He didn't want the victim to become the perpetrator.
He didn't want the kind savior to lose his ideals and become what he hated the most - a cruel executioner.
"Once we open the door, there will be a second and third time. Dieying has been watching us. Once we start plundering, more than one civilization will fall to us." While the top leaders were meeting, Changge mustered up his courage, stumbled forward, stood under the spotlight, tore off his human skin mask, and shouted to the thousands of top leaders:
"——Don't let civilization become an executioner from now on! We will always have other ways——I believe that people on both sides can survive in front of the tram!"
"The true savior created a miracle a hundred years ago. Why are you bowing your heads this time? Has your bloodiness been worn out? Do you want your descendants to be born among the corpses of other civilizations?"
"This is just a temporary solution! Once you embark on the path of plundering, it will be a dead end. In the end, you will inevitably encounter enemies that you cannot defeat. But as long as you find other methods, the coordinates will not be further leaked, and you can survive much longer than plundering!"
"——Why don't you understand? Please believe in the Millennium Plan! Please believe in the Millennium Plan!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, his words were immature and sharp, but he rushed forward with the passion of a young man, tightly clutching the necklace that gave him courage.
People actually understood what he said, but they would rather choose plunder and leave troubles to future generations than believe that the seemingly unrealistic "Millennium Plan" could be realized.
Changge really gave it his all.
He was a useless replica. But in this moment, standing in the light - he felt his heart pounding, his eyes gleaming, something burning in his chest, lighting him up.
【You are a long song of freedom and independence. 】
Necklace Brother's words echoed in his heart.
He clearly knew what this would bring. He openly opposed the black-haired girl, and some people wanted to skin him alive, and no one would protect him.
He literally just rushed into hell "naked", burning himself like firewood just to awaken some people's conscience.
After hearing his words, some councillors were moved, some showed reluctance, some remained indifferent, and some looked worried. All kinds of human conditions were revealed in Changge's eyes, and he clearly noticed at this moment.
ah.
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It turns out that humans are such complex creatures.
When faced with the same words, different people will show so many expressions.
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"Changge! Come down!" Cheng Lishan was frightened and his face turned pale.
"Changge..." Su Meimei covered her eyes.
"This kid is really..." Dong Qi lit a cigarette: "I can't help but admit it... He has the same temper as the savior a hundred years ago. What a pity..."
Unfortunately, the thing that is most intolerable in this world is idealism.
Saying this word will make people who are already used to being numb laugh. The adult world does not need dreams or fairy tales, which are things that children believe in.
A hundred years ago, their ancestors believed in fairy tales and ideals because the savior was willing to believe. But now, the savior has become pragmatism. In the era of "post-truth", "non-pragmatic" and "immature" things will be thrown into the trash.
The security rushed forward and held down the powerless Changge. Changge was just like Su Wensheng back then, with a lot of ideals but unable to even beat the criminals.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
To show their loyalty, the security guards beat the replica with all their might. Most of the people in the audience were silent. The fact that they were able to sit here meant that they supported the black-haired girl and would not be convinced from the beginning.
But how can teenagers understand politics?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of flesh rubbing against each other was harsh.
Fists hit the boy's shoulders, stomach, back... There were dull sounds. He fell to the ground, his forehead covered in blood.
Young people don’t understand politics, they only understand truth and ideals.
The congressman may understand politics, and may understand the truth and ideals.
But they pretend to understand the former even though they don’t, and pretend not to understand the latter even though they understand.
“Bang!”
Blood was all over the place, and the boy was covered with scars, but he gritted his teeth and held the necklace tightly in his arms to prevent it from getting stained with blood.
He has fallen into deep filth and is beyond redemption, but the necklace cannot—it is the last idealism in this world, the last bright candle in his heart, and the last hope for this civilization not to fall into the quagmire.
It cannot be allowed to go out.
Can't.
"Bang! Bang! Bang—"
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After the meeting, Changge was sentenced to death.
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If Changge were the savior himself, his remarks would not be sinful at all, and might even make people immediately change their stance and welcome his idealism.
Unfortunately he was not, so everything he said became a "sin".
The day before his execution, General Qin came to see him. Changge was lying in the cell, still holding the necklace.
He had nothing left, no piano, no love. Everything was taken away from him, but the necklace remained in his hand.
His face was bruised and bloody, his wounds were inflamed and swollen, he looked like a breathing corpse, but the necklace in his hand was always clean.
"...Do you really believe that she will bring you hope?" Changge's throat was torn, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He was clearly called "Changge", but now he couldn't sing.
He looked at General Qin, whose eyes were silent.
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