Chapter 1437: The escape plan and the temple

"Warren, you mean..."
As soon as the plump, furry-eared Warren sat down, a Star Clan on the speaker's seat suddenly stood up.
His movements were so violent that the seats bounced away.
You know, these chairperson's seats are all sucked on the ground forcefully. If the mechanism on the armrest is not activated, the nine cows may not be able to move.
The strong and outrageous August didn't care, he was a little gaffe because of his excitement.
"You mean those super aliens didn't come to us, but to find monsters?"
"Are you saying that it was not aliens that occupied the Tej star system, but alien enemies?"
Ogu asked excitedly, ignoring the eyes of other people.
He habitually shrugged out a few black hairy noses, Warren smiled honestly, and replied: "I just think it is possible, because only in this way can we explain why the monsters occupying the Tej star system. It has been killing and devouring ceaselessly, and has no intention of leaving the host behind."
"Also, this can also explain our other question, why they have already occupied the Tej star system, yet they have to break through the Holy Gate Nine and move towards that star field."
"Of course, the latter question is just our guess."
"After all, we don't know what's going on there now. The Alien just passed the Holy Gate No. 9, or occupied it early to clear the way for the hundreds of millions of suspected alien monsters flying over from the Tej star system."
There was a muffled muffled voice peculiar to the "hairy people" in his voice, and Warren said unhurriedly.
His words completely quieted down the noisy conference room just now.
Most people showed a dazed expression, and no one spoke for a while.
He didn't come in person, but Patrick, who participated in the meeting remotely, slowly raised his head.
The wrinkles on his forehead deepened.
With a sad smile on his face, Patrick said: "Are the aliens occupying the Tey star system? What do the aliens that just appeared in the Holy Gate Nine do? Are these important?"
"Well, the best result is that the monsters of the Tej star system are hostile to the aliens. The aliens suddenly appear in the Holy Gate No. 9 to find the monsters of the Tej star system."
"But what does this mean? Their flames of war will surely burn rapidly around the star field where Holy Gate Nine is located."
"Evil beasts fight with jackals in our manor, and we will only be injured."
"Whether the beast or the jackal wins the final victory, our death is inevitable."
"So, I will not change my proposal."
"It doesn't matter if they are all aliens or hostile relations."
"Holy Gate No. 9, we must take it back, even if we pay a heavy price."
Speaking slowly, Patrick's voice was not loud, but everyone who heard his voice felt the clang of metal and gunfire.
"The Senate Speaker's proposal, according to the parliamentary bill, does not require 75% of the members to pass it to be implemented, only 50% of it can be passed."
"Now, start the resolution vote."
A certain speaker's voice sounded, and then two beams of light appeared on the stereoscopic stand in the center of the conference room.
The green light beam represents the vote.
The red beam of light represents a negative vote.
All the speaker and congressmen reached out to the armrests of the seats.
The green beam of light rose rapidly.
When it was about to reach 50% of the data ratio, the red light beam began to rise.
After ten seconds, the result came out.
Obviously, in this resolution, everyone has maintained absolute calm and rationality.
Even some Speakers and Members of the Star Clan did not choose to vote for it.
The green beam of light can suppress the red beam of light.
"Yes, fifty-three percent of the votes, the resolution passed."
The staff in charge of data processing stood up and announced the results loudly.
"This is the end of the meeting. I hope everyone will work together after the meeting to implement the resolution as soon as possible."
The speaker in charge of presiding over the meeting stood up and ended the meeting in a sentence in Mandarin.
What should be said has already been said.
There are no idiots in the meeting room.
Everyone knows that at this critical time, how can anyone neglect the survival of the United Nations.
Members began to leave the seats in an orderly manner, and then they were members.
Because no one knows when there will be a change, maybe there will be a meeting later. Except for some members of parliament and the speaker to coordinate the military mobilization of the fleet, the rest will live in the joint assembly building.
It's just that the speakers and members of the other races of the Star Alliance and the United Nations are not clear. After this meeting, the Senate President Patrick convened another meeting.
Those who attended this meeting were all the speakers of the Star Clan, not to mention that there was no foreign clan, and the members of the Star Clan were not eligible to participate.
And this meeting is a remote meeting.
In other words, even if the two Star Clan members living together in the Joint Assembly Building, they did not get together, and they all attended the meeting in their private rooms.
"The signal encryption is complete and the communication line is safe."
Each of the sixteen speakers has a light screen in front of them, and when a line of eye-catching characters appears below the sub-screen of the light screen, the meeting begins.
"What news is there from the Military Intelligence Department?"
Senate President Patrick, who presided over this meeting, spoke first, his old face full of fatigue.
"According to our previous intelligence, combined with the current situation."
"The collapse of the Star Alliance and the United States is only a matter of time."
A certain speaker who was docking with the Ministry of Military Intelligence said in a heavy tone.
"Just a matter of time?"
"I don't want to make such irresponsible conclusions. How much time do we have?"
Patrick stretched out his hand and rubbed his brows, and asked in a bad tone.
"Military Intelligence says that we still have about ten years, but only if we control at least half of the holy gate."
"MIB said that we may only have a year or so, because they believe that alien parasites are like the spread of viruses. From the space fleet to the cities on the surface of the planet, we can't stop them."
The speaker who responded to Patrick was still the same heavy tone.
"A year or so?"
Patrick raised his head, a trace of confusion in his muddy eyes.
"This time, it was a more severe test than our ancestors encountered when they encountered primitive spirit races two epochs ago."
"Two epochs ago, we only had a population of less than 30 million left, and the entire Celestial civilization was almost broken."
"For whatever reason, intelligent creatures will always have some consideration, so the primitive spirit race finally let us go."
"This time, we are facing an alien civilization."
"In their eyes, we are either the host or the food, and there is no use anymore."
"So, I propose to implement the escape plan immediately from now on."
"In addition, the nine-member group has been assembled."
"While executing the escape plan, let the group of nine open the temple."
"I hope we are lucky enough that none of our ancestors has solved the puzzle. If we can solve it at this critical time, I hope the temple can save us."
This time it was Luo Wen, one of the speakers of the Star Clan, and the most powerful competitor for the next leader.