This was a special era, a magical era. Everything turned bad from good to bad, but everything would be reborn from destruction.
No one could describe this era with words. People shed their simple clothes and began to become as philistine as the clowns in novels, but the development of society was faster than when people were simple.
A new day came on time, and the rising red sun made the earth, which had calmed down overnight, begin to heat up again.
A deliveryman was riding a green bicycle with all his might. The front of the bicycle was filled with newspapers as he sped through the streets of the community. He was always able to hold the bicycle with one hand, and without slowing down, he was able to accurately throw the newspapers onto the grass in other people's yards.
Of course, this was a scene that could only be seen in a middle-class community. Everyone had their own independent yard with green grass.
A woman in casual clothes and an apron hurried out of the house, picked up the newspaper that was rolled up like a short stick, and returned to the room.
She was preparing breakfast for her husband. While he was eating breakfast, her husband would read today's newspaper. She had to prepare everything so that her husband could enjoy a peaceful morning. Only in this way could he be worthy of all the hard work he had done for this family.
More than 20 minutes later, a man in pajamas came out of the bedroom. After freshening up, he sat at the dining table and greeted his wife with a smile.
A few years ago, he was still in the mood to cook breakfast with his wife occasionally, and even enjoy a different kind of happiness, but now he was not as passionate as before.
His passion was worn down by the irritating daily life and work. These women who did not work could never understand how much pain the burden on his shoulders made him feel. He had no one to talk to about the huge pressure. Perhaps not disturbing his almost rigid routine now was the biggest reward for him.
Holding a cup of coffee with milk, he turned to the first page of the newspaper. The title attracted him — "The new generation of young leaders of the Byler Federation!"
He glanced at the masthead. This was a newspaper of the Progressive Party camp, so this kind of radical title was normal.
If this was a conservative newspaper, their title would probably be "The young people who are leading the trend." This would implicitly express roughly the same meaning, but not strong enough and lacked impact.
People used to like it, and everything went smoothly, but after all that had happened, people were tired of that stuff, and people needed something to stimulate their numb nerves.
Without a doubt, the man saw the young and enviously handsome face.
"He must be someone's illegitimate child …" Some jealous men whispered to comfort themselves.
His wife happened to be walking over with a slice of bread. She wiped the remaining mayonnaise off her fingers and asked casually, "Who is it?"
"Who else could it be other than Lynch?"
The man wanted to turn the page, but he held himself back. "Recently, the news reports have been reporting on his deeds and the things he said. His colleagues are also discussing it. It's as if he appeared out of nowhere overnight, and the whole world knows about him!"
In this man's heart, perhaps the Federation was his entire world. This sentence did not seem to be wrong. This was also what most people in the Federation thought. The Federation was the world.
The woman quickly glanced at the newspaper. It was also a familiar young man. Lynch had been appearing on TV recently. She knew this young and handsome man.
"He looks very handsome in this photo!"
"Handsome doesn't make a living!"
The man turned the page unhappily. He had not finished reading that page, but he instinctively did not like his wife praising other men, even if they were unlikely to have any interactions.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "But he's very rich …"
The man pursed his lips. He could not refute this point of view, and then began to sulk. Just when he felt that he had been in a terrible mood since he woke up, his wife kissed him.
"But in my heart, you're the most handsome one. No one can compare to you!"
This sentence flowed into the man's heart like a trickle, and the irritation in his heart simply disappeared because of this sentence. "Thank you. Although I know you're just trying to coax me, I'm still very happy!"
He looked at his wife's face, which was close at hand, and suddenly looked up at the clock. "We still have time …"
This scene happened in many families. Lynch's words greatly shocked the entire society. We're stronger than we think!
In fact, when they came into contact with the entire international community, the Federation and the people of the Federation were inexplicably confused and timid. They always felt that they were not strong enough, and their attitude was not strong enough.
They had not been baptized by the flames of war. In terms of diplomatic issues, the previous president's government was unable to take any effective measures. They could not even cash in some war bonds, and the Federation government at that time was powerless.
