Ninth class citizen

Chapter 378 Who Will the President Greet?

Sang Pei jumped up abruptly, his voice filled with astonishment: "Professor Nan, what's wrong?"

"What's the big deal? Is it worth crying over?" Nan Rong gently extended his right palm, with a brand-new Tier 1 Grade A gene optimization fluid in his palm.

"I didn't cry," Sang Pei denied repeatedly, but when she subconsciously wiped her cheek, she found her hand wet with tears.

"Use it without worry." Nan Rong placed the vial of medicine into her hand. "As for anything else, you don't need to worry about it."

Before she finished speaking, she disappeared from the dormitory.

Sang Pei examined the gold crystal syringe in his hand; it shimmered with a bright blue-gold light, which was utterly mesmerizing.

She pursed her lips, slowly moved it to the side of her neck, and pushed it all the way down.

On this day, not only did the upper echelons of the Star Government undergo major changes, but the Academy also experienced a tremendous upheaval.

Milo and several other faculty members who had been placed in the academy because of their connection to Seanda were arrested by the opposition forces who stormed the campus, along with more than ten students.

Sena was one of them. It is said that seven bodies were found on the floating island she illegally occupied; they were all low-level students from the academy who had disappeared in recent years.

She and several like-minded classmates were charged with torture and murder.

In contrast, the arrest of Zeng Hao and several other first-year students for robbery did not attract much attention.

Sang Pei witnessed Zeng Hao being taken away. The drugs were discovered before they could even be used, and the evidence was overwhelming. Because of the huge sum of money involved, he and his accomplices will face at least twenty years in prison.

Zeng Hao's face was extremely ugly. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Sang Pei, resembling a ferocious beast about to devour its prey.

But Sang Pei no longer cared. Following Instructor Nan, her path would become wider and wider, creating a world of difference between her and these prisoners.

Sleipnir is home to the Federal Academy of Genetic Optimization and the Association of Genetic Optimizers. Its starport is classified as Class A, which is sufficient to accommodate all starships below Class A.

In reality, Sleipnir Starport has only docked Class A ships a handful of times since its initial construction.

This is mainly because Class A ships are not something that can be obtained casually. Even the heads of the nine great families usually only travel on Class B or Class C ships.

So when an A-class warship suddenly jumped out from the nearest jump point and requested to dock under the pretext of welcoming the president's fiancée, the entire starport was thrown into unprecedented chaos.

The Class A warships are painted with the special insignia of the Presidential Guard. Although they are not the Federal One warship that the president travels on, they are almost identical in terms of both specifications and significance.

True to her nature, Nan Rong absolutely did not want to be so ostentatious. Her newly acquired Class B high-energy warp drive was still parked at the starport at a cost, so why insist on using a Class A warship to pick it up?
But Tian Li did things his own way, making the decision directly without even asking Nan Rong a single question.

Butler Jacob displayed extraordinary organizational skills, getting everyone ready in a very short time and quickly escorting her onto the ship, leaving behind countless envious glances.

However, Nan Rong vaguely sensed that everyone who came out with her, including the butler Jacob, the head guard Luo Fei, the head chef Zhu Neng, and other people, were all quite strange: when they left Wanhua Ruyi Palace, they were in a hurry, as if some monster was chasing them, but after boarding the ship, they seemed relieved.

After paying a little attention, Nan Rong summarized a common problem from their overflowing thoughts.

Aside from myself, it seems everyone else didn't sleep very well last night. They're all getting on in years, yet they still have trouble sleeping in their beds.

Nan Rong knew she couldn't help them with this, so she could only sigh and put it out of her mind.

The spaceship was equipped with a complete set of potion synthesis equipment, and Nan Rong immersed herself in it all day long. According to her own ideas, she completely changed the potion synthesis methods below the fifth rank in the Federation.

It takes less time, requires less mental strength and self-control, and has a higher success rate.

By the time Jelly Dumpling had compiled all the test results into a book, the spacecraft had already arrived in the capital star system.

The peace talks between the Delin Federation and the Kungu Empire are nearing their end. The diplomatic missions of both countries have reached a basic consensus within the StarNet space, and only the final signing remains.

The negotiations were almost entirely open and transparent. The Kungu Empire ceded five major star regions, more than two hundred resource stars, and dozens of administrative stars, and agreed to conduct in-depth cooperation in the economic and scientific research fields under the leadership of the Delin Federation.

This result was naturally encouraging for the Delin Federation, but it was a different story for the Kungu Empire.

His Highness Crown Prince of Kungu, who was entrusted with the important task of signing the contract, left the Kungu Empire in a low-key manner and then quietly arrived at Glory Star, where he docked at the starport.

As a representative of a defeated nation, he was well aware of his own status and did not expect to receive any special treatment.

But to his surprise, the entire Star Harbor had been meticulously decorated, with colorful flags, flowers, and holographic images, creating a very celebratory atmosphere.

"His Majesty the President has arrived in person!" The accompanying Kungu Empire's diplomatic envoy received the message from his country's media: "His convoy is about to enter the starport—Your Highness, the Federation still values ​​you highly!"

The Crown Prince's expression softened slightly.

Although this trip was destined to result in the signing of a humiliating treaty, this humiliation was, strictly speaking, no one else's fault but his own father's. He had tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead.
Diplomacy is no small matter. Every detail of this peace talk between the two countries will be broadcast live by countless international media outlets. If they can be personally greeted by this invincible commander, they can at least salvage some dignity.

The other members of the delegation, who had maintained a stern expression throughout, gradually relaxed and revealed slight smiles.

The accompanying styling team spared no effort, giving their Crown Prince a brand-new, incomparably noble new look before the President's guard of honor entered the venue.

But when His Highness the Crown Prince, dressed in a gold and red ceremonial robe and holding a black jade scepter inlaid with a large ruby, waited quietly at the cabin door, he suddenly heard rousing welcoming music, loud cheers and applause.

The sound came from a berth not far away. The Crown Prince frowned, and his subordinates' expressions also turned grim.

The foreign minister immediately connected to the StarNet and, upon seeing the latest news video that had jumped to the top of the list, broke out in a cold sweat.

His Highness the Crown Prince quickly regained his composure and calmly said, "There are few people who deserve such treatment from His Majesty Tianli. I suspect it is the delegation from the Mio Empire that has arrived."

This guess is reasonable and also gives him a way out.

After all, the Mio Empire is the oldest and most technologically advanced empire under this starry sky.

The leader of this delegation is His Highness Prince Sipang, the current emperor's uncle. Both his age and status make him worthy of special respect.