Chapter 2000: Town square

"Is it really okay to wear this way?"
Standing in front of Modi, Tim tidying up his collar, his expression was a little dumbfounding.
In front of her, Modi wore a traditional dress of the "Tren tribe".
It’s not unsightly, but except for some special festivals of the "Tren", those who have already integrated into the "Star League United Nations" are more accustomed to wearing formal clothes on formal occasions, rather than this kind of strange-looking Dress.
"What can't it?"
"The Star Alliance United Nations no longer exists. I don't have to follow those cumbersome and weird rules."
"Now I am attending this meeting as a Teren tribe."
"For such a formal occasion, you should wear such a formal dress."
Modi responded with a serious face.
"It's up to you, anyway you always make decisions that are meaningful."
Tim had a "beaten by you" expression. After finishing some fancy collar accessories, she stepped back and looked at it a few times before nodding in satisfaction.
"Sir, the time is almost up."
At this time, the robot on one side reminded with a soft voice.
"Huh? Didn't the notice two days ago start at ten... ten o'clock?"
"The word ten o'clock is really awkward, but you will gradually get used to it."
Tim, who was a little jumpy in his thinking, was still on the topic while the latter sentence was clearly off.
"We will meet in the conference room at ten, but we will meet in the city square at eight."
Modi responded with a smile, and then nodded to his wife and Jerry and others on the side, preparing to go out.
"Town square?"
"Then can we go? There are so many people there now."
The two little guys Sharon and Jonah were still playing games. After they caught the words "city square", they ran over excitedly and asked.
"Not today, there are very important things."
"After today is over, you can go anytime you want."
Modi habitually touched their heads and smiled.
"what!"
"After today, there won't be so many people."
Sharon said disappointedly.
"You better go, don't delay business."
Tim walked over and hugged Sharon.
Nodding, Modi bid farewell to his family and walked out of the room.
Outside the door, the smaller aircraft dedicated to him has stopped outside the door, which is obviously due to the robot.
It's just not his flying machine. A human standing in front of another flying machine, looking at him with a smile, bowed slightly with human manners.
Every core member of the "super think tank" has a work team that belongs to them.
This work team consists of three to five people, but it is dedicated to serving these core members, whether it is work needs or life issues.
"Lauren, let's go."
Modi said with a smile at the human female staff member.
"Ok."
Lauren responded with a sweet smile. After Modi boarded his aircraft, she got on her private aircraft.
Naturally, there is no need for Modi or Lauren to drive. It is derived from the aircraft made by "intelligent micro-civilization". Passengers only need to enter the destination, and the intelligent system will safely and autonomously drive there.
Nothing like the silence of the past, there is no problem of congestion in the empty traffic of the city.
It took about half a minute for the aircraft to reach the city square.
After showing through the window and looking out, Modi finally felt for the first time that he was living in a living city.
The huge city square is not crowded, but at a glance, there are tens of thousands of people.
Of course, this is also the reason why the city square is so large.
When a planet or a city is just for a few people, extravagance and waste in certain things are inevitable.
The aircraft automatically piloted and parked in the underground "garage" in the square, and Modi and Lauren walked up side by side.
There was an area dedicated to them in the square, and Lauren knew it was there, so he walked over with Modi.
"Modi, this way."
From afar, someone shouted loudly when they saw them.
Modi looked over at the sound, then smiled.
The one who greeted him was a member of the "Sky Star Clan".
Compared with the inherent arrogance of more "Sky Stars" people, there are still some people who are very peaceful.
Strache is such a person, and more importantly, this retired star general, his most proud son was taught by Modi.
The two awkwardly learned the etiquette of those humans and shook hands, and then sat aside.
"I contacted Matthew about the last time and submitted my comments."
"I just don't know if they will approve it."
As soon as he sat down, Strachey, who was not used to greetings, went straight to the subject.
"Or they should make a joint name, so they should approve it."
"It's not going to work like this, all the super shopping malls in the city, you can take whatever you want, use whatever you want, how can it work."
"Yesterday, I heard my wife complain. Jonah used to be considered sensible. When I went to the super shopping mall yesterday, the waste was several times more than what I eventually brought back."
"In such an environment, let alone other people becoming lazy and decadent, such an environment is not conducive to the growth of those children."
Modi also said worriedly.
"The problem is more troublesome, but the joint name is not good."
"We haven't just been here for long, and we haven't even made any contributions. If we engage in joint names now, it might arouse their resentment, right?"
"Furthermore, the object of our ultimate loyalty is a different kind of life. This matter will fall into its ears. I don't know what kind of change it will cause."
Strache said hesitantly.
"You think too much, old friend."
"If the Alien Lord is that kind of stubborn existence, then we won't be here."
"Maybe we don't need a joint name, they can solve this problem."
"Now that I have my spirits up, I guess the Alien Lord is about to come."
Smiling and speaking, Modi stood up and pointed to the sky.
Strachey looked up excitedly, and then became somewhat inexplicable.
Nothing descended in the sky, whether they imagined a huge alien master or a transport ship or even an aircraft.
On the contrary, on the ground in the distance, one after another round ball-shaped objects quickly ejected into the air.
"what is that?"
Strachey asked puzzledly.
Without waiting for Modi to respond to him, cheers burst out suddenly.
The cheers of nearly 10,000 humans on the square were almost deafening.
In the cheers that shook the sky, a tiny black spot on the sky fell quickly.
At the same time, the spherical objects that rose to different heights exploded.
Of course, they are not real explosions.
The flames and streamers produced by the explosion of each sphere perfectly form a special shape.
Under the cover of the unusual light and shadow formed by thousands of fireworks exploding, the black spot fell faster and faster.