, that day he kindly praised me for having a very creative holiday"

Hmm, he is a human from another galaxy

Fu Luo's eyes lit up: "So where can I go?"

Casually, she surveyed the emptied room of Ye Wenlin—the false windows displayed lifelike scenery, customizable by the homeowner to any desired scene, such as... forests, cities, deserts, grasslands, or even the ocean floor... The nanomaterials above would present corresponding dynamic images, creating an illusion of being in the midst of it all

The ancestors of humanity from their galaxy, when faced with a crisis, fled at the last moment. Among them were many high-ranking officials from various countries, and what they took away was not just people and supplies, but also the cutting-edge military technology of that time from various nations. In terms of military strength alone, they possessed the capability to engage in battle with us. They established their own government and weathered the most difficult times, but after finally simulating an ecosystem, they quickly shifted from alliance to infighting. To date, their economic monitoring data indicates that the domestic situation has become chaotic. Recently, the unfortunate victor of the factional struggles is a hawkish fool, who has no choice but to resort to war.

The high-rise buildings on the ground are now only occupied by government institutions and office buildings, while all residential areas are transitioning from tall to short. After hundreds of years of change, it has developed to the point where each residential area is accompanied by a park. Villas and small courtyards represent the least desirable form of ground-level housing, while manors and large courtyards are the main components, along with even more luxurious options that are numerous and varied

Ye Wenlin: "What happened? Speak up."

It was only then that humanity's footsteps began to expand throughout the solar system. Two hundred and one years ago, the first space transit supply station in the solar system was established, followed by the formation of space coalitions resembling escort fleets dispatched by various countries.

Pah

Ye Wenlin let out a soft "oh," his long fingers gently tapping on the half-empty beverage bottle as he pondered for a moment: "I have seen your internship evaluation in the third department; Old Cao did not give you a low score, it seems to be excellent?"

Ye Wenlin grabbed a handful of her hedgehog hairstyle and said: "Make it broader, don't be so harsh"

The early space coalition was lacking in terms of equipment, scale, and combat awareness, which directly led to their utter defeat during the invasion by the space exile forces one hundred and sixty years ago

Forget it, "Fu Luo bitterly found joy in his suffering, "after all, the final outcome of not giving anything is still helping. At least now the harvest is not small.

"Because ... ..." Ye Wenlin opened the door for her, proclaiming in a tone reminiscent of a savior of the world, "This is the difference between genius and the ordinary."

Ye Wenlin said slowly: "At the beginning after graduation, you should be assigned to the Second Department of the General Staff, as they happen to need a batch of service personnel there"

Ye Wenlin turned his head and suddenly asked casually, "Does your registration certificate instruct you to report to Division 2? Did it mention what you are supposed to do?"

Fu Luo looked at the bottle with suspicion, carefully searching around the mouth of the bottle for the expiration date, only to unexpectedly find that it had not yet expired. Surprised, he asked, "In my lifetime, can I still have a sip of your water? Has the Earth's rotation direction been reversed?"

"What needs to be dressed up is the leader—his mother." Fu Luoding stared at him for two seconds; she was not a sharp-tongued person, but she always found it hard to resist making an exception in front of Ye Wenlin. For instance, at this moment, she couldn't help but slowly add, "By the way, Senior Brother, do you know? Sometimes you can be really despicable."

As human activities in space gradually increased to a certain extent, we finally gained the ability to send effective messages into the vastness of space. Two hundred and fifty years ago, contact with extraterrestrials began to be established, much like how the Age of Exploration in ancient times made people aware of the existence of other continents. Surprisingly, among the originally registered residents of Earth, there were also a small number of individuals of unknown origin.

Fu Luo frowned and said, "I never intended to hold an official position"

"Are you planning to stay at the office and rent out your apartment?" Fu Luo asked

"With whom?" Fu Luo put down the beverage bottle, "Space pirates? Passing aliens? Or..."

Fu Luo pondered for half a minute and humbly asked, "I do not understand, why does he have no choice but to wage war?"

"Because I haven't had much opportunity to come back and live here in recent years," Ye Wenlin said, "I haven't been back, and it's also inconvenient to manage the house, making it difficult to rent out"

"Tsk, what does an adult's matter have to do with you?" Ye Wenlin complained, smoothly shifting the topic, "Otherwise, where else do you want to go?"

Ye Wenlin sat beside her and said, "I have sold the house"

Ye Wenlin rolled on the sofa, laughing like a dog, his neatly pressed shirt, resembling that of a beast in human clothing, wrinkled by his own doing, completely disregarding Fu Luo's gaze filled with murderous intent

Fu Luo was taken aback. She knew that this house was purchased by Ye Wenlin after six years of frugally saving his manuscript fees and school subsidies. It is important to note that underground houses are certainly categorized into different grades. Ye Wenlin's home is located in a good area, with convenient transportation, exquisite architecture, and excellent treatment of solid noise pollution, making it one of the best underground houses, which was also not inexpensive at that time. It is important to note that underground houses are certainly categorized into different grades. Ye Wenlin's home is located in a good area, with convenient transportation, exquisite architecture, and excellent treatment of solid noise pollution, making it one of the best underground houses, which was also not inexpensive at that time

Ye Wenlin cleared his throat: "So what have you learned these past few days among the beauties?"

