Blackstone Code Chapter 1433: Talk 1

Any major political change cannot be bypassed by a bipartisan committee. As for why the Socialist Party is not talked about, it is because the Socialist Party has little say in this regard.

At least they haven't had any experience with this sort of thing. .

After Mr. Truman made a decision, Lynch made an appointment with the short-statured chairman of the Progressive Party committee.

They had an appointment at a villa on the outskirts. Compared to "public figures" such as Mr. President, in fact, the chairman of the bipartisan committee is not particularly the kind of person who can be recognized wherever he goes.

However, the current situation is a bit special. Who knows how many pairs of eyes are staring around. In the end, the place they agreed to is placed in a place that can relatively guarantee privacy and safety.

The old mid-century design style makes this villa look a bit "shabby", and the extensive use of building materials with shallow bark gives the villa a very primitive feel.

The flames were crackling in the gravel fireplace, and there was a blackened metal pipe hanging from it, bubbling inside.

A very special scent pervades the room.

Standing by the fireplace, the short old man held the can with a special metal tong, then poured the contents into two cups, then set the can aside.

He took two glasses and walked back to the sofa not far from the fireplace and sat down, and handed one of the glasses to Lynch, "Try it, it's hard to drink outside."

Lynch looked down at the cup. The ivory-white wall was covered with a gold-coated rim, and the cup was full of bright red liquid. It looked... a little weird.

It's red, but not like blood, it smells good and has some foam around the edges of the surface.

He blew, took a sip, and his expression changed a bit.

Seeing the facial change that Lynch stretched out and became surprised, the short old man couldn't help laughing, "Is it very special?"

Lynch swallowed the little soup in his mouth and nodded in praise, "It's very strange, I've never had something like this before, what is it?"

The short old man shook the cup in his hand and took a sip, "A drink called 'Holy Blood', it is said that it came from tens of thousands of years ago, and is a group of guys called 'King of Heroes' Our favorite drink!"

Since the Holy Harmony Society began to scavenge all kinds of things related to legends from all over the world, a large number of things that have not been discovered by people have gradually been unveiled inside the Holy Harmony Society.

The short old man is also a member of the Holy Harmony Society, and he is also a third-level member. He is already qualified to read this part of the document.

In a document from a ruin somewhere, the Holy Harmony Society found some very interesting records.

In the records, humans and gods mixed together, and gods sometimes **** with humans, giving birth to some demigods.

These guys have the appearance of humans, but also some of the powers of the gods.

Later, because the god-king was dissatisfied with the gods and human beings who gave birth to too many demigods, he forbade the gods to continue to have close contact with humans, thus widening the distance between gods and mortals.

Gods were even secretly sent to strangle these "hybrids", a large number of demigods were killed, and then some of them started to resist.

They call themselves heroes and fight against the gods.

The strongest thirteen heroes are known as "Kings of Heroes" and are the absolute main force against the gods.

And holy blood is their favorite drink.

It is cooked from more than 100 kinds of materials, some of which have become extinct. The Holy Harmony Society has found some substitutes through some research on ancient books, but it has lost its due role in the records.

For example, after drinking it, it can make manpower infinite, and the dragon's blood wood is getting less and less, and the core material is the wood core of dragon's blood wood, so basically no one in the outside world knows about this thing.

Not many people know about it, even within the Holy Peace.

After all, not everyone is so idle to spend a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to reproduce an ancient book whose authenticity is unknown.

Listening to the short old man's words, Lynch took a sip from the teacup again, and the fragrance became stronger.

He touched his muscles, "I seem to have really become stronger."

The short old man laughed, "That's just your hallucination after listening to the story. No one knows whether these records are true or false, including the note that recorded these ingredients."

"I've asked some researchers and they said these were just spice complexes and didn't detect anything different."

He said with a soft sigh.

Actually, the largest small circle within the Shenghe Association is called "Eternal Life", and the short old man is one of them.

Here gathers some of the most powerful people in the Federation and even the world. They all have one thing in common, that is, they are a little older.

