I'm the one running the game

"We need to reform again. This has been the seventh major reform since Senator Moro took office."

"This time we are going to reform the academy. There seems to be a lot of opponents."

"There are many opponents, but there are also many supporters. Many previous reforms have proven his ability."

Everyone was talking, but Ke Lan just listened silently.

He knew that Congressman Moro was only in his sixties, but he had already become a member of the Federal Parliament, and could be said to be the youngest member today.

After becoming a member of Parliament, he carried out seven large-scale reforms throughout the federation. As for small and medium-sized reforms, the number was even greater. Since he entered politics, he has been in the limelight.

However, these have little to do with Ke Lan. On the contrary, this seventh major change has a real impact on him.

There has been a shunt before, but one of the things to be reformed this time is the elite shunt.

This means that the focus will be on cultivating elites and reducing the resource supply for ordinary Vault Masters at a ratio of one hundred to one. This means that the elite class will receive one hundred units of resources, while the ordinary class will only receive one unit of resources.

This will cause the strong to become stronger and the weak to become weaker.

And this is just one of the reforms, there are other reforms that affect Ke Lan.

"Ke Lan, why don't you say anything?" A student on the side asked curiously.

"I'm just not interested in this Senator Moro." Ke Lan did not express his thoughts because several students present had their own positions.

Saying that means taking sides.

Moreover, it is still meaningless to take sides. Could it be that by supporting Senator Moro, he can join the elite class?

This kind of thing is still too naive. None of the students present can join the elite class. It's just that they think they can do it. In fact, it is impossible for them.

Ke Lan still understands this very clearly. These places will only be divided up among the students in the college who come from unusual backgrounds. Vault masters like them, who are ordinary people, have no chance.

And these resources are still theirs.

However, he did not think about going to refute it. The federal reform had been issued and implemented. As an ordinary person, he had no chance to object and could only be forced to agree.

On the contrary, it was this group of students who talked about having noses and eyes, which made Ke Lan find it interesting.

Seeing what Ke Lan said, the students stopped asking further questions. They also saw that Ke Lan didn't care.

"You guys chat, my dormitory is here." Ke Lan said politely and went directly back to his dormitory.

The discussion is so heated and it is of no use if it cannot change one's own status and situation.

When the others saw this, they didn't say anything. They just walked the same way back to the dormitory, and they were not really good friends.

Instead, they are still competitors because of resource issues.

After Ke Lan entered the dormitory, he saw a big package. He was a little confused?

"Who sent it to me?" Ke Lan didn't come from an orphanage. He still had parents, but he had no sisters or brothers. He was an only child.

After checking the address and sender, it was sent to the college from my hometown, and the name was also my father's name.

Then I took it apart and saw that it was a beautiful mirror.

"You brought me a mirror? What for?" Ke Lan was puzzled and could only use the phone in the dormitory to call back and ask.

After some explanation, he probably got it by chance from his father. It looked pretty, but it was judged to be worthless, so he gave it to him as a decoration.

Although his family is not wealthy, it is still a middle-class family. His daily life is relatively affluent, and his access to information from the outside world is relatively open.

After learning the truth, he felt dumbfounded.

"The shipping fee must be worth more than the mirror." He said somewhat helplessly, but since it was his father's heart, let's keep it.

However, this mirror is indeed beautiful, both in terms of pattern and shape, and it is not small in size.

The style just doesn't match his dormitory.

"When I graduate and have my own house, I can decorate it in a style similar to the mirrors." After Ke Lan arranged the mirrors neatly, he started today's practice.

With the development of the Federation, many potentials of Vault Masters are constantly being explored, and their overall strength has gradually increased.

On average, most of the eighteen-year-old students admitted to the academy can reach the second-level Vault Master level, which also reflects the progress of the Federation.

Ke Lan is not a genius, he is just an ordinary person who can keep up with the team. At the age of eighteen, he successfully became a second-level secret master not long ago, and he is also at a satisfactory level in the academy.

If you can't go back and inherit the family business, you will definitely starve to death.

Therefore, his idea is very simple, as long as he can graduate.

Academic secretaries who graduated from the academy are also very popular outside.

In the process of practicing, he suddenly opened one thing and looked at the surrounding environment with confusion.

"I...where is this?" He looked around and saw that it was in ruins. He was no longer in the college dormitory.

Then he soon discovered something was wrong. His body became extremely weak, as if he had returned to the time before he became a Vault Master.

