Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Before the gentlemen could recover, Mona tapped the energy screen with his fingers and said, "Mr. Smukan and Mr. Lin Chang have obtained some civil rights. authority."

Craig breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a little depressed. Even if the Authority controls the base and is not worried about rebellion, is it really not worried about accidents?

The difference between partial civil rights and full civil rights is obvious. The former checks and balances the latter, while the latter controls the former. What annoys Craig the most is that he does not give himself civil rights, so what is there to fight for? Moreover, the superior and inferior levels of civil official rights are obvious. Judicial power, personnel power, financial power, etc. are all different. As long as Huang Xuan has civil official rights, others can only drink soup.

Craig couldn't bear to look at his father. The huge authority still has to pay attention to avoiding suspicion. The old Mr. Craig has gone too far for his son to get such a position, so naturally he can't give him face-to-face reminders.

Huang Xuan also understood the connotation of civil servants' rights very well. He concealed his excitement and went to see the silver-haired Mona, really wanting to pounce on the old man and kiss him.

Mona didn't know that he was "obscene" at all, and he chanted to himself: "Mr. Craig, you have limited civil servant rights from the seventh to tenth points, which are limited to your own area of ​​responsibility."

The limited here is specific.

Craig lowered his head and couldn't see his anger. Limited civil rights were very normal in the past, but compared with Huang Xuan's rare complete civil rights, this limited was too limited.

"The next step is personal authority. The first is the authority of benefit distribution."

Everyone turned their ears up. Personal authority is naturally the authority most closely related to individuals. The authority to distribute benefits is actually the authority to write credit books, which is a supplement and restriction to personnel rights.

Mona's voice paused for a moment, as if he had taken a sip of water, and read: "Mr. Huang Xuan has complete authority to distribute benefits."

Craig waited for a long time, didn't listen to Mona's continuation, and raised his head anxiously. I thought: Is it over?

The five ethnic groups all have the authority to distribute benefits completely, and it is his responsibility if the administration does not give it to them, but what about the others? No right to report credit to the Authority?

As expected, Mona closed the document, and Craig quickly lowered his head and frowned, thinking about whether to compete or cooperate with Huang Xuan. Complete supply of fighting materials, complete civil authority, and complete right to profit distribution, is this guy the father of Taoist Wuhua? The Administration has not had such an excessive five-ethnic garrison for several sessions.

The fourth deputy often had a good relationship with Craig, so he glanced at him secretly, then lowered his eyes again. For those of them who were born and bred in the Administration Bureau. The right to benefit distribution is dispensable, who can stand in the way of rewarding oneself? There are plenty of ways, but it would be bad for Huang Xuan to get the full right to distribute benefits.

Everyone was waiting for the announcement to be over, but Mona coughed again and said, "The last is the discussion of immunity."

Craig finally couldn't help looking at Dad. Immunity? This is a problem left over from history. It will not really be issued.

"Mr. Huang Xuan has complete immunity." Mona didn't leave Craig much time to think. He patted the document with his palm and said, "If there is no objection, the meeting ends here."

Who dares to have objections in front of a group of committee members' decisions, Craig walked out of the room in a daze. Seven or eight people surrounded Huang Xuan, clamoring to invite guests and women, including the four deputies of the five clans, who often stood outside the circle with some hesitation, without saying a word.

yes! Immunities are available. Craig sighed and walked up too. Qiang Yan smiled and said: "Yes. Mr. Huang, my family runs a very good hotel. You can eat more than 700 dishes."

Craig's initial impression of Huang Xuan was very bad. It's not wrong to say that he had a grudge against his behavior at the airport - if there was a real fight at that time, losing would be terrible, and Huang Xuan might lose money if he won. point. He didn't expect that Craig would invite him from the city. Although the smile on his face was fake, Huang Xuan twitched his face and said with a smile, "That's okay, there are usually seven hundred dishes."

A few young people who were not in the five-ethnic garrison positions were talking casually, with Huang Xuan in the center, which made Craig very uncomfortable, but thinking of immunity, he was helpless.

Immunity means that Huang Xuan will not be punished theoretically for all his actions in the Five Clans, including the circle of judicial immunity.

A long, long time ago, when the 3-line plane was still in the second sequence, the Administration often appointed some five clans to act as semi-public robbers to rob various planes. In order to cope with the laws within the Administration, the immunity was designed just now. Take it out now, it looks very abrupt.

Craig touched his neck involuntarily. Spies with immunity are not scary, but criminals with immunity are scary.

