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79: Chapter 79: The Mayor (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

79: Chapter 79: The Mayor (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

“The sniper who just attacked us,” He Ao used his cane to point at the fallen sniper, then pointed at the sedan crashed into the wall with his cane again, “the person inside was just about to shoot me.”

Then he looked at Yi Jiali, “That counts as self-defense, right?”

“It counts…

right?”

Yi Jiali was somewhat bewildered.

The incident had happened too quickly, and her mind was in a whirl.

In terms of the nature of the incident, it could be considered self-defense.

As long as they explained that He Ao had encountered the sniper by chance while fleeing, although Yi Jiali felt that the elder had most likely intentionally gone after the sniper, with a bit of ‘explanation,’ things could still make sense.

The problem was, there were too many casualties in this act of self-defense, everyone who had attacked them had died.

Even under the laws of Dawn City, if this went to court, there would probably be a lot of disputes.

Of course, now wasn’t the time to think about that.

Yi Jiali looked up at He Ao,

“Elder, what do we do next?”

At this point, Yi Jiali was completely confused.

She didn’t know why she was in this situation, why someone was trying to kill her, or why the previously kind and benevolent librarian had suddenly revealed such a cold and decisive side.

She even started to wonder what kind of unknown past He Ao had, and began to imagine that maybe the elderly gentlemen sweeping the streets were actually undiscovered masters.

But when all was said and done, He Ao was her only pillar of support at the moment of crisis.

The most sensible action was to listen to the advice of a professional.

He Ao glanced at Yi Jiali and, while walking deeper into the alley with the support of his cane, took out a card reader with a semi-transparent storage chip inserted from his pocket.

This type of card reader could convert the interface of the storage chip into the Federation’s universal three-point magnetic data interface, so it could be used to read the content with a wristband.

“Seen this before?”

He Ao presented the card reader in front of Yi Jiali.

Yi Jiali shook her head blankly.

“Take a look,” He Ao passed the card reader to her, “and after you’ve looked, share any information you know with me.”

Yi Jiali blankly received the card reader from He Ao’s hand.

“Remember to disconnect from the internet.”

He Ao, walking ahead, suddenly said.

“Ah,” Yi Jiali nodded, as she brought the card reader near the data interface of her wristband and softly asked, “So, Elder, are we just going to look at what’s inside this next?”

“No,” He Ao shook his head, “We’re going to Rockville Private Middle School.”

“Ah?

Why?”

“The Mayor is giving a speech there.”

—-

Crown District·Rockville Private Middle School

An elderly man, lean and kindly yet authoritative, stood on the stage.

His eyes sparkled as he energetically