CHAPTER 698: CHAPTER 402 KING, BECOMING A LEGEND (PART 2)

"Sigh, I really want a vacation."

Lying back in the retro-style office chair of the Primordial Star, Chen Yiming couldn’t help but zone out a bit.

Although with the current technological level of the Human Federation, it’s entirely possible to combine ergonomics, materials science, and excitement technology in the mental domain to create a chair so comfortable that humans a hundred years ago wouldn’t even dare to imagine.

If you add in mind control technology and connect it to the network, you could practically do anything without leaving your home.

But.

People born before Wang En’s Era tend to feel nostalgic about everything from that time.

It’s not that they dislike current high technology.

It’s just that whenever they find themselves on an alien planet, they can’t help but think of the gentle breeze of their homeland.

Gazing at the deep starry sky outside the window beside him.

Looking at the impressive Dyson Sphere under construction, as the chief councilor of the Dome Council, he couldn’t help but stretch lazily, then he switched off the real-time projection function of the space station window.

Instead, he projected a view on the window with the unique landscape and environment characteristics of the Primordial Star.

Outside, countless starships shuttled back and forth near the space station, along with the massive framework of the half-completed Dyson Sphere, a sight he had grown tired of over time.

Decades ago, when they conquered this star system and punished the indigenous people to construct the wonder of the Dyson Sphere, he was curious and would take a look.

But now, he doesn’t have that inclination.

Mainly because he feels that the Dyson Sphere is just so-so.

The Dyson Sphere is a theoretical megastructure, often described as a shell or a series of structures built around a star, designed to capture most or all of the star’s energy output.

As civilization progresses and technology advances, the demand for energy keeps increasing. A Dyson Sphere can provide almost unlimited energy sources, which is crucial to meet the technological needs of a highly developed civilization.

But for an interstellar civilization like theirs that achieved controlled nuclear fusion about a hundred years ago and overcame antimatter energy collection technology using the Superluminal Engine over a decade ago.

The Dyson Sphere is really just a wonder.

It’s something born out of having too much money and not enough sense.

It’s just that, currently, it’s half-built, and the indigenous people, due to their intense resistance, still haven’t ended their punishment terms.

Moreover, the Human Federation has plenty of resources.

So, they simply allowed this project to continue indefinitely.

And after turning on the projection to shield the sight of the large-scale construction outside.

Chen Yiming found himself pondering another question.

Speaking of which.

Should he find an opportunity to resign as the chief councilor?

Yes, resign!

The Dome Council, acting as the king’s regents on earth, manages the enormous Human Federation of today.

And he is the chief councilor of the council.

He can basically be said to be the most powerful and influential figure in the entire Human Federation.

This position, in a civilization that has conquered almost half the Milky Way and is still advancing while continually waging war, sounds very tempting.

But to Chen Yiming, it’s just okay.

If it weren’t for his parents being busy traveling, Bai Shi and others refusing on the grounds of unsuitability, he truly wouldn’t want to take on this hot potato.

Yes, Chen Yiming only finds it troublesome, and he even wants to just drop everything.

After all, this power means very little to him, who already possesses vast strength.

He could just up and leave.

The now colossal Human Federation is resilient enough to not easily fall apart just because of his departure.

But...

He knows he can’t leave.

When no one else wants or is suitable to do the job, he naturally became the most suitable person to serve as the supreme councilor of the Human Federation.

Perhaps he could use his power to effortlessly traverse the void and simply run away, not afraid that the Human Federation’s army could catch up to him.

After all, the 10.0 Blessing granted by the king has made him confident in crossing space at will, and even daring to confront those mass-produced Planet Annihilation Ships and Constant Star Destruction Ships.

But ah...

The king can always bring him back anytime.

That’s right, the king!

As humanity rapidly developed and entered the space age.

The king gradually became history and legend, seeming almost beyond reach.

But Chen Yiming knows clearly that fundamentally, it is not like that at all.

The legendary king, is actually his older brother.

Even though he started to appear less frequently as Wang En’s Era began, seeming to wander off into the depths of the Universe, he can still be seen briefly during holidays.

The king is just not present, not dead.

Otherwise, why do you think that even now, when the Human Federation has grown so large, they still extol Wang en Education every year?

Because the king has always been there!

It’s just that for most of the Human Federation’s citizens, now numbering in the tens of billions, the king seems like a distant legend.

For many high-level officials, however.

The king has always been around!

That’s why every newly elected councilor is always a good official, because no one dares to mess around under the king’s watchful eyes.

And because of the king.

Chen Yiming has been a councilor for a long time.

Though every New Year’s, Chen Yiming would cry and complain to his older brother about not wanting to be an official any longer, claiming decades ago it was just a whim when he said he wanted to be an official.

But every time, his brother would earnestly tell him that it is to train him.

After a while of random thoughts.

Chen Yiming suddenly got an idea.

Speaking of which, if he really wanted a vacation recently, perhaps it isn’t impossible.