Meanwhile, within the psychic realm, other spies deliberately stirred up trouble, claiming, "Ordinary people are secretly organizing a rebellion, preparing to seize the psychic's resources and power." These claims ignited vigilance and hostility among the psychic community, further deepening the divide between the two sides. Hostile forces also exploited information dissemination channels within the base, such as private leaflets and anonymous online posts, to spread inflammatory rhetoric. They exaggerated conflicts, portraying minor skirmishes as irreconcilable hatreds and urging both sides to take extreme action to protect their interests. In the marketplace, spies deliberately created chaos, provoking arguments and fights between ordinary people and psychic communities. They fanned the flames, escalating the conflict and attracting more people to participate and watch. Hostile forces were also present in schools, instilling hatred in students, instigating them to distance themselves from their fellow students, and undermining the once-innocent friendships they once shared. Even within the base's decision-making ranks, hostile forces attempted to infiltrate, influencing policymaking through bribery and threats against less resolute individuals, further escalating the already tense situation. These covert provocations are like invisible evil winds, constantly blowing against the already fragile bonds of unity within the base, attempting to tear them apart completely and plunge the base into deeper chaos and turmoil.
"We must resolve this internal crisis quickly, or the consequences will be disastrous." The base's leader's face was grim as he spoke, his eyes revealing deep worry and anxiety. He stood in the base's command center, a large screen before him displaying disturbing data and images. His voice echoed through the empty room, unwavering resolve. "Look at the situation now. The conflict between ordinary people and those with special abilities has reached a breaking point. Every day, every moment, hatred grows, and trust crumbles. If we sit idly by, the base will no longer be a harmonious home, but a hell of strife and chaos." He waved his arms, his voice growing heavier. "Hostile forces outside are waiting eagerly for us to lose our composure and breach our defenses. Our defenses are impaired by internal divisions, and the chaotic allocation of resources has severely weakened our capabilities. If they launch an attack, we will be defenseless." Beads of sweat beaded his forehead, and his voice was a little hoarse with emotion. "Furthermore, this internal division is destroying our economy. Production has stagnated, trade has been disrupted, and people's quality of life has plummeted. Children have lost their joyful childhoods, the elderly are deprived of the care they deserve, and young people have lost hope for the future. If this situation is not addressed, our social structure will completely collapse, and civilization will be plunged into darkness." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "We cannot allow this to happen. We cannot allow the base we have painstakingly built to be destroyed. We must set aside our prejudices, abandon our self-interest, and work together to find solutions to this problem. Only by uniting as one can we resist external enemies, rebuild our homeland, and leave a bright future for our children and grandchildren." His gaze swept resolutely over each person present, as if instilling courage and strength in their hearts.
The base's leaders gathered around a massive conference table, their faces etched with worry and heaviness, acutely aware of the gravity of the situation. The dim lighting in the conference room illuminated their furrowed brows and tense lips. One leader, hands resting on the table, spoke in a low, raspy voice, "We can no longer ignore this deteriorating situation. The base's survival depends on this." The others nodded, their eyes revealing a fierce determination tinged with deep resignation. "But bridging this long-standing divide will be difficult," another leader sighed, his gaze sweeping across the group. "The resentment and resentment among the ordinary people are too deep. They feel oppressed. Restoring their trust will be a challenge." "And the superpowered people are accustomed to their existing privileges and advantages. Asking them to give up these and make concessions will also face immense resistance," another leader added, rubbing his temple, looking exhausted. "We not only have to contend with deeply ingrained beliefs among the people, but we also have to contend with interference and sabotage from external forces. They're eager to see our internal conflicts intensify, so they can exploit their opportunities," a serious leader said, a flicker of anxiety in his eyes. "Furthermore, we lack effective communication channels and methods. Previous attempts have had limited success. How can we get both sides to truly sit down, discuss calmly, and jointly find solutions? This is a huge challenge," a younger leader said worriedly. "Education is also a key issue. We need to cultivate a sense of solidarity in children from a young age and eliminate prejudice, but the existing education system has been severely impacted, and rebuilding it will take time and considerable resources," a leader specializing in education expressed his concerns. "More importantly, we need to come up with practical policies and measures to balance resource allocation and ensure fairness and justice. However, this may affect the interests of some, triggering new conflicts and contradictions." The last leader to speak, his voice heavy, fell into a dead silence in the meeting room. The base's leaders understood that the road to overcoming divisions was fraught with challenges and every step was arduous, but they also understood that this was a battle they had to win. For the future of the base, they had no choice.
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