After pushing open the door, his face gradually turned cold.
Only when alone can he take off the mask, no longer hiding this gloom and disgust that cannot be revealed, even anger.
"These bugs..."
He stared at the satellite cloud map on the screen, "They have such beautiful dreams."
On the broadcast, the spokesperson of the new White Country government joyfully announced that during the crisis, help came from all directions, the Federation and the Empire dispersed the typhoon, and then invested a large amount of resources for disaster relief, rescue, and even training, helping the victims master new skills to rebuild a new life, and so on.
They were already eager to completely exploit those who have lost everything and are scarred, sending them to the mines and oil fields to shine and heat.
The plan is indeed grand.
The Federation and the Empire might have already reached a tacit agreement in private.
