Keynes asked anxiously whether the soldiers had arranged the broadcast equipment, and the cigarette butt in his hand almost burned his fingers.
An hour ago, after "watching" Lin An destroy Corell, he immediately realized that the world was about to change.
In subsequent announcements, Polaka's diplomat made it clear that the speech that followed was to be seen and heard by all.
Don't dare to neglect.
Within half an hour, he mobilized almost all the soldiers in the city to find various projection screens, display screens, and even radios, and then distributed them in the streets and alleys.
Since that being said he was going to do this, the only thing he could do was to do it to the best of his ability.
Somewhat lucky.
Fortunately, Cambra Safe Zone did not speak rudely, did not refuse in person, and did not declare war on that existence.
It is conceivable that from today on, there will be only one voice in the entire world.
"grown ups!"
"Everything has been arranged! Projection cloths have also been hung on the city walls, and everyone has spread out!"
"We also specially found a few video recorders. When the people from Polaka ask, we will be able to prove that we really followed orders!"
Keynes took a long breath when he heard this, and patted the sergeant on the shoulder encouragingly:
"very good!"
"I can finally see that whether that being is an angel or a demon, we can do whatever he wants us to do anyway!"
"It's so miserable... Corell couldn't even hold on for a minute..."
After a while I was afraid.
Keynes let out a long sigh and looked at the set-up broadcast equipment with complicated eyes.
Not surprisingly, he could actually guess what Lin An wanted to say.
But does he dare to stop it?
Don't dare, he even wants to cooperate!
.....
The crude screen lights up.
In the streets and alleys, the bewildered crowd was called out by the soldiers, and then looked at the hastily arranged screens with puzzled faces.
"Who is this?"
"What's going on? Why do you want us to look at the screen?"
"What's going on? Who wants to talk?"
The crowd was whispering to each other.
As the lowest class of people, they have no idea what changes have taken place in the world.
Even some middle-level officials also looked puzzled and wanted to ask the soldiers.
"Has there been a replacement at the top?"
"Are you informing us of a new policy? Or is it some adult who wants to announce it?"
No one answered, the soldiers just stared at the screen nervously, and they only knew part of the information.
The slave owner standing in front of the pot raised his hands and looked at the soldiers pointing guns at him with a charming look on his face.
He couldn't figure out what happened.
"Sir, I just killed a slave, and I bought him..."
The soldier looked grim and turned on the rifle safety:
"Look at the screen! Stop talking nonsense!"
The slave owner trembled for a while and did not dare to ask any more questions.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin An slowly spoke on the screen that lit up:
"I'm Lin An."
Lin An's cold voice sounded simultaneously from hundreds of loudspeakers, even from the publicity loudspeakers in the safety zone.
Everyone listened to the name in confusion.
The sound enveloped the whole city.
At the same time, Lin An's voice also sounded in the safe zones prepared around the world.
After a moment's pause, the cold voice continued:
"Next, I will announce three things."
"All forces must comply unconditionally, otherwise, I will take action myself."
"First, all safe zones must clean up all nobles, abolish the class system, and hand over all materials and weapons."
"Second, in the entire safety zone, distribute food to all survivors unconditionally and gather together to move towards Polaka."
"Third, merge all forces."
"From today on, there can only be one voice in this world!"
"All forces must clean up slave owners and nobles on their own. Within three days, any force that still resists or is dissatisfied will remain."
"kill!!"
"Besides, from now on."
"Emancipate all slaves and prohibit any slavery or oppression!"
"Everyone"
"Unlock the chains and you are free."
"Zi Zi"
The picture disappeared, and those few words made it difficult for everyone to believe what they heard.
Clean up all the nobility? Abolish the class system?
Who is this person?
At the highest point of the safety zone, Keynes listened to Lin An's brief speech with a wry smile.
Sure enough, the purpose of this existence is to integrate the entire world.
The order has been issued.
If you want to survive, do as you are told.
He looked feebly at the printed report in his hand, and then gave the order resolutely:
"Everyone listen!"
"Open warehouses to release grain! Execute all slave owners and gang leaders in the safe zone!"
"As for the nobility..."
After hesitating for a moment, Keynes took a long drag on the cigarette in his hand.
"Kill! Kill them all! Kill them quickly before they react!"
Damn it, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
He knew what Lin An was doing in Polaka.
It would be better to let them clean up the cancer in the safe zone on their own.
If you were lucky enough not to attack these people, would you even want to save their lives?
Then I guess I will be liquidated too.
Sorry, I can still live if you die, so you should die first.
....
"boom!"
"boom!"
Continuous gunshots rang out, and cries came one after another from nobles and slave owners.
The slaves at the lowest level looked in shock as their masters were dragged out and shot by the soldiers.
After the chained slave realized that what the man said was true, he excitedly removed the chain from his neck.
In the streets and alleys, inside and outside the safe zone.
Soldiers pushing food quickly distributed food to the hungry people.
Those who ransacked their homes, those who dragged them out and executed them.
On the street, the slave owner who was shot dead on the spot was lying on his back.
In front of the porridge stall, a woman carrying a baby on her back cried loudly and shook the man below her:
"Zhigang! Get up! We are free! We will not starve anymore!"
She struggled to break the shackles around the man's neck.
For the first time, there was a glimmer of hope for the future in her eyes.
...
Outside the city, a boy with pus on his hands and feet was overwhelmed and took the steamed buns handed by the soldiers. He timidly lowered his head and put down the garbage in his hands. He was overwhelmed and thanked the soldiers:
"Thank you...Thank you, sir..."
The soldier smiled bitterly and shook his head, handed out the steamed bun and hurried to another crowd.
Before leaving, I only left one sentence:
"If you want to thank me, just thank Mr. Lin An..."
Lin An...?
The boy stood under the mountain of garbage, vaguely remembering the voice that came from the radio just now.
I'm Lin An...
You are free.
[The author has something to say]
It's quite sensitive, so the original version has been deleted.
There are still two chapters left, which will be posted later.