Chapter 207: 206 Meeting? Usurpation! (End)

206 Meeting? Usurpation! (End)

It seems... that's really how it is?

After hearing Li Ang's analysis and questioning, the rebels, who were still bowing in a daze and unsure if they really opposed the leader, finally "woke up" completely this time.

That's right! That's how it is!

Although I wasn't as clear as Little Bajinsi and couldn't say why, I must have vaguely sensed that something was wrong, which is why I felt Neisen wasn't suitable to be the leader!

No wonder, no wonder I suddenly bowed to Little Bajinsi just now. It turns out that although I couldn't explain the truth, I had already started thinking this way in my heart!

"You... you don't be fooled by him!"

Noticing the changing gazes of everyone in the room and the attitude that was vaguely leaning toward the opposite side, the middle-aged man, who sensed that the "general trend was gone," couldn't help but say anxiously:

"Think about it! How old is Little Bajinsi this year? And apart from attending a few years of public school when he was young, he hasn't read any books since he was thirteen or fourteen. How could he know so much?"

"Use your brains! Just those words just now, is that something someone who only attended three or five years of public school could say? I suspect he isn't Little Bajinsi at all!"?!!!

Hearing the middle-aged man's reminder, the group of rebels in the room couldn't help but change their expressions, and vaguely discovered that "Little Bajinsi" was indeed not quite right.

A few people who walked around the valley more often and knew a little about Little Bajinsi's family situation cast suspicious looks instantly.

Neisen's words... were actually not wrong?

Not to mention the silent and isolated Little Bajinsi, why did he suddenly become so eloquent? Just based on his level of dropping out of community public school, it was impossible for him to improvise and tell such a clear analysis of the situation, let alone the subsequent layer-by-layer, aggressive, heart-stabbing questioning.

Sure enough, I was still a bit too hasty... But it doesn't affect anything!

Feeling the suspicious gazes cast by the group of rebels, Li Ang couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, then sighed faintly, and said with a face full of disappointment:

"Lord Neisen, you still don't understand where you actually went wrong."

"You think that questioning my identity, forcibly calling me an impostor, and solving me, the person who dared to stand up and question you, can make you, this leader, become correct again?"

"To tell you the truth, I even feel you are a bit pathetic now. Pathetic because you don't even know who your true opponent is!"

After a bit of deliberate stalling, bringing the focus of the topic back, Li Ang sat back in his chair and, under everyone's gaze, continued to drag time in a composed manner:

"Lord Neisen, before telling you this answer, can you please answer me first: what is the first textbook a six-year-old child receives after entering school?"

"Why are you dragging these things out?"

Caught off guard by Li Ang's strange question, the middle-aged man reacted quickly. He absolutely couldn't let the topic continue to be dragged away by him, so he interrupted directly:

"What we are discussing now is your identity! It has nothing to do with any public school textbook! Don't try to use this method to escape my question!"

"I am answering your question!"

After prying the topic back again, Li Ang said at an extremely fast speed:

"If you've forgotten, I'll tell you! The first set of textbooks for community public school is reading, writing, and pronunciation, and the material used to teach children to recognize characters is the history of the Wang Guo for the past three hundred years!"

"The first sentence all children of the Wang Guo learn when mastering reading and writing is how the Wang Guo was born! Do you remember what that sentence said?"

"Of course I remember!"

The middle-aged man fought for the right to speak:

"But that sentence has nothing to do with the current situation..."

"It has a relationship!"

Relying on the excellent line-delivering skills brought by 【Elite Performer】, after grabbing the right to speak with a loud shout, Li Ang recited seriously:

"With the joint support of nobles, citizens, factory owners, and merchants, the royal family drove away the past rulers, absorbed the scattered city-states that could not bear the plunder of other kingdoms, and thus established the current Wang Guo."

"This is the first sentence most people learn!"

"So what does this have to do with..."

"So it wasn't the royal family that established the Wang Guo and then gained the support of the majority; it was after gaining the support of the majority of forces that the current royal family successfully established the Wang Guo! This is something even children know!"

After finishing the interpretation of this sentence, Li Ang looked at the middle-aged man who was a bit stunned and shook his head:

"If you really were like what you said, prepared to save this country, then what you should do is show the changes you can bring, let more forces be willing to support you, instead of launching attacks indiscriminately, making everyone fear you or even be hostile to you!"

"You say it lightly!"

Being panicked by Li Ang's words, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and tried to argue:

"We are rebels! Those who choose to join us are either wounded veterans who are destitute, bankrupt civilians who have nowhere to go, or workers who are being exploited and can't live on.

What value can these people provide? Why would the forces you mentioned support us? Instead of having those groundless daydreams, it's better to do as I say, first..."

"Look, this is my biggest disagreement with you."

After interrupting the middle-aged man's argument again, Li Ang shook his head and said earnestly, trying to provoke him:

"Lord Neisen, I don't know what your background is, but I understand one thing..."