"What's going on? Are you in a hallucination?" He took a few steps staggeringly, when a gust of wind blew up and lifted up a damaged newspaper.

He grabbed the newspaper, which had a conspicuous title on it. When he saw the title, his eyes widened.

[Twelve years of the 28th Federation calendar, the survival of mankind is determined by this battle]

"What's going on? Where am I?" Ke Lan looked horrified. He was in the 27th Federation, so why did the newspaper say the 28th Federation?

The newspaper would record the time and the number of the Federation. It had existed in the previous generations of the Federation, and was used to warn itself and locate the time.

But this time was very problematic. It only had the general year of the Federation calendar, but no detailed time.

Then he read down the newspaper, and the content was very concise. It was probably that all the states had perished, and only Jingzhou was left to resist.

"This is Jingzhou, the Federation where mankind has perished."

"It must be fake. It turned out that the extermination of mankind would be the fate ghost..." Ke Lan was full of thoughts for a while.

He knew that the fate ghost was a group of dirty things that were so weak that they could not be weaker. If they were not killed, they would have been gone long ago.

Soon, he saw a key figure in the newspaper. The life ghost king, Mo Luodi, personally led the life ghost army and broke through the outermost defense of Jingzhou.

"Let me see, a living dead, ga ga..."

Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from his ears. When Ke Lan reacted, he saw a huge bat rushing towards him.

It was a life ghost with a human head and a bat body, and its strength was not the resentment level that Ke Lan had seen, but a more powerful level.

Before he could struggle, the life ghost had already bitten on his neck, and the blood flowed very quickly, making Ke Lan feel extremely cold.

In less than ten seconds, all the blood in Ke Lan's body was sucked out.

"No, I... I'm fine???" He opened his eyes again, this time no longer in the ruins of Jingzhou in the thirteenth year of the twenty-eighth generation federation, but back to his dormitory.

"Dream or hallucination?" He looked a little strange, mainly because it was too real.

But soon, his face changed.

"No, no." He could feel that his secret treasure, Dream Armor, had actually been strengthened by about 5% out of thin air.

His Dream Armor ability was very simple, which was to summon a dream-attributed armor to protect himself and have a certain illusion effect.

So what happened just now was not fake, it might be a dream, so it would strengthen his secret treasure.

"But... what if it really was a trip to the future..." His eyes fell on the mirror, his expression uncertain.

The suspect must be the mirror that just came, otherwise he had never encountered such a thing before.

"Dream, is the best result, if not, then maybe..."

He didn't know how much time he had left in the 27th Federation where he was, but he was sure that the 28th Federation only lasted twelve years under the attack of the Fate Ghost, and the entire human race became extinct.

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"Such a drastic change, and mixed with the change of the timeline..." Lu Xingshi's eyes fell on the fate thread that wrapped the entire world.

The world began to fight back against the actions of Mo Luo.

Lu Xingshi naturally knew about the seven reforms of Mo Luo. On the surface, they greatly improved the Federation. However, under the interests, they were serious damage to the entire human secret treasure master system. Once successful, the entire Federation would definitely fall into turmoil.

Class solidification, eating up the next year's food in the current year, and the division between the upper and lower levels, etc., especially the relevant reforms of the academy this time, as long as they succeed, it will be extremely difficult for ordinary people to rise in the future.

In this way, contradictions will begin to be aroused until the fuse is ignited and exploded.

And his private behavior, Lu Xingshi also saw it. He restrained a large number of life ghosts, and with his ability, he began to improve the strength and power of the life ghosts. At this time, he already had a group of life ghosts with a number of up to 100,000 in his hands.

Of course, the strength of these 100,000 life ghosts is uneven. The strong ones may have the evil level, and the weak ones are only the resentment level.

As for Mo Luo himself, he is already at the top of the evil-level life ghosts, and the 100,000 life ghosts are stored in the ghost den by him.

However, it is not so easy to transform into a disaster level.

With his origin far superior to that of ordinary life ghosts, Mo Luo could win against a great secret master in a one-on-one fight. However, the number of great secret masters in the Federation could match his 100,000 troops. If he didn't reach the disaster level, he would not be his opponent at all.

The level difference between life ghosts was huge. The evil level was just a city, but at the evil level, the ghost den alone could cover a state, and the division at the disaster level was even greater.

As long as he could become a disaster-level life ghost, he would not be afraid of 100,000 great secret masters, let alone ten times the number.