054. ialist’s Nightmare

  He spoke with righteous indignation, even shedding a couple of tears himself.

  At this moment, in the eyes of the people, as he was about to be taken away in a police car, wouldn’t he appear as a hero who had sacrificed himself gloriously?

  However, in the moment, he saw a Frost-Pted man in casual clothes, his face smeared with soot, step onto the podium and politely say to everyone:

  "Hello everyone, I’m Barnam Ziegler, an employee of GTB."

  "As a man of the Frost-Pted Republic, I feel it’s my duty to expin some realities about my beautiful homend."

  "First, I don’t live in a rge vil. Even in the Frost-Pted tryside, most people live in siory houses or hive apartments."

  "Sed, a dishwashing job pays about 3,000 Derbies a month, but now it’s even less because restaurants use dishwashers."

  "Third, out of more than two thousand students in my css, there were only forty men on campus, and thirty-eight of them were the sons of parliamentarians and bankers."

  "Fourth, the Frost-Pted Republic exports expensive oil to the ies because it has over 700 nuclear power pnts. Our cars, pnes, and even some tanks run oricity, and our mobile armor is nuclear-powered. Selling you oil is partly to pollute your enviro and trol your birth rate so it doesn’t get too high, and partly to sell you air purification equipment."

  "Fifth."

  Barnam paused, looking at the furious Muci, and said with some fusion:

  "Frost-Pted women generally despise transgender people."

  Just as Muci was about to curse, the Bermudes soldiers burst into ughter and stuffed him into the police car.

  "This is gender discrimination!" Muci shouted. "I’m a woman! You ’t y a hand on me. I want to seek asylum at the Frost-Pted embassy. I’m not going with you."

  "Don’t worry, we’ll take you to meet some Frost-Pted people right away."

  "——Really?" Muci, seeing that the expression didn’t seem like a lie, hesitated: "You’re really going to take me?"

  "Yes, we’ll take you to see the most authentic Frost-Pted people." A Bermudes soldier grinned. "A famous Frost-Pted personality, even."

  A few mier, when Muci was dragged out of the car and faced the ‘famous Frost-Pted personality,’ he fell silent.

  "Yo, good evening, ma’am." Li Aozi crossed his legs and chuckled, looking at him: "Aren’t you ialists the ones who love fhe most? So, how do you like my volunteer work?"

  Muci’s eyes widened.

  "Li Aozi, you traitor of a great nation! A rebel who doesn’t know how good you have it!"

  —This thought passed through his mind, but when it reached his mouth, it turned into instinctive fttery and fawning:

  "Oh, beautiful sir, of course I like you. You are the embodiment of Venus, Aphrodite, and Apollo, the sum of all that is beautiful in the world. Everything about the Frost-Pted Republic is wonderful, especially produg a hero like you. It must be due to my aors’ virtues that I have the eet you in person."

  Muci was just an ordinary person. Faced with Li Aozi’s immense charisma and power, he didn’t dare to act arrogantly and immediately revealed his sycophantiature.

  "Hero?" Li Aozi tilted his head: "So I’m a woman now—Should I have someone draw a ‘feminized Li Aozi’ for you to enjoy? Hmm, you probably don’t have that fun."

  "No problem, no problem. I do it; I do anything as long as it makes you happy."

  Muodded and bowed, apologizing profusely.

  His behavior insulted not only women but also men and even transgender people. The Bermudes soldiers around him, regardless of gender, were deeply disgusted.

  "Don’t say it like that. I’m not a bad person." Li Aozi shrugged. "Who’s funding your ialists? Law III?"

  "No, it’s Law IV." Muci said, trembling. "The ialists haven’t done anything wrong. We’ve only spread the atrocities, terrorist attacks, murders, and gender discrimination itted by Bermudes to the outside world."

  Li Aozi g the Bermudes soldiers present. There were both men and women, and since most of the men had gone on patrol or to suppress the enemy, there were actually more female soldiers present.

  "Have you ever been to the Frost-Pted Republic?"

  "That’s the homend I’ve never seen."

  "How much money did you earn from Law IV?"

  "A full two thousand Derbies. Holy, we deserved it. Although our bloodline is Grantian, our geion will surely bee noble Frost-Pted citizens. Our evil skin color will be ged, thhly renewed from head to toe."

  "Did it ever occur to you what would happen to the Grantians in the Frost-Pted Republic?"

  Li Aozi was surprised:

  "The Frost-Pted people don’t care if you’re Bermudes or loyal to the Grand Duke. When they hear your propaganda, they’ll only think that Grantians are evil and weak."

  "How you say that? Being bullied by the Frost-Pted people is an honor." Muci retorted: "The Frost-Pted Republic is an advanced civilization. Whatever they do, they have their reasons. If the Grantians, as the weaker side, are bullied, it must be their fault. The Frost-Pted people are never wrong; it’s the Grantians who should reflect."

  "Pfft—"

  Li Aozi couldn’t hold it in.

  As a professional broadcaster, he prided himself on managing his expressions well, but now he couldn’t help it. He stepped on the coffee table, one hand clutg his stomach, the other pointing at the man kneeling on the ground defending the Frost-Pted Republic, tears nearly streaming from his ughter.

  "Ahahaha—You’re really something. I have to say, Law IV has a good eye for talent; you were born to be an outstanding rarity."

  Li Aozi was truly humbled.

  He inally thought it wasn’t appropriate for him to represent the Frost-Pted people, having been persecuted to death by them in his previous life and then decisively emigrating to the Red Arrow Empire. But he didn’t expect Muci, who hadn’t even gotten a green card, to so eagerly defend the Frost-Pted Republic.

  "He’s already in love with the Frost-Pted Republic, so what you do?" Sisron said helplessly. "The ialists are all madmen. They believe the Frost-Pted people will e to save them. But they have many members domestically. If we don’t deal with them, they’ll drag us down with public opinion."

  "Heh, terrorists." Muci didn’t dare to speak harshly to Li Aozi but s his patriots with an odd tohe long-standiage of Grant, the Surut Pace that has survived sihe old era, was barbarically demolished by you. You’ve itted crimes against humanity."

  "It was stepped on by Grand Duke Gamos." Li Aozi reminded him.

  "Well done, Gamos! Such remnants of feudalism are shackles that poison the souls and imprison the minds of the people!"

  This Ochumelov-like ge in attitude pletely shattered the worldviews of everyone present. They couldn’t believe that Muci would forsake his dignity just to ftter the Frost-Pted people.

  "Well, you haven’t really itted any crimes." Li Aozi had Barnam hand over a stack of tracts to Muci: "Make a public appearance, announg that the ialists reize the Republi gover."

  "Mr. Li Aozi, I have principles."

  "This is a temporary employment tract with GTB. You use it to buy a picket to the Frost-Pted Republic."

  Barnam expined:

  "The Frost-Pted green card only requires seven years of work, with an employmeionship and a fixed residence. On the Frost-Pted Republic, you just o fill out a form at the Immigration Office, and they’ll assign you to a new city."

  "What a joke, whether by legal pret or in fact, the Republic of Grant is, of course, the legitimate gover."

  FAL