Chapter 935: 533 Melodramatic, But Effective

533 Melodramatic, But Effective

Philia?

Hearing the familiar voice from the loudspeaker, Prince Andrei's brows furrowed slightly, while Artifi 00 raised a hand to press the back of her head where the information chip was implanted.

"Fake."

After closing her eyes to mobilize computing power for analysis for a while, Artifi 00 opened her eyes and stated with absolute certainty:

"Although it's slightly distorted after passing through the loudspeaker, this voice was synthesized by a sound-simulation tube; it's a composite simulated sound played by the intelligent machines, not Philia's own voice. It seems the lost Artifi 128 is indeed in the other party's hands."

"Whether these words were actually spoken by Philia no longer matters."

Snapping out of his shock, Andrei shook his head and said with a frown:

"The biggest problem now is how many people heard what he said, and how many will be persuaded by him."

"The situation isn't optimistic..."

After a slight calculation, Artifi 00 said somewhat helplessly:

"The morning news broadcast was transmitted via the kingdom's public loudspeakers; anyone awake could definitely hear it. Excluding shift workers and others on night duty, approximately 75% of the populace is listening."

"75%?"

Upon hearing this, Prince Andrei pondered for a moment, then spoke:

"Send people to repair the signal stations immediately. No need to fix them all; just rush to repair two or three to ensure the signal can get out. Then, do not cut the broadcast signal; let them keep talking."

"Why?"

Artifi 00 was slightly stunned, then said somewhat perplexed:

"The signal stations are already being repaired, but why not cut the signal? What they are saying now is deadly to you. If you let them keep talking..."

"If you forcibly cut the signal and suddenly silence them, that would truly be killing me."

Prince Andrei said coldly:

"What they are saying now, most people still only half-believe. But if you really cut the signal and forcibly silence them, then I won't be able to explain it clearly at all. Only by letting them keep talking, and then having me cut in, can I..."

"Bang!"

Just then, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the loudspeaker. Immediately after, the "Philia" who was furiously denouncing Prince Andrei's mad actions suddenly screamed in agony, as if she had knocked something over. Huge noise immediately came from the microphone, followed by Hearing Li Ang's anxious inquiry.

"Highness Philia! Are you alright?"

Immediately, a shrill voice full of tension, sounding from a distance within the "broadcasting studio," came through the loudspeaker.

"Fire quickly! Make them shut their mouths! They cannot be allowed to speak anymore!"

It's ruined!

Hearing the chaotic footsteps in the loudspeaker and the pained groans of the shot "Philia," Prince Andrei closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and knew the other party had likely outmaneuvered him again.

And if his guess was correct, the shooting of "Philia" was probably just the beginning; behind it, an even more deadly "script" was likely waiting for him.

"I... I'm fine..."

As expected, after groaning in pain for a few moments, the supposedly shot "Philia" actually returned to the microphone, speaking with a muffled but still clearly distinguishable tone:

"Let me... let me finish..."

"No! You must go get treated immediately!"

Hearing Li Ang in the loudspeaker urged anxiously:

"Damn it! Your lung has been shot through! So much blood is flowing! Stop talking immediately! I must take you away right now!"

"No! Let me... let me continue speaking!"

Amidst increasingly dense gunfire, the "Philia" with her lung shot through coughed up a mouthful of blood with a "wa," then, as if in a final burst of life, spoke loudly with a slight sob:

"For this opportunity, many of us have died. I cannot... I cannot let Bai Bai sacrifice in vain!

Citizens of the Croc Kingdom! You must be careful! You must... you must not let our country be destroyed by Andrei's ambition! You... must protect yourselves... Do not, under any circumstances, let him... control you... He will..."

"Bang!"

The other "rebels" blocking the guards in the distance seemed unable to hold on any longer. The sound of a door being kicked open came through the loudspeaker, and the shrill voice that had previously ordered the shooting shouted again:

"Shoot! Shoot quickly! Cut the lines! You go with us to report to His Highness! Damn it! Fire quickly!"

"Stop!"

Hearing Li Ang in the loudspeaker roared angrily:

"She is Highness Philia! The Sixth Princess! What are you..."

"Shut up! There is no Sixth Princess at all! Shoot! I order you to shoot quickly! Kill her!!!"

"Damn it! You... have you already been controlled?!"

"Citizens of the Croc Kingdom! Please... please protect yourselves... Stay away from Andrei, he will..."

"Shoot! Shoot! Damn it! Give me the gun!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Buzz..."

"..."

This time it is truly trouble...

Watching the loudspeaker fall completely silent, having listened to the entire "morning little theater," Prince Andrei sighed and said to Artifi 00, who was already stunned beside him:

"Go rush to repair the signal stations immediately, then quickly have someone announce for me that next..."

"Buzz..."

In the now-silent loudspeaker, movement suddenly came again. The voice that had previously ordered the soldiers to fire, carrying a tone of disgust, declared domineeringly:

"Citizens of the Croc Kingdom! I am a personal guard of Highness Andrei. Just now, a group of rebels attempting to overthrow the kingdom took Highness Philia hostage and forced her to publicly lie and slander the royal family. The content of the broadcast just now was pure nonsense.

This group of rebels has now been driven away, but to prevent them from returning to continue spreading rumors, the First Broadcast Zone is temporarily under martial law. All broadcasts are suspended indefinitely.

Finally, the residential areas 3-15 where the Celebration Street is located will be temporarily merged. All citizens must attend. At that time, Highness Andrei will arrive at the celebration to explain everything that happened today... Alright, the broadcast ends here. Go cut the signal for me!"

"Sizzle..."

"Alright, good job."

After blasting the microphone with a single shot, Li Ang tossed Artifi 128, who had been simulating the groans of a wounded soldier, back into the Mirror World, then grabbed Heishanyang, who looked reluctant to stop, and said to the terrified female announcer beside him:

"Sorry, but next..."

"Don't! Don't shoot!"

Hearing Li Ang's words, the female announcer who had witnessed the voice-acting skit with her own eyes immediately went weak in the knees and said in utter terror:

"I-I... I promise I won't say anything! Please!"

"Relax, I'm not here to silence you."

After helplessly shaking his head, Li Ang began to explain:

"I just wanted to tell you... never mind, Senior Frankie, you do it."

"Alright."

Amidst the announcer's terrified screams, a bundle of transparent fishing line shot out from Heishanyang's mouth, then hooked her and several dozen other employees, flying them all out of the building.

After patting Heishanyang's head and checking the building to confirm no one was left behind, Li Ang reached up, grabbed the fishing line, and followed them out. Once on the ground, he turned and tossed a bomb through the window behind him.

"Boom!"

All done~