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Chapter 533: Itching Brain
Chapter 533: Itching Brain
So Mr. Leon actually pulled it off...
Alger, with his ears glued to the roadside broadcast speaker, listened to the entire morning's "Little Theater" and couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
When Mr. Leon first explained his plan, Alger had thought it was a bit far-fetched, believing that a mere few minutes of broadcasting wouldn't be enough to shake Andre's rule. But now it seemed...
Opening his eyes, which were pasted on the top of a building fifty meters away, Alger saw the crowd on the street in an uproar. Then, using another eye that had infiltrated the outskirts of Zone 1, he observed the scholars engaged in a heated argument and couldn't help but be amazed.
The effect seemed to be incredibly good!
Although the broadcast alone couldn't directly topple Andre, it had significantly shaken his authority. The once united Corlock Kingdom was now filled with restless hearts.
Every day this situation persisted was a significant threat to Prince Andre's rule. For a long time, he would likely be preoccupied with his own affairs, leaving him no energy to deal with Alger and Mr. Leon before the situation stabilized.
Since Mr. Leon had done such an excellent job, Alger knew he had to step up his efforts as well. The longer he could delay, the better!
Glancing at the soldiers working on the distant signal station, Alger narrowed his eyes slightly. Then, strands of silk finer than a spider's web, almost invisible to the naked eye, drifted with the gentle breeze towards the signal station.
"Beep! Beep!"
As the silk approached within twenty meters, the strange instruments in the soldiers' hands flashed red and emitted a loud warning sound.
"That thing is back!"
"Quick! Think of a way to block it!"
"How do we block it?!"
As the soldiers grew anxious, the signal station, which was already half-repaired, emitted a piercing metal creaking sound. A thick metal pole, as thick as a thigh, was pulled down by an immense force without a sound and fell to the ground in an unoccupied area.
Not only that, but the tools and equipment they were holding were also forcibly taken by a powerful force, thrown from the sky, and even torn apart on the spot. Yet, they had no idea what was happening.
"No! This batch of materials is ruined, and the signal station can't be repaired!"
"Then let's think of another way. Let's report this to the higher-ups and see what they say!"
...
The sudden appearance of a powerful force, leaving no trace... This must be the ability of 'Line Man' Alger.
Upon learning that something strange was happening at the signal station, seemingly someone was preventing repairs, Andre couldn't help but frown. He began to ponder what Leon's true intentions were.
The direct purpose was to block the signal station in Research Zone One, preventing him from using Artifex 00 to control the kingdom. But Leon should know that this would only cause a few days of trouble.
The reason Zone One chose to use the signal station for communication was that it provided the best effect and the most stable transmission. Even if the signal station couldn't be repaired, with the technological capabilities of the entire Corlock Kingdom, it would only take a little more time to switch to a slightly less effective method.
Leon wasn't the type to waste effort on futile tasks. With Director Scorpio captured and the other Purifiers killed, leaving only two of them, Leon had arranged for Line Man Alger to stay nearby and continue sabotaging the signal station. It was unlikely that he was merely aiming to delay for a few days; there must be another plan.
So, if I were him, what would I want to do the most now? Rescue the captured Purifiers? Attack Research Zone One? Or... take advantage of the chaos and escape from Corlock Kingdom?
"Stop pondering."
Glancing at Andre's furrowed brows, Artifex 01 spoke up, "Let's focus on tonight's plan. He's having someone impersonate you, announcing that you will attend the celebration tonight and publicly explain today's events. What will you do then?"
"Should we just send troops to surround the districts hosting the celebration?" Artifex 00 asked.
"I was thinking..." Andre's cheeks twitched upon hearing Artifex 00's question, and he sighed in annoyance. "The broadcast tower was directly bombed, and even the underground broadcast pipes were cut to pieces. It'll take at least two or three weeks to repair them. Right now, aside from some local broadcasts, there's no other channel to immediately reach the entire nation."
"So, in everyone's eyes, the officer who ordered the shooting is my man, and his words represent my intentions. Those who dare to attend the celebration in this situation are either my supporters or people who doubt the broadcast content."
"These people can be swayed. If I don't go, I'll lose the chance to explain to them, and without their support, the kingdom's turmoil won't subside quickly."
"But if I go, it'll be like admitting to those who didn't attend that the officer is my man, and also confirming what Princess Felicia said. There's basically no room for redemption, so no matter what I do, it won't be good."
"Then how about this..." Artifex 00 suggested when she heard this.
"Your father's body is still around, right? When the celebration starts tonight, you can take him along and control him to explain for you."
"We can try, but the effect might not be great," Prince Andre frowned.
"According to the broadcast, my 'ambition' is to use the technology developed in Zone 1 to control the minds of all citizens. So, even if I bring my father's body, I can't completely dispel their suspicions."
"True... The morning broadcast was too effective. Now, even many scholars from Zone 1 have started to suspect if such research really exists... Bunch of idiots!" Artifex 00 cursed, her face filled with frustration.
"You're already a prince. If you really want the people to do something, most of the time, you just need to give the order. Why go to such lengths to control their minds? How could anyone believe such nonsense?"
Hearing this, Prince Andre couldn't help but sigh again.
This reason is stupid enough, but it's troublesome for me.
In Coroc Kingdom, the vast majority of people can read and possess a certain level of knowledge, but most of it is in science. Their understanding of politics and intrigue remains at the level of those seventeen or eighteen fabricated plays, so they are essentially clueless.
So, for ninety percent of the ordinary people in this country, those seemingly reasonable explanations are not very credible, while these sensational claims are more believable. Moreover, because it concerns their personal safety, even if they doubt it, they will still try to investigate.
But the problem is, although 'Princess Felicia' is fake, her words are not entirely false. After all, I did slaughter the entire royal family.
Once they find evidence proving that the royal family has been killed by me, following the principle of 'one truth, all truth; one lie, all lies,' most people will believe that I truly intend to control everyone's minds, and then...
Damn!
As he pondered this, the mist in his mind finally cleared, and Prince Andre, realizing the reason, stood up in a flash, his face filled with shock.
"The palace! His target is the palace!"
(End of Chapter)
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