The youngest are in their fifties, and the older ones are in their 80s and 90s. They spend a lot of money here every year to support the Holy Harmony Society to explore various ruins and find various legends.

And their purpose is actually very simple, just like the name of this small organization, they are looking for a way to live.

Standing at the top of the world, the only thing that can make them tempted is probably only immortality? !

Unfortunately, until now, immortality is still just a dream. Although there are constantly relics being excavated, it proves that there may have been gods in this world, but who knows where those guys went?

Or... from the beginning, this was a malicious joke from the ancients?

The emotion passed quickly. It didn't take long for the short old man to pack up his emotions. He gently pressed his hands on the armrests on both sides of the sofa, facing Lynch, "Tell me what you think. Well."

Lynch nodded, "Is it possible for Mr. President to be re-elected?"

The short old man shook his head, "The Duncan family has to be dissolved, so... all I can say is I'm sorry, I know you have a good relationship."

His attitude is clear, the Duncan family touches the core interests of both parties, so they must fall.

To do this, they will sacrifice Mr. President.

Lynch frowned slightly, as he wanted to show his unhappiness as a friend of Mr. President when he heard the bad news.

This is a statement, a statement of position, of course, he quickly gathered these expressions, "If Mr. President can't be re-elected, then the next president..."

He stopped talking, and the short old man had some curious expressions, "Do you want to recommend a candidate?"

It is not uncommon for capitalists to select candidates. If capitalists have strong support for political parties, or are core supporters of political parties, the committee will also consider their opinions as appropriate.

Although Lynch has not been a member and supporter of the Progressive Party for a long time, he has shown potential enough that people will take his opinion seriously, otherwise the short old man will not ask him to meet here .

Lynch nodded. "I talked to Mr. Trueman, and I said just now that I would like to nominate him as a candidate."

In fact, even without the committee's nomination, anyone can publicly announce to the society that they want to run for president and become a candidate.

But self-announcement, and party announcement, are two different concepts.

Partisan announcements indicate that opinions within the party committee have been unified, and that the candidates they propose will be skewed and supported by party resources.

This is the most important and crucial point. Without resources and support, the general election will not go far.

The short old man scratched his head, and could see that he seemed a little... inexplicable now. At this time and position, he no longer needs to hide his emotions too much.

"Truman is too young. Mr. President and I have discussed this before, and he thinks it will be another ten years or so before he will be suitable."

Lynch shook his head, "The war is about to break out, Mr. Chairman, and now our first consideration is to deal with the war."

"Mr. Truman is a military man and knows more about war and the military than anyone else."

"I don't exclude that we have a president who is a teacher, or a president who is an opera singer, but at this time, we need a president who knows enough about war!"

"Only in this way can we ensure that after the outbreak of war, our country does not make the wrong choice because of some 'military common sense error'."

The short old man smiled and shook his head, "It's a far-fetched statement, Lynch, can you tell me the core reason?"

Lynch is thick-skinned enough that he doesn't feel embarrassed at all, "I'm good friends with him, it's good for me to have him on stage, and Mr. Trueman is a real radical, not a fake one. species."

"This fits with some of my plans to plunder wealth from overseas."

The short old man smiled and nodded approvingly after listening, "Look, it's not that difficult to tell the truth..."

After he finished speaking, he began to ponder ~IndoMTL.com~ The Progressive Party also advocated conservative policies in the past few years, because at that time conservativeism was popular, and people were reluctant to participate too much in international affairs. In order to get votes, everyone had to Show your conservative stance.

Then activism took hold, and even the Conservative candidates had terrible radical ideas, let alone the Progressives.

But we all know how many of these people are real activists and how many are fake.

In a way, they are actors, giving people what they want to see, and then getting public support and votes.

But Mr. Trueman, is the real radical, or the kind of radical that came out of the military.

This also means that he is dangerous in some ways, such as the previous naval battle with Gavra.

Mr. President did not authorize them to sink Gafra's fleet at all, but the Navy did it anyway, which is truly radical.

Radical and dangerous!