Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1460 Danhu Jianweiming

Inside the room, Chen Chuan was using his active consciousness to examine and analyze some of the books left behind by Emperor Wen Guang, trying to find some clues about the "place".

What is certain at present is that this place exists, and there may be more than one.

Even though most of these people from the old imperial family had the appearance of being absent-minded or having an unusual appearance, there were still a few who were cultivators with the appearance of being human, such as Prince Yong.

The very existence of Prince Yong proves that the old imperial family still controlled similar places.

Even if you find one, you still need to see if they are a good fit for you.

Old Master She once told him that a fighter of the Human Form is one who, after finding a suitable airspace, completely creates a "space" by himself, even though this may consume a lot of time and energy, because that is the most suitable for him.

After witnessing the "heaven beyond the body" established by the Duanchen Sect, he also saw just how far such a space could go.

However, he is pursuing the human form, and if it's simply for the purpose of breaking through, then all those embellishments and fancy things are unnecessary.

Ideally, you should go to a "place" to see it for yourself before deciding what to do.

He checked the time; today was the 25th. The list of recommended candidates for the Supreme Security Advisory Council had been submitted today, and the next step was to decide on the final selection.

It would be great to be able to join the advisory board, but it's okay if you're not.

He should just follow his own pace.

At that moment, after receiving and confirming his message, the operations command was filled with joy from top to bottom.

The annihilation of Prince Yi signifies that all legitimate heirs of the old imperial family have been captured or killed, and the last dynasty has become, in a de facto, the last dynasty.

Even if some local forces remain to be eradicated, it is only a matter of time before they are dealt with.

This problem that has plagued them for nearly a century will soon be gone, and they will have completed the unfinished work of their ancestors.

When the news was announced at the high-level meeting held again in the afternoon, there was continuous applause.

As Ren Xinshan clapped, he thought to himself that the next step was to receive and assimilate the merged areas.

Those sitting here should all be well aware that the great collision is likely to occur next year, or even in the first half of the year if we think about it more urgently. They must accelerate the integration and fusion of the land and transform it into national strength and combat power as quickly as possible.

After the meeting, although the operations command has not yet been disbanded, the main work no longer requires such a high-level gathering, and the heads of various departments no longer need to stay in the government affairs office unless necessary.

After Ren Xinshan finished dealing with the remaining matters, another night passed, and he and Vice Minister Guo walked out of Tianyuan Hall.

The two stood on the steps, feeling the cold wind blowing in their faces, and looked at the gradually rising red sun, lost in thought.

Vice Minister Guo suddenly said, "It's a bit of a pity."

"What's a pity?" Ren Xinshan turned his head.

At this moment, Vice Minister Guo rubbed his hands together, lightly stamped his foot, exhaled, and said, "If it had been three years earlier, no, even two years earlier would have been better. We would have had more time to prepare."

Ren Xinshan said, "Who can make up their mind until the very end?"

“Yes,” Vice Minister Guo shook his head, “Many people are stuck at the last minute to complete the tasks assigned by the department. It’s hard to make the decision unless they are forced to take this path.”

"Let's go."

Ren Xinshan walked down the steps. "There's more to do later, I need to get busy."

A servant handed Vice Minister Guo gloves, but he waved them away, put his hands in his coat pockets, and walked downstairs.

"Yes, I'm going to be busy again."

At this time, on the west side of the Tianyuan Hall Government Office, was the Danquan Hall.

Fan Zhentong, dressed in a uniform, stood on the patterned blue bricks, looking out at the clear lake outside the covered walkway through the eaves.

Even in winter, it remains warm as spring, surrounded by flowers that bloom in all four seasons, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance.

Footsteps came from behind.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man with a high nose and deep-set eyes, who had a slightly mixed-race appearance, and was also wearing an advisor's uniform.

This is Geng Bocheng, an advisor from the Refinement School.

He seemed to have come specifically to speak with Fan Zhentong. Reaching the edge of the veranda, he turned and said:
"The nominees from each faction have been submitted, and now we await our vote. Advisor Fan, you've just become an official advisor, this should be your first time voting, right?"

Fan Zhentong said, "You know the answer already, so just say what you want to say."

Geng Bocheng didn't get angry at his rather impolite words, and still seemed quite calm as he said:
"This time I have a better opinion of the candidate recommended by the Fusion faction. There's no particular reason, it's just because he possesses the bloodline of the Secret Map."

Fan Zhentong said, "The secret bloodline? In the battles with the old imperial family, Commander Chen has already killed two of them."