"Even if you single-handedly created the rebels, from the bottom of your heart, you don't look down on us at all, and you don't think we have any value!"

Damn!

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Hearing Li Ang's words, the middle-aged man, who knew he had made a slip of the tongue, was shocked, then hurriedly tried to make up for it:

"This isn't a question of looking down on people! What I'm saying is the truth! Whether it's nobles, merchants, or the Academy, no one will support us at all!"

"Then have you thought about why those people won't support us?"

Sensing the slight vibration of the small mirror in his bosom, and feeling his belly being patted by a dog's paw, Li Ang, knowing that Senior Auntie Ai Ma was already almost here, said eloquently:

"Because under your leadership, we are just a ghost fire that burns wherever it goes, and we have never even opened our mouths in the sunlight to propose what we truly want!"

"Or to put it more bluntly, because you don't look down on us from the bottom of your heart, and you have never tried to dig into our value, the rebels in your hands are just weapons used to launch attacks, so of course they can't get any support!"

While Li Ang was speaking, he secretly touched the Black Goat's horns and peeked at the soul state of the rebels.

Annoyed, complaining, suspicious...

Stable!

After his deliberate provocation, the rebels were already increasingly dissatisfied with Middle-aged Watching Watching Qiaoshuya. After Senior Auntie Ai Ma came, it was estimated that when Middle-aged Watching Watching Qiaoshuya opened the door to fish people out, they might not even be willing to follow!

"Lord Neisen!"

Counting from the time he entered the conference room, Li Ang, who had stirred the rebels to the verge of dissolution in just over a meal's time, continued to add fuel to the fire:

"In so many years, there are thousands of wounded veterans near the capital alone; there are hundreds of thousands of workers who take the risk of having their limbs crushed by machines, working high-intensity for more than ten hours a day, but whose wages are barely enough to support their families!"

"There are also small workshops that keep going bankrupt under the impact of large factories; farmers who can only farm on noble farms after their land is occupied and grain prices are squeezed down; and poor citizens who can't even find a stable job..."

"Do you know how many these people add up to?"

"I... probably..."

"You couldn't possibly know! Because you have never looked down on us, so you haven't even bothered to spend time paying attention to it. How could you know such a thing?"

"..."

Facing the middle-aged man who was choked and couldn't speak, Li Ang, who also didn't know how many there were, slowly stood up and said seriously:

"With so many people living in pain and longing for change, if you really saw them and were willing to help, let one-tenth... or even one percent of them start to agree with us, no one would dare to ignore our opinions!"

"If you did that, even if the royal family didn't support us, they wouldn't hunt us down; even if the nobles didn't support us, they wouldn't dare to continue bullying us; even if merchants and factory owners didn't support us, they wouldn't hate or even be hostile to us!"

"..."

"Once we start trying to speak in the sunlight, and let citizens and workers see the hope of change in us, this first force will start to lean toward us slowly!"

"And with this real fulcrum, there will be more things we can do next!"

"The royal family hopes to check and balance the nobles and wants to control the increasingly large merchant group; the Academy wants to limit the power of the royal family and nobles and wants to regulate the commercial behavior of the business associations; the nobles want to master more power and want to truly get a share of the pie in commerce; merchants want to get rid of constraints, establish more laws favorable to commerce, and prevent being squeezed and exploited by other parties..."

After briefly talking about the basic demands of all parties in the Wang Guo, Li Ang, while calculating the time for Senior Auntie Ai Ma to arrive, drew a big cake with a sincere tone:

"To get support, you must first make yourself have enough value!"

"When we truly become a force, we become a weight that is important enough. When we are thrown in when these forces are playing games with each other, we can influence the direction of the balance. And as an exchange, the forces that get our support must also pay certain benefits."

"Factory owners who want to get our support to avoid being squeezed by the royal family and nobles need to give up the salary space for ordinary people; the royal family, who wants to suppress the old nobles through citizens and workers, needs to give more protection in legislation;"

"And if the Academy wants to get support from citizens, not only do they have to help push for the passage of relevant legislation, but they even have to give up seats in the Academy..."

When he said this, Li Ang paused slightly, looked at the expressions of the rebels in the room who were listening intently, and raised his tone slightly:

"Everyone! Once the people following behind us truly taste the benefits we bring, and let more people see the significance of having someone speak for them, more and more people will start to lean toward us!"

"And once we truly become strong and become a force comparable to the royal family, nobles, Academy, and business associations, we can even turn the tables and take the initiative to force other forces to make concessions to us!"

"By that time, the nobles who don't want to be completely crushed must please us! Merchants and factory owners who are worried about being boycotted and going bankrupt can only choose to treat us well!"

"And as more and more seats in the Academy belong to us, the Prime Minister has to consider our opinions when issuing decrees! When the royal family makes important decisions, they even need to ask us first! And this! It's not even the end!"

Still... not the end? We are already this fierce, and it can be even fiercer later?