For a full sixty years, Fu Luo's grandmother was born during the great war a century ago, thus she is referred to as "the generation of war"

As soon as her words fell, she was met with another round of merciless ridicule from Ye Tiancai

Ye Wenlin took out the last two bottles of drinks from the refrigerator and handed them to Fu Luo. The two bottles were naturally stuck together, and indeed, they were part of a buy one get one free promotion.

Under the endless extravagance and desire of people, land resources remain extremely scarce, and every inch of land is still worth its weight in gold

Fu Luo said without thinking: "I also want to go to 'Jian Dao'."

Oh, by the way, Ye Wenlin suddenly called out to her with a serious expression, and as Fu Luo turned back with anticipation, he continued to ask earnestly, "I have always wanted to ask, what does your Batman outfit mean?"

You are truly despicable. Fu Luo stood up, picked up his still empty briefcase, and walked out.

"A battle is about to begin," said Ye Wenlin

Fu Luo was taken aback

After a whole day, Fu Luo sat down heavily on the empty floor of Ye Wenlin's house, stretching her sore muscles—she was a military academy student, not someone who carried heavy loads. Being bossed around by that scoundrel Ye all day long, doing this and that, was a significant physical and psychological strain.

That incredibly unfortunate day had passed, and not long after finishing work, she received a call from Ye Wenlin. This shameless senior had just completed a mission and was returning to Earth for a rest, shamelessly asking Fu Luo to come over on the weekend to help him with some matters

Ye Wenlin was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he smiled silently: "A sharp knife? What good is a sharp knife? In the event of war, a sharp knife is the absolute vanguard, a place where one risks their life. Since the day the Allied Forces were established, every true officer starts by doing menial tasks in the General Staff. Being around those people elevates your perspective on problem-solving to a higher level; isn't that more promising than going to the front lines? Besides, what is there to enjoy at the front lines?"

Ye Wenlin did not notice her implied complaint, seemingly lost in thought, and then rarely returned to his topic with a serious tone: "You can learn a lot from him, but be cautious when dealing with him. Don't take liberties just because he seems easygoing, and don't get too close."

Fu Luo certainly did not believe it, for the Ye family had never possessed such a thing as character. However, having been enslaved by Ye Wenlin for so many years, she had long since developed a masochistic tendency. Ultimately, she turned around and sat on the low sofa in Senior Ye's home: "Speak."

Even for elite-level space service personnel like them, whose salary ranks among the highest among their peers, it is still impossible for newcomers, without the support of a wealthy family or decades of wealth accumulation, to afford a residential property on the ground

The invaders forged a space bayonet for humanity through prolonged suffering, and when they finally retreated due to insufficient supplies, various countries had already established comprehensive space defense systems. Meanwhile, the humans who fled during the war found themselves on a small asteroid less than one light-year from the solar system. Utilizing technology, they anxiously settled on that asteroid, taking root, and from then on were referred to as "humans of the other star system".

Mother ... ... 's ... ...

Fu Luo fell into an eerie silence

Fu Luo turned around and left

After he finished laughing, Fu Luo asked expressionlessly, "You invited me here to help, yet you first launched a psychological attack on me. May I ask what kind of mentality is this?"

Fu Luo : `` ... ... ''

Throughout history and across cultures, this is the most comprehensive collection of classic military cases, meticulously archived. Some of the older versions are still in print. Each case includes commentary from at least three renowned generals or military experts, along with some of my personal insights. All of this is in my mind, and now it is yours.

Ye Wenlin: "When the leaders were your age, they probably hadn't started thinking about it yet, so you need not be anxious... um, except for Yang Ning."

"Help me move," Ye Wenlin said, "I plan to move to the headquarters of 'Jian Dao'. Just help me get my things onto the ground transport vehicle; it has already set its route and will take me back.

Although this person is undoubtedly a scoundrel, he is truly capable. Fu Luo feels that he is a complete bastard, yet at the same time, she cannot help but admire him a little. This leads her to deeply despise herself internally every time, while being taken advantage of by Ye Wenlin as a fool.

"Colonel Yang Ning?" Fu Luo quickly followed up with a question, "Do you know him?"

Fu Luo interrupted him expressionlessly: "Do not mention him."

Fu Luo shook her head

She has no desire to perform tedious duties under a versatile "dough"; she would rather repair robots in Uncle Luo's office

At that time, a portion of the Earth's inhabitants fled, while another part remained on their home planet to resist stubbornly, turning what was originally a one-sided invasion war into a protracted stalemate.

Fu Luo shivered slightly, and then she realized that although Ye Wenlin was not of good character, he was certainly not the type to indiscriminately divulge military secrets. Therefore, it was unlikely that there was an official order; most likely, he had deduced it from some incomprehensible clues.

Indeed, Ye Wenlin lives underground

Fu Luo: "... ... repairing the work robot"

However, it is merely an illusion; the length of those dynamic images is limited, and once they finish playing, they will simply replay from the beginning. If one stares at them for too long, even pixels that are detailed down to the nanometer level will appear rigid and false