They did not dare to express strong demands, and did not dare to use an irresistible tone to ask others to do what they wanted. They could only silently bow their heads and continue to negotiate. This made the citizens of the Federation sad because of this.
The country's weakness in diplomacy led to a lack of confidence in the people. Even today, with a new president, this state of lack of confidence remained in the depths of the people's hearts.
Until … the appearance of Lynch. He used an unimaginable determination and certainty to tell people that they were stronger than they thought.
This voice from the era made some people begin to cheer up and celebrate. Some people thought that this might be a self-deception, but the young people believed it. This was also the reason why Lynch was called a "young leader" by the radical newspapers.
He activated the lifeless Federation and made people start to raise their heads!
It was said that his words even changed some of the general direction of things. For example, the reduction of military expenditure and the reduction of the number of soldiers in the military that was originally promised to Gaffra and other countries were also suspended.
Some soldiers who had retired but had not found a job were even asked to join the militia, especially the retired soldiers of the navy, who were asked to return to the army.
This phenomenon seemed to be enough to explain something, and people also realized something. The things that they had been afraid of for many years had now become the shackles that prevented them from rising again. Only by breaking these shackles could the Federation usher in a new life.
When walking on the street, in such a difficult time, the young people had an unimaginable vitality. They discussed the war, and discussed how to achieve their ideals. This was very magical.
"But it's also very dangerous!"
In an office, a conservative member of parliament made this comment that he thought was very pertinent.
There were some conservative politicians in the room, as well as some capitalists and representatives of certain people. This was just a small meeting.
The member of parliament sitting behind the desk received some political donations from Mr. Preston. 50,000 yuan. This amount of money was really not a lot for a member of parliament. It could only be said that it was moderate.
But at the same time, he also received an anonymous bank certificate from Mr. Preston. The number in the certificate added up to six digits, and this money was not subject to the supervision of the Federation's laws. He could use it as he wished, and it was difficult for others to trace the source.
This was the reason why he called these friends to his office. They wanted to drag Lynch, or in other words, drag down the radicals.
When it came to things like politicians, their enemies were always politicians who stood on the opposite side. As for external enemies, they did not care. The military and higher-ups would deal with them. What they needed to do was to defeat their opponents. It was as simple as that.
The people in the room, whether sitting or standing, were all looking at him. The influence of a member of parliament in the Federation system was very strong. They could represent the highest ruling body and power in the Federation.
Of course, this power was distributed to many people, but each of them was still a force that could not be ignored.
The member of parliament was playing with a very exquisite fountain pen in his hand. The price of this fountain pen was four digits, but he had dozens of pens like this. "I've received some information through some channels. The pirate Preston that Lynch spoke of actually has a background in the Gefra Navy. This pirate Mr. Preston has actually been providing intelligence to the Gefra Navy. Sometimes, he also does their dirty work for them."
"Gentlemen, from a certain point of view, Preston's pirate group is a chess piece of the Gefra Navy. If we rashly start a war with Preston's pirate group, it is very likely that it will lead to a confrontation between the Federation and the Gefra Navy, or even a war!"
"This is very dangerous. We have just pulled the Federation back from the edge of losing control. What we should do now is to do our best to develop, and not provoke the Gefra Navy through a war that we don't even know if we can win."
"If we do this, we won't gain much, and it will also cause a rift in our relationship with the Gefra Navy."
"If we don't do this, we will still maintain a friendly relationship with the Gefra Navy, and we won't lose anything because of this!"
"I believe that everyone is very clear about what to do."
When the member of parliament heard this news, he was also shocked. Of course, it was Mr. Preston who told him directly. This also made him feel that the situation had reached a point where he had to intervene.
He didn't do this for the money, but because of his patriotism. For the Baylor Federation, now that the Federation was recovering, it couldn't afford a war that was bound to lose.
Once the Federation's warships were annihilated by the "pirates" on the sea, the Baylor Federation's international status would plummet. At that time, it was even possible that they would be excluded from the list of the victorious countries.
So no matter what, he had to stop the military conflict between the Federation Navy and Preston's pirate group, for the future of the Federation!