Chapter 115 Yan Jue, what kind of balance are you protecting?
[That's right, the Lingxi Pavilion MC is so hypocritical, a man who only seeks fame and reputation! ]
[I used to admire Lingxi Pavilion so much, I was really blind. 】
[The so-called Lingxi Pavilion is nothing more than this. In my opinion, it is not as good as our empire. ]
On the Empire's public network platform, countless dense comments almost covered the entire screen.
Yue Heng said that he would give Yan Jue a big gift, so he must give him a big gift.
He had wanted to try the live broadcast effect of the mirror network a long time ago. In the original novel, Mandola could often monitor the lives of the protagonists and her subordinates through the mirror. Now that the empire has popularized the mirror network, why can't the two be combined to make a live broadcast?
What could better give people self-esteem than witnessing the rise of an empire with their own eyes?
Therefore, the Empire conducted its first live broadcast attempt, with Mandola carrying a suspended real-time video recorder to broadcast the entire election process to ensure that the public could have a personal experience.
So far, the live broadcast effect is very good.
Firstly, the Lingxi Pavilion election itself is a gimmick enough to attract all the fairies. Secondly, the Lingxi Pavilion host showed his double standard attitude before the election even started.
What does it mean to be unworthy of one's position? What does it mean to destroy the fairyland?
The people of the empire didn't understand, but their anger was rising. From the moment Yan Jue said that, the comments on the entire live broadcast interface were almost all criticisms of him.
Of course, this situation was also within Yue Heng's expectations. First of all, the Internet was only popular in the empire, and those who could watch the live broadcast must be people from the empire.
Secondly, Yan Jue sided with the alliance, the mortal enemy of the empire. The people did not say more harsh words to criticize such a one-sided behavior, which was already very polite.
“I guess after the election is over, the reputation of the Lingxi Pavilion emcee in the fairyland will be interesting.” Yue Heng thought leisurely as he leaned back on the comfortable throne.
Although only the people of the Empire were watching the live broadcast, wasn't there a journal as a basis? Moreover, he had quietly established a mirror network within the alliance.
Yue Heng felt genuinely happy when he thought about Yan Jue being so angry that he flew into a rage.
However, this is just one of the big gifts, and it will take two days for it to ferment completely. How can there be a window period for gift giving? Yue Heng doesn't want to leave himself such a loophole.
So he had given Yan Jue a big gift long before, and it was thanks to him that so many people came to the Lingxi Pavilion's election.
He asked Marg to spread the news in the journal.
Yan Jue's pupils shrank, and his already sharp vertical pupils became even tighter into a line.
He prided himself on being a gentleman and a literary man, so how could he tolerate Mandola's slander against him?
"Prime Minister, please do not distort the facts. Fairyland was peaceful and tranquil before the birth of the empire, and it was full of disputes after the birth of the empire. All the fairies present here can testify to this."
"How can this not prove that the existence of the empire is not to protect the fairyland, but to satisfy its own selfish desire for power!" Yan Jue waved his folding fan fiercely and looked at Mandola and her group of fairies with a cold expression.
Mandola was not annoyed at all, and still had that slightly mocking smile on her face, "Master of Ceremonies, you are joking again. Why can't you look at all fairies equally when your eyes are parallel? Every word you say is biased against the empire."
"Master Master of Ceremonies believes that the existence of the empire has led to the deaths of countless fairies, but Master Master of Ceremonies also knows that when the empire did not exist, the lives of those fairies would be worse than death."
"The Empire saved the Dark Night Fairy Clan from extinction, and also gave all the ordinary fairies who joined the clan the right to choose equally. Although there are still class differences, the oppression brought by the class has been reduced to the minimum under the constraints of the law."
"If the empire wanted to satisfy its selfish desire for power, why would it have to work so hard?"
Mandola paused for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward quickly to close the distance between her and Yan Jue. "Instead, I have a question for you, Master of Ceremonies. Since you keep saying that you are protecting the wonderland and protecting the balance, then I would like to ask you, what kind of balance is this?"
"Are we going to just muddle through and allow countless low-level fairies to be oppressed? Are we going to let the dark night fairies be surrounded, excluded, or even wiped out? Are we going to let the big fairies fight with each other and affect innocent fairies?"
Mandola's voice became louder and louder, and her questions became more and more sharp, and even the sarcastic smile at the beginning disappeared.
At this moment, she was not only questioning on behalf of the empire, but also on behalf of the countless fairies who were balanced by Yan Jue.
The balance theory that Yan Jue kept talking about seemed great, but could we sacrifice small balances for the sake of the overall balance? When we clearly have the energy to spare.
Princess Ling can influence so many dark night fairies, there is no reason why he, an art fairy, can't do the same.
He only needs to say a few words to greatly alleviate the situation of the fairies at the lower level. Is that difficult?
It is not necessary to ask Yan Jue to do this, after all, he does not have the responsibility. But if this is the case, he should not use the noble example of protecting the wonderland to label himself.
This is so shameful!
The theory of balance is to balance the conflicts among the big fairies. The little fairies, the elves and even the dark night fairies are all lightly balanced items in his mouth.
Otherwise, why didn't Lingxi Pavilion intervene in the battle in the fairyland in the original novel? It was simply because they didn't care. As long as there was no major damage to the fairyland, it didn't matter. That's what he thought.
"Master Master of Ceremonies, you are standing on the clouds, so you probably can't see the thousands of fairies struggling below. You seem to be doing nothing while standing on the balance beam, but in fact, you are so cold and indifferent. I really admire you."
"Lord Yan Jue, who is high above us, has four ears. Please use one to listen to the cries of the thousands of fairies in the fairyland!"
Mandola's voice was shrill, and she couldn't even maintain her usual measured, smooth and gentle demeanor. Her eyes were even a little wet.
At this moment, countless dark night fairies of the empire and ordinary fairies who were watching the live broadcast suddenly had red eyes and shed tears of sadness. Some even sobbed uncontrollably.
Fairyland is like a small slave society, and the fairies at the lower level are just exploited and bullied slaves, who are just given a nice name.
They had also fantasized and longed for a fairy to save them from the water and fire, but how could the fairies living on the high platforms see them being trampled in the mud?
Fate, this is fate, what's the point of being unwilling? Fate has been determined since birth.
I was in a daze and didn't know what to do. I guess I was just obeying orders or running away.
But suddenly a ray of light illuminated their gloomy lives.
The Empire pulled them out of the quagmire, the Empire gave them dignity, the Empire gave them a future, and the Empire allowed them to look directly at the Fairy as they do now!
At this moment, the people of the empire were extremely angry. Aren't they also part of the fairyland? Doesn't protecting the fairyland include them?
Under Mandola's instigation, Yan Jue has completely angered all the people in the empire. Their anger level has completely exploded like a volcano about to erupt.
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