Hearing that this level wasn't even the end point, the rebels in the room really couldn't hold it anymore. One by one, they clenched their fists with rapid breathing, staring fixedly at "Little Bajinsi," who seemed to be shining, wanting to hear how fierce the rebels of the future could be.

Li's big cake, for those old oil-slicked people who are truly proficient in politics, as long as they taste it, they can tell that the filling of this cake isn't solid enough.

After all, although the feasibility of this set of things isn't completely non-existent, and it's definitely much better than daydreaming, the degree of goodness is also quite limited.

Just how to make everyone unite as one and avoid being drawn in and divided is a problem that can't be bypassed, not to mention how to deal with the counterattacks of other forces, or even the squeezing of joint forces. If these things can't be solved, I'm afraid they can only be dragged into endless wrangling.

But for the rebels whose average education level is community public school, or even direct fetal education dropouts, who apart from their own names can't write anything, this stack of big cakes that look bright and beautiful is enough to make people faint from the fragrance.

As for what drawing in and dividing, what counterattack and squeezing...

Laugh to death, we have been chased by the army and Secret Police for so many years that we don't dare to show our faces, and can only hide in this valley eight hundred miles away from the capital to build dirt houses to live in. If we go out to pee, we might bump into a big tiger baring its teeth. How much worse can it be than now?

It's over! It's completely over!

Looking at the rebels in the room who were all staring at Li Ang with fanatical eyes, and not a single person was looking at himself, the middle-aged man only felt a burst of coldness in his whole body.

What the Water Bottle Director said... was truly not a single word off! This person who doesn't know if he is Little Bajinsi is truly dangerous to the extreme.

He had painstakingly operated for so many years, and finally gathered a force sufficient to attack the landing tower, but he destroyed everything in less than thirty minutes.

He not only destroyed the rebels, but also destroyed his plan to hide the Wang Guo's mineral resources by attacking the landing tower, thereby avoiding war.

It's over! From now on, everything is over!

After gritting his teeth forcefully, Middle-aged Watching Watching Qiaoshuya stared fixedly at "Little Bajinsi" opposite him, regretting that he didn't go over and kill him directly after discovering that all six hands had moved last night, and even gave him the opportunity to attend the meeting!

I am truly stupid!

Looking at "Little Bajinsi," who stood up amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd and seemed to want to say something, the middle-aged man couldn't help but take a deep breath, then also slowly stood up.

"Lord Neisen?"

After noticing his move, Li Ang's eyebrows twitched slightly, then he stopped speaking and stared at him, taking the initiative to ask:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded slowly, then opened his mouth and said:

"I was thinking, if I had... Nicole?"

Accompanied by his surprised voice, the door behind Li Ang made a creaking sound, as if it had been pushed open. Li Ang's heart also skipped a beat, then he turned his head to look over, and then...

"Bang!"

A silver-white nail with threads drilled out of Li Ang's heart, flew into the empty door and disappeared.

And this wasn't the end. Before Li Ang, who had been shot, could turn his head back, the middle-aged man who hated him to the bone pulled the trigger continuously, firing seven shots in a row, directly beating Li Ang's back into a bloody mess!

"Ah?"

"Little Bajinsi?!"

"NEISEN!!!!!!!!!!"

"What I want to say is, if I had done this back then, it would have been better!"

After clearing the magazine from behind and directly killing "Little Bajinsi," who had ruined his affairs, facing the rebel members in the room who had betrayed him, the middle-aged man, whose hatred hadn't dissipated, threw away the nail gun in his hand, raised his hand to point at the rebels in the room, and sneered:

"Also, you bunch of idiots! Do you really think it will succeed if you do as he says?"

"Those nobles and merchants aren't doing charity. Will they honestly follow the laws of the Wang Guo and play those things on the surface with you?"

"Hehe, I don't deny that Little Bajinsi has the ability to do the things he said. After all, he only spent the time of a meal to make you betray me. He truly has an extremely terrifying talent in this regard."

"But those nobles and merchants don't need to win over Little Bajinsi with their mouths like I do. They only need to spend a small amount of money, hire a desperate idiot, and hold a gun like me... Bang!"

After making a gesture of shooting, the middle-aged man sneered:

"Wake up! The only person who can truly save the Wang Guo is me!"

"No matter how beautiful the road Little Bajinsi points out to you looks, but relying on his trashy ability that can only make people bow, he can't protect his own safety at all! As long as the person leading the way dies, everything will just be virtual... you... why aren't you dead yet?"

"Sorry... Ptooey!"

After climbing up and spitting out the fishy, salty blood foam in his mouth, Li Ang touched the hole in his chest that was healing, then covered his clothes, turned his head back, and showed an apologetic smile to the rebels in the room whose brains were on the verge of crashing.

"I just discovered that my ability doesn't seem to be just making people bow, it should also include an immortal body." ===== CHAPTER 208 =====