Su Mingan took a quick glance and found that the ranking list was simply a mess. Each one was more unbridled than the other. These people didn't even care about their pants.
Frankly speaking, whether in terms of personnel, weapons and equipment or foundation, the Beacon Shelter is not enough to compare with the top ten districts. It is not even as good as the eleventh district, as the elderly, the weak and the disabled account for too large a proportion.
For a business simulation game, this was not a good place to be born. But after all, all the important NPCs gathered here, so he had no choice but to make this choice.
Facing Sen's gaze, Su Ming'an nodded: "I am willing to build this place with you - until we win the war."
"War?" The member next to him, Stacie, tilted her head in confusion: "What war? Have we ever started a war?"
"Yes." Su Mingan said.
He looked at the rising sun in the distance, as if he had crossed seventy years of time and saw the prosperous city of surveying hidden in the hazy mist.
There, there are no endless wars, the cities are peaceful, the people are safe, and except for a Dawn system that is not satisfactory to the masses, any resident can survive there.
There - there are light rail and railways spanning half of the city, there are skyscrapers and financial buildings standing tall, there are cinemas full of romantic films and high-end medical machines.
Asa Ak-To launched the War of Dawn 32 years after the Cataclysm, allowing people to see such a prosperous city 102 years after the Cataclysm.
——If it takes generations of revolutionaries to bring about a dawn.
So what he is witnessing now is the history that is praised in an epic way.
This famous revolution was recorded in history 70 years later with a word that had the same name as the supreme intelligence that ruled the city-state:
"This war is called."
"...Battle of Dawn."
He said.
"Battle of Dawn..." Staci whispered the word softly.
"From today on - I will do my best to ensure the survival of each and every one of you. In my eyes, you are all extremely important lives."
Su Mingan faced everyone and said loudly:
"I will lead you and do my best to reach the 'new era' you desire."
"I don't remember what happened in the Century Cataclysm, but if we bow down to the invading 'gods', it is definitely not the right path for human civilization."
"I know that each of you is very tired. The harsh living environment, the aggressive mechanical army, and the latent deficiency disease are all trying desperately to squeeze our living space."
"I feel as tired as you do, but I also know that these difficulties cannot make us bow our heads."
"We are fighting for these until the last second of our breath, against the powerful violence, against the hatred of invaders, against this unyielding fate."
"We gather here, transcending our personal origins, wealth and status, facing the harsh winter, facing the cruel war that could take our lives at any time, facing the powerful invaders who want to overturn the spark of human civilization - these actions make us fearless and powerful - because we are fighting for the fate of mankind."
"Everyone, you have to believe that it is the Gods who have gone against the grain that have been abandoned by the world, not us. We are 'right'."
"We chose revolution because there is no other choice besides bloody armed resistance that can shock the numb and ignorant residents of the God's camp - we are the sword and shield of mankind against aggression, and mankind needs us."
"Live to save all mankind on this earth, fight against cruel gods. Abandon conflict and choose unity, abandon ignorance and choose nobility, abandon warmth and face the cold winter - we deserve to win this victory."
"—to pass on the flame of civilization to humans like us, to the next generation, and to the next generation, until civilization ceases to exist."
"——Until everyone can see the 'new century' where winter ends."
Su Mingan said a few simple words.
His speech was far less formal than the pre-war speech he gave when the Praia Siren attacked the city.
However, even though his speech lacked sincerity, people still listened attentively.
Some people were still sitting on the ground crying, some were covered with scars and frostbite. Some had dark circles under their eyes, as if they hadn't slept for days. Some even had broken limbs and arms, unable to walk...
But at this moment, they all looked at Su Mingan.
He stood in the cold wind, his hair was as pure black as Actor's. Although he was only wearing a simple cloth, he inexplicably gave people a deep sense of security. It seemed that as long as he was still there, the flames of winter would never stop, and their fate would not end there.
——Levis can control the "source", he must be the embodiment of the world's will.
“Swish.”
A bright red cloak as red as blood fluttered behind Su Mingan.
Sen Celstia stood behind him, put his arms around his neck, and tied a blood-red cloak around him. The cloak spread out in the wind, the bright red color was like flowing blood, and the gold pattern on the edge shone brightly in the sun.
“Shua——!”
In the cold wind, the cloak fluttered, like a blood-red flag gradually unfolding.
"So, please walk with me." Su Ming'an, wearing a blood-red cloak, stretched out his hand:
"—until we win this war."
The sun's rays danced in his palms.
Endless, elf-like white light sources rose from people's bodies and leaped towards him like stars surrounding the moon.
Tretia walked out of the house with her long beige hair flying in the wind. When she saw this scene, she pushed up her protective goggles and knelt on one knee towards Su Mingan.
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