Chen Shouyi hung up the phone from the president.
His face was gloomy, silently digesting this bad news.
"Damn it!"
He couldn't help but curse.
This information completely ruined his good mood from the past few days.
"It seems the plan has to accelerate, Tamu won't give me time." Chen Shouyi thought silently, quickly calming down.
The situation hasn't reached the worst yet, at least there are still a few years left.
He looked up, having made up his mind.
...
"The government is fooling us, they've been hiding everything."
Outside the library of the University of Paris VI, at noon, a crowd was gathering, with several young people passionately shouting and quickly distributing leaflets.
"They control the media, they control all the discourse, they keep all of us in the dark..."
"Every newspaper we read is proclaiming the arrival of peace and telling us not to believe rumors, but in fact, they are building big spaceships."