In a 300-story building, Huang Xuancai carefully tasted 2 kinds of dishes, and was overwhelmed by the drinks and beauties around him. Craig's so-called 700 kinds of dishes are the special dishes of 700 different symbiotic civilizations , The amount was astonishingly large, and there were even more kinds of drinks. After mixing them up and down, Huang Xuan was soon half-drunk.

The deputies felt a little more relieved, and left one after another with their own thoughts. Anyone who meets a boss with immunity will be frightened, especially on the battlefield, if he is really going to be shot, it will be so wronged.

Huang Xuan was brought back to the room by Takim, and he woke up after drinking a bottle of potion. Counting the time, he asked Chu Yining about the situation. He was also a little confused about today's situation.

Chu Yining said hesitantly: "I haven't been in the committee for a while, so I don't know much about the situation. At present, it seems that the appointment of the five ethnic groups by the management bureau is still very unified."

Hearing that Chu Yining's words sounded like a Chinese bureaucrat, Huang Xuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Then why would you give me the complete 12 rights?"

One of these 12 rights is equivalent to the administration funding Huang Xuan to build a plane. In fact, several planes have been established in this way in history.

"Actually, I'm also confused." Chu Yining said softly: "I'm just guessing that the administration probably hopes that you will have enough motivation and ability to do what you did on planet Bei 26 and Planet 7. ?”

The relationship between her and Huang Xuan is considered close, and she didn't hide it, and analyzed it carefully: "The three planes and the Rongguang family are growing day by day, especially recently, the Lvsong family has won two honorary noble titles." , the management bureau originally wanted to stop it, but due to the connivance of the 3-series plane, it was unsuccessful, and the situation was about to explode. Views……".

Huang Xuan could tell that the management bureau hoped to use these benefits to attract him to work for them. If it is really to provoke the Lvpine family, as Taoist Wuhua pointed out, then these 12 rights are not too many. As far as the management bureau is concerned, the five clans are separated by one floor after all, and it is easy to deal with other than problems.

Chu Yining quickly shut down the communication. Huang Xuan lay on his back on the bed and thought. He was quite happy with the situation in front of him. The risks and sacrifices were nothing. Without the management affairs, he would have provoked the Norman family.

It was dawn, and Huang Xuan was still curled up under the quilt to get jet-lagged, the door was "slapped", and Dian Wei's loud voice could be heard through the triple door: "Who? What's the matter?"

"Is Lord Wuzushu here? I am Misi, the liaison officer of the 287th Division. I am reporting to Mr. Huang according to the order of the Military Division."

Huang Xuan turned over in a jerk, stretched out his hand to ask Nick to help him dress neatly, walked out the door and said, "What's the matter?"

The liaison officer, Misi, was a white-faced young man. He gave a military salute with a "wow", and said, "My lord, the 287th Division has been ordered by you to dispatch."

Huang Xuan reacted immediately and said, "War supply?"

"yes."

"287 Division?" Huang Xuan chewed on the translation, and said, "What is your size?"

"Report, the 287th Division should have 18 level 6 travelers, 36 level 7 travelers, 72 level 8 travelers... 262,144 level 24 travelers, 500,000 space-time warriors, and 1 million level 1 mercenaries People, 10 million level 2 mercenaries, 50 million level 3 mercenaries..."

Huang Xuan couldn't stop talking. According to this configuration, it is almost equivalent to hollowing out a base between level 1 and level 2, and adding a whole plane of soldiers----the more developed the country, the more soldiers it has. The lower the percentage is, to support 60 to 70 million mercenaries, it is possible to have a population of at least 60 to 70 billion, and it is also possible to multiply it by 10 times on a plane with a development degree of thousands.

The so-called 287th Division of Miss is even more imaginative. If the entire administration really has more than 5,000 level 6 travelers, it will really be able to compete with the entire world of the plane.

Seeing Huang Xuan's expression, Miss knew that he had misunderstood, and quickly made amends: "My lord, the 287th division is a reserve division, and there are not enough members."

Huang Xuan was not angry, and said kindly: "Then how many troops are there now?"

Mies lowered his voice and said, "If all the staff are called together, it will probably reach 8% of the rated number."

18 multiplied by 8%, and there are only one and a half level travelers. Huang Xuan said with a broken face, "What do you mean by calling all the staff? How many level 6 travelers are there?"

Mies said with a bitter face: "Many soldiers and travelers of the 287th Division only exist on the roster. Others will not be returned after being seconded, so..."

"Is there still a discount?" Huang Xuan's face was going dark.

Mies had anticipated the current situation, and gritted his teeth: "The actual number of soldiers is about 8/1000 of the rated number, and there are no travelers above level 9."

Huang Xuan said in astonishment: "I have the complete right to supply war?".