Geng Bocheng smiled and shook his head. He said, "Advisor Fan, the old imperial family is still stuck in the old methods when it comes to exploring and analyzing the secret map. They haven't even been able to learn any new technologies from it. They don't understand how to obtain true power. The old methods are outdated. Besides, those people in the old imperial family are no longer human. How much can they possibly gain from the secret map?"

Fan Zhentong knew that what he was talking about might indeed be somewhat different. Under the same conditions, the secret bloodline holders of each faction might be stronger than those of the old imperial family, but he believed that the strength was limited.

However, people like Chen Chuan can be discussed separately, so there should be no difference between the two in front of him.

However, he didn't argue with Geng Bocheng. These people all have their own understanding and beliefs, and they won't change because of a few words.

Geng Bocheng continued, "The superiority of the Secret Chart bloodline is beyond doubt. In the future advisory group, there will only be more and more people like this. This is an inevitable trend."

They represent the future of the world; only they can stand against the beings of the other world.

His tone suddenly became somewhat serious.

"Advisor Fan, I don't agree with the sect's argument. On the standpoint of fighting against those extraterrestrial beings, you and I are undoubtedly on the same page. I just want a more promising group to stand at the forefront."

Mr. Chen performed very well, but no matter how well he performs, it only represents himself. We don't know how far he can go. Past experience tells us..."

He said with a hint of melancholy, "Humans have their limits."

Fan Zhentong remained expressionless and said, "Advisor Geng, if you've finished speaking, then you can leave. I still need to think about some issues."

Geng Bocheng looked at him, nodded, and turned to leave. But after taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "I will prove that our choice was right."

After saying that, he quickened his pace and left.

Fan Zhentong did not turn around. About ten minutes later, a voice from an active consciousness came from the boundary:
"Advisor Fan, the voting for the selection of reserve members of the advisory group will begin at 8:15. Please arrive at Danxin Hall ten minutes before the voting starts. Late arrivals will be considered as abstentions."

Fan Zhentong glanced at the time; it was 7:45, almost time.

He walked up the covered walkway, turned a corner, and continued upwards. After passing through a rainbow-colored corridor spanning two tall buildings, he entered the Danxin Hall.

Danxin Hall is a large, spiral-shaped building that surrounds the Qinghu Lake of Tianyuan Hall.

He went inside and, guided by his active consciousness, walked to one of the pillars of light.

There was a pillar at the front, about half a person's height, where he would vote when the time came. Standing there, each advisor participating in the vote was separated from the others, so no one could influence the other.

At that moment, he placed his hand on it, and the active consciousness confirmed his identity and welcomed him.

At the same time, a screen appeared in front of them, displaying half-body images of three people.

The recommendations are: Qiu Yanbo (recommended by the Natural Talent School); Cen Xinwu (recommended by both the Integration School and the Refinement School); and Chen Chuan (recommended by the Purity School and the Implantation School).

Three brief resumes appeared next to the figure. To prevent the leakage of some confidential information, they were only brief descriptions.

Fan Zhentong glanced at it and concluded that, judging solely by merit, even disregarding the current war of national annihilation, Chen Chuan was undoubtedly number one.

Although the other two also had impressive resumes and achievements, they paled in comparison to Chen Chuan.

Not to mention that Chen Chuan had the lowest starting point among the three, and he truly climbed to this position step by step. That alone is enough to prove the point.

Even in terms of sheer combat prowess, Chen Chuan's performance was unparalleled. The other two were highly rated in the evaluation reports, but there were no actual combat achievements to support their assessments.

But he knew that it wasn't just about personal merit, but rather about the consultant's own perspective and political leanings.

At the same moment, all the advisory members who entered the Danxin Hall clearly saw the resumes of the three individuals.

Among them, Chen Chuan is clearly the one who cannot be ignored.

All the advisors watched silently; they had already made their decision long before entering this place.

Time quickly came to 8:15. The active consciousness body reminded the advisors that they could vote. They had a total of five minutes to vote, during which time they were not allowed to communicate.

Fan Zhentong cast his vote in support of Chen Chuan without hesitation.

Many advisors have made the same choice as him, and most of them are supporters of the progressive approach.

Conversely, none of the advisors representing the conservatives chose Chen Chuan, as they would not allow the progressives to increase their voice on this issue, so they instead cast their votes for those they approved of.

Fan Zhentong was waiting for the vote count results, but two minutes later, the final data was displayed on the field screen.

Qiu Yanbo was eliminated first, while Chen Chuan and Cen Xinwu received the same number of votes. According to the rules, a second round of voting will be held in ten minutes.

If the decision remains undecided after two rounds, a five-person advisory panel will make the final selection.

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(End of this chapter)