Beavis narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay."
He stood up, and the ruby on his bow tie sparkled, looking particularly beautiful under the light.
Ying suddenly said, "Your ruby is very beautiful."
Beavis was startled: "This is the royal jewel of the Leilo Empire. It is only for the royal family to use. Of course it is beautiful."
Ying said: "In your eyes, who is more noble, me or the royal family?"
Anger flashed in Beavis's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He looked down upon nouveau riche the most in his life, and the First Dream Patrol family was a typical nouveau riche. They had no background, no manners, and would overturn the table at any time, but they had to be supported.
"This... cannot be compared. In terms of contribution to mankind, of course you are first." Christina responded with a smile.
"Then I want this ruby." Ying pointed at Beavis's bow tie and said with a smile, "Can you give it to me?"
People were as quiet as chickens.
At this time, the world live broadcast was still on. It was not that they wanted to do a live broadcast, but that Ying simply put the camera on his shoulder and recorded their faces frantically. The whole world could see their expressions.
Duke Ezekiel winked at Beavis. It was just a gem, so he gave it to him. He had to give face to the First Dream Patrol.
Beavis' face almost turned blue, but he could only tear off the ruby on his bow tie and hand it to Ying.
For the first time, he wished so much that someone would disappear.
...First Dream Patrol Family, you won't be so proud for long. It's just a temporary moment of glory. When you really find out the core things, you won't be able to survive.
I wonder what your expression will be when you die in front of the whole world.
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Su Mingan and others went to the roof of the unfinished building and knocked on the door, but no one responded.
"There should be an old lady living here. Isn't she here?" Han Han looked at the closed door.
Su Mingan used Adu to check the surveillance and found that the old lady had left home an hour ago. With the help of the surveillance footage, they followed her all the way and finally found the old lady in a nearby block, standing in the crowd.
This is the government area, with bright red banners hanging. People are holding loudspeakers, surrounding the government building, and shouting:
"Disclose the research progress of the special medicine!"
"Support the First Dream Patrol! Those involved in the Ark Project must apologize!"
"Greedy officials! You need to give the people an explanation!"
Guards held riot shields and kept the angry people outside the government buildings. People stood in the heavy rain, their hair and clothes soaked, but they still shouted slogans with hoarse voices, like a group of dying crows.
[——You don’t take the lives of civilians seriously at all! ! ! ]
The noisy sound was extremely deafening, and Su Mingan and others stood outside the crowd.
However, no one came forward, no one appeased the people, and no one responded to their anger.
It was as if the officials had closed their eyes, covered their ears, and become deaf-mutes who no longer spoke.
Don't look at the suffering of the people, and don't listen to the wailing and crying of the sheep.
Hanhan looked at this scene and his heart seemed to be tightened.
People were clearly almost fainting from hunger, yet they still tore their hoarse throats open, venting their anger over and over again.
However, they had no means of resistance except roaring.
At this time, the old lady walked to the front of the crowd.
She stretched out her black-spotted hands, rummaged through the floral bag in her arms, and slowly, tremblingly, took out a few photos and newspapers.
In the heavy rain, her silver hair was wet and sticky to her scalp. Her thin skin was stretched tight on her face, and her eyes were filled with tears. The guards pointed their blast shields at her. She was just a hunchbacked old lady, but she seemed like their enemy.
"For many years, I have written countless letters and made phone calls, asking young people to help me post online, seek media and newspapers to defend my rights, and even join the protest team and stand in front of you." The old lady's vicissitudes of life voice echoed in the rain, and people fell silent, listening to her hoarse voice.
"But, all of them fell on deaf ears."
"The Black Mist disease struck, leaving behind a large number of dilapidated buildings and sweeping away all my property. One day five years ago, I was cooking when the building suddenly collapsed and crushed my daughter-in-law to death."
The old lady had tears in her eyes:
"I carried my daughter-in-law's body all over the city and went to every TV station and newspaper headquarters, but no one paid any attention to me."
"I asked my son to write letters, post them on forums, and make posts, but those words disappeared very quickly. I don't know who deleted them. It was as if they had never appeared."
"Until a week ago, my son left home to get the Ark Project vaccine and never came back. He had no money and was gone."
"It was not until today that the No. 1 Dream Patrol spoke out on the world live broadcast. He is a brave child. We dared to use this power of public opinion to come before you and demand a response."
In the silent rain, there was nothing but the crackling sound of the rain.
The old lady wiped the tears from her eyes and said in a tearful voice:
"Can you give us a response?"
"Tell me - tell me, an old lady whose life is coming to an end, what should I do! Tell me why my daughter-in-law died, tell me where my son went, tell me - how should I live!"
She rolled up the newspaper, picked up a photo, and said in a trembling voice:
"Tell us...how are we supposed to survive..."
In the photo, the happy and smiling family of three seemed to be stained with blood. The faces of the man and the woman became blurred, leaving only the little girl holding a teddy bear.
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