The sudden silence in the conference hall made Federer a little embarrassed. Of course, he couldn't stand up and become "another" to expose the many shady stories in the West for some bullshit sense of social responsibility. In doing so, he only felt that his peaceful life was too boring. There is nothing to be gained from looking for excitement that can kill you. But it is different now, because he has seen the rise of a new giant power. As one of them, he must be fully prepared for his own future interests.
What's wrong with telling a little lie about it? He didn’t hurt anyone, even God will forgive those who lie!
"I don't want anyone to interrupt me again. I will leave plenty of time for everyone to ask questions, but before that, this is the last time!" Federer pointed to the reporter. If he didn't say this, he would You may be interrupted next. What you fear most when you are concentrating on one thing is a sudden interruption. This may make people forget what they just said and what they are going to say next, leading to terrible mistakes. and results.
Federer is very honest. He doesn't want to die or become disabled. He has to do this well.
"The reporters and other social enthusiasts here should have some understanding. The backwardness and isolation of the west has made the west an 'other world' in the empire's territory. Here, verbal agreements among the people are often more effective than contracts. People also believed that lynching would lead to fairer trials. This was a backward place, so backward that many people still believed that eating hot horse shit could cure diseases." Federer paused when he said this. There was continuous laughter.
For these reporters who have traveled far and wide and seen many incredible things, eating hot horse shit to cure diseases is as stupid and ignorant as some small countries believe that drinking the blood of original girls can cure diseases. This ignorance comes from differences in education levels and the information gap that exists in an information society. Of course, there are still many enthusiastic people who will publicize ignorant rumors again after being changed by the supervisor, making something that may not be strange at first become strange.
The West, without popular cultural knowledge and full of curiosity, became a place where rumors flourished.
"Next, what I want to say is related to the west that you can't see in your eyes. Let's first talk about the mining area and the mine owner..."
A small humor in the opening remarks cannot cover up the cruelty and cruelty of what Federer will say next. The smiles that existed not long ago on people's faces gradually faded and became serious and even indignant. Because Federer's description made them feel an indescribable heaviness. When they heard that they could buy a healthy adult from slave traders for only a few dozen yuan, and most of these adults would die in the mines. While inside, moral standardization turned into a flaming dragon, roaring inside their bodies.
Every civilized society will have a moral standard that conforms to the public values of the society. In the prosperous society of the empire, every educated person will tell them a truth when they first go to school. Their teachers and family members will tell them that That is, human life is precious and unique. No one can take away other people's lives at will, let alone dominate other people's lives unscrupulously.
These things that can be regarded as universal values do not exist in the west, or they only exist among citizens of the empire... right
In Federer's description, people's inherent impression of the West gradually began to change dramatically. It was a terrifying world where desires such as money, status, and power dominated everyone's behavior. As long as they could make enough profits, they dared to use abolished slaves to dig mines for them. They dared to kill slaves who were unwilling to obey in public and hang them on pillars to dry into a large dried meat to intimidate other slaves.
How slave owners treated their slaves during the slavery period is how these mine owners in the West treated hardworking miners, and they even went a little further.
At this moment, when there was no sound in the audience except the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, Federer glanced at the letter paper on Dulin's desk and suddenly said: "I believe some people may think that my statement is too much. It was an exaggeration, and I even said such words deliberately to serve certain purposes, so I specially invited a very special person, his name was Amon, who was also a slave three months ago. But his luck is very good, so he has the opportunity to stand here today and tell you the facts... "
A small man who was different from the various races in the empire walked in from the side door of the conference hall. He was wearing linen clothes and seemed to have a very special sense of art, which was different from the culture and culture of the empire. Art. Some reporters who had covered international affairs immediately recognized where this person was coming from.
He walked to Federer's right side, put a hand on his chest and bowed to Dulin, and then faced the many reporters in the conference hall, took off his hat, revealing pure black hair.
"My name is Amon, Amon Lexmons. I am one of the slaves Mr. Federer said. I was like this before, but recently I have another identity. The people from the Shining Star Empire put me and Some of my friends are called members of the Freedom Front organization..." In an instant, the entire conference hall went from no noise to an uproar that almost shattered the windows. People screamed or shouted in surprise, and more people were whispering to each other. Because in the official press release they received, there was nothing missing from the Freedom Front.
But here, something appeared. Does it mean that the mission of the Western Military Region to exterminate the Freedom Front is indeed as some people said, and there is some invisible conspiracy in it. Conspiracy theories are always the most marketable theory. Regardless of whether you are the one who is hurt, you can attribute a series of incomprehensible behaviors to a conspiracy. The appearance of Amon is the best evidence. At least the military region lied on the theory of complete annihilation.
The discussion lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally subsided, and Amon continued, "I came here today to tell you everything I have experienced, seen, and heard, so that you can follow your moral values. , values, to evaluate whether my friends and I are members of the extremist organizations you call them.”
Next, Amon started talking about when he was still in his hometown. He talked about his dream of venturing into the outside world. He talked about how he was successfully tricked into the boat by the fishing and slave-catching teams. He talked about how he was on the boat. Every scene he saw during his journey across the east and west coasts of the empire was jaw-droppingly ugly, and he was finally reduced to a slave, full of desperate work in a mine that was as deep and dark as eternal night.
Nothing can be more contagious than describing what happened to him. His red eyes from time to time and the hatred between his gritted teeth clearly reached the ears of every reporter. They seemed to be enjoying a period of painful and tormented despair. Journey, step by step from the sunlit place to hell with Amon and more slaves. When they heard Amon talk about some long-term malnourished miners who were sick, and not only did they not receive medical care, but they were dragged into some abandoned mines by the mine protection team, killed and buried just to save the patient's food, the meeting There were more than a dozen crisp snapping sounds in the hall.
The pens in the hands of the reporters were broken into two sections under their huge strength. The shady story Federer said was more like a way to sympathize with the real poor people from a high level with a pretended compassion. No matter what he said, In darkness, most people just say "oh" and don't have too many complicated mood swings. It's not that Federer can't tell stories well, he is a mine owner himself, and the things he says are not contagious. It's like a billionaire standing at a press conference and telling everyone that there are poor people out there who can't even afford to eat. Maybe some people will laugh.
But Amon was that poor man, so pitiful that when people heard what he had gone through, they would be angry about it. Every sentence and word he spoke was deeply filled with what he had experienced in a certain period of time, the feelings he had endured, and the emotions he had torn apart. Only this kind of voice and this kind of content can truly move people.
Some of the more emotional female reporters even shed tears. Only at this moment did they truly realize how cruel what happened in the west was. This makes them even more eager to use their pens to write something that can shake the entire society and attack those who think they are living in a prosperous age.
Here, there is not only freedom, but also slavery!
Amon's story is like a legendary novel. When he talked about Dulin, he talked about Dulin's sympathy for them, his pity for them, and his willingness to release them and give them the living environment, social status and social status equivalent to those of imperial citizens. When respectful, some reporters actually cheered. Gradually, a female reporter looked at Du Lin with admiration and began to applaud sincerely. The applause gradually became one and deafening.
After waiting for about a few minutes, Du Lin stood up. He smiled and raised his hand to make everyone quiet down after venting their emotions. Before he could say anything, someone in the audience shouted, "You are good." "" and other words made him look a little bit dumbfounded. He waved his hand, and finally the whole conference hall became truly quiet. He said: "I believe that from the moment a person is born in this world, we are all equal, and there is no difference between us. There is no distinction between high and low..."
(End of chapter)