After Falosa got dressed and left, Xu Yang paid attention to the time. It was the day of Sally's premiere. As the anchor of Rat Witch Radio for the first time, Sally was ready for any questions.
The rat communication radio station was provided by Selita and the others. The vanguard guerrillas are currently rooted in Baixiang Continent, so the signals are mostly connected to the rat settlements in Baixiang Continent. There are still large towns and rural areas where the rat people can hide.
Many ratmen are also employed illegally.
Companies in Baixiangzhou like rat people, a labor force that reproduces quickly. In order to cover up the facts, they, like other companies, do not admit the existence of rat people. The forgotten rat people are treated extremely cruelly and are completely regarded as slave labor.
The basic right to live, life and death.
What Sally had to face was such a large group of rat people in a difficult situation. She sat in the radio room prepared for her in the industrial park and prepared countless speeches with great fear.
The world's only rat witch, unprecedented, thinks she has a mission.
Xu Yang and Lila helped test the equipment in the background.
"Will Sally's first radio communication be effective?" Xu Yang was curious.
"Urban slums, large rat caves, labor markets, and farmlands all have rat colonies and corresponding communication equipment," Lila said. "There are 150 communication points. I try my best to spread the news in advance to remind them that the radio station will be restarted.
The fact of the launch. It is estimated that the target audience for the first broadcast will reach 5,000 rat people."
"Five thousand simultaneous receptions are great, but it's a pity that they can't reward Sally." Xu Yang said.
"It starts in one hour." Lila looked at the radio room. The voice of Rat Witch Sally would spread to countless rat people's ears.
Under Xu Yang's instruction, Sally will focus on appeasing the tired, anxious, and furious mentality of the rat people, guiding them how to live better, seek unity and progress.
In order to maintain confidentiality, Xu Yang debugged the environment and forged the communication address to prevent the source address from being discovered.
"The premiere..." He looked at the time difference. It was now 11 o'clock in the evening in Baixiangzhou, and the live broadcast would start at 12 o'clock. At that time, the rat people should get off work.
At this time, in countless remote corners of Baixiang Island, in unknown secret areas, many rat people got the news.
Various groups of rat people became active. They lived in the dark alleys of abandoned cities and places with poisonous sewage. They lived in small groups and shared a radio station, waiting for the legendary rat witch anchor to make her voice for the first time.
In the Kaleb Mountains in the north of Baixiang Island, rat and human laborers are mixed and engaged in the lowest level of manual work, that is, mining.
This mining area has a hot climate, frequent geological activities, and leaks of hydrothermal fluid and natural gas from the cracks in the mine. It is prone to fires, hot and humid, and mining robots are difficult to maintain. In comparison, the labor costs of humans and ratmen are even lower.
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The activities of the Rat Men have disappeared in all regions of the world, but in the rural and mountainous areas of Baixiangzhou, where information is limited and isolated from the world, their existence is an open secret, and they are employed by the Precision Mining Company under the Peacock-Tristan Group. The Rat Men
They reproduce quickly, are docile, and are stupid. They are the most suitable labor race, and the cost is also very low.
At this time, the rat miners of Precision Mining Company quietly gathered together, retrieved the radio station left by their ancestors from the shack, plugged it in with batteries, and quietly waited for the night to come.
A human worker went to the town to do some shopping. When he came back, he told the rat workers about it. He himself also heard about it from the rat den in the town. There was a voice that predicted that the rat witch would pass through tonight.
Radio communicates to all Skaven.
The gray-haired rat-man Shay, an ordinary rat miner, is also among them.
The first public radio communication of the Rat Witch! This news made Shay feel a little fluttering in his heart. He had never heard of any radio host, but he heard that there were powerful witches in the world who could change reality.
Is there a witch among the rat men?
It was looking forward to the image of the Rat Witch. How beautiful would it be? How powerful? How magical?
Shay's mother was exhausted yesterday and was dragged away by others and thrown into the nutritional cream making machine. So when it was time to eat, she arrived very early. As soon as it was time to eat, she jumped off the mining machine and stumbled
He ran to the place where he got the nutritious ointment, and the miner's lamp swayed on the top, reflecting thousands of exhausted and dusty faces. He was lined up in the middle of the queue, waiting anxiously for a long time before it was his turn.
When he walked to the outlet of the nutritional paste, it sprayed out five or six finger-long sections of nutritional paste intermittently like peeing. It was so pink that Xie Yi thought it was his mother.
Shay couldn't bear to eat his mother, so he ran back to the corner of the mine tunnel, dug secretly under the soft soil wall, dug out a small hole, buried all the nutritional paste on his hand, then backfilled the soil, and patted it carefully
good.
Mom, have a good rest...
Because he had no food, Shay went to the mines hungry at night. At midnight, he dragged his sore and tired body back to the shack. The other rat people nervously surrounded the radio station, closed the broken doors and windows tightly, and used all the furniture handles.
It was tightly blocked, and countless green eyes lit up in the darkness, staring at the radio station, waiting for it to emit the voice from the Rat Witch.
There were a similar number of human miners in the shack, and they came to join in the fun out of curiosity. They stood a little outside the rat pen, stood on tiptoes, and listened.
"That-that, hello everyone." A stammering female voice sounded, "My name is Sally! I am the witch among the rat people! Welcome everyone to my radio station!"
The rat people in the shack were constantly trembling and scratching their hair. Shay was also trembling all over. He immediately began to imagine the image of the lovely rat man lady in his mind. She must not be like a pure mouse and have a beautiful appearance.
Maybe he can walk upright, maybe he has a pair of huge mouse ears, maybe he doesn't.
They wanted to continue listening, but the light of the patrol drone came on outside. Shay immediately rushed forward and turned off the sound of the radio. The rat people couldn't hear what the rat witch was saying, but they still listened in ignorance.
, carry out their own fantasies.
The image and lines of Sally in each rat man's fantasy are different. They listen to the live broadcast in silence for a full 30 minutes, enjoying the care from the rat witch in silence.
The rat people couldn't help but began to sob. Even though they actually heard nothing, they had been saved by the rat witch in their imagination, as if she had come to them through the electrical signal.
Sally, take us away, Sally—
The witch among the rat people must have a vivid and bright image, be connected with magical technology that the rat people cannot imagine, and live in incomparable happiness.
After the patrol drone went away, Shay climbed to the radio station and turned up the volume slightly. The other rat people did not stop it. They just held their breath and stretched their ears to listen to every word and action of the rat witch.
Finally, the voice of the Rat Witch was heard again, but it was already 30 minutes later. Only then did Shay begin to regret that he had not heard the content of the program within the first half hour.
"...Ahhh...It's okay. It's okay to say weird things. I can still pronounce them! After all, I just like you all very much. I want to talk to you all the time. We are all very cute rats, yes.
My kind!" Sally's voice sounded again.
The Rat People had never heard such sincere words.
The rat miners in the shack looked at each other, making small squeaking sounds, and some sobbing quietly. The human miners next to them didn't know why they were so excited. They were drowsy and waiting for tomorrow's work.
Shay stood among his companions, staring blankly at the radio station, which emitted a heavenly sound, as if his mother had returned to him. Only then did he understand that there were still people who were thinking about these insignificant little residents, Sally.
His voice is like a beam of light shining into a dark life.
What an honor it is that even a humble rat with a stooped and ugly appearance can be cared for by the rat witch bathed in holy light. The rat workers in the mine decided to listen to Sally's voice every night.
After another half an hour, the program ended. Shay watched the radio station being turned off and curled up in the corner of the shack contentedly.
Tomorrow, tomorrow I will also gather here. Shay thought crazily. Miss Mouse Witch, I like you so much.
It stopped sleeping, got up, groped to the side of the radio, quietly turned on the power, stared at the miniature visual interface in the dark, and started typing tenaciously.
"Shay, what are you doing?" A gray-haired rat man got up. He was much smarter than other rat men.
"I want to send a message to Miss Mouse." Shay lowered his voice, "But I can't read."
"You said, I'll fight, keep it short." It knew that Shay had just lost his mother before, and felt that this rat man deserved a little attention today.
Shay muttered in a low voice, turned all his thoughts into codes and words, and sent them to Sally's channel.
On the other side, thousands of kilometers away, in the Nisto Industrial Park in Aizu City, Sally experienced a long one-hour radio host and had to end her first communication early.
She felt uncomfortable all over and extremely nauseous.
In the first half hour, as soon as she introduced herself, Sally received countless abuses, questions, insults and slanders from the rat people. The program exploded and could hardly go on. The viciousness and meanness of the rat people were clearly visible.
All the ratmen on the radio were doing their best to thwart her.
She was about to end her live broadcast career after 30 minutes, but under Xu Yang's strong request, she managed to hold on and said something against her will - saying that she would respond to those weird words, saying that she liked everyone very much, and that all the rats were
so cute.
After that, she no longer received those black mud-like rat messages, and just talked about her life and daily life casually. However, Sally was completely coping with it, completely hating those strange rats in distant places.
"No rat people will like it, no rat people want to hear it." Sally complained to Xu Yang.
"There are new messages." Xu Yang suddenly noticed the change in the radio station's mailbox.
"It must be a curse too," Sally said viciously.
"Maybe I'm complimenting you." Xu Yang said, "Why don't you open it and take a look?"
"If they are scolding people, I will never communicate with them again in my life." Sally shook her ears uneasily. She sat back in front of the radio screen dejectedly and opened the message.
Xu Yang saw the obvious change in her expression. Sally kept her eyes open and remained silent for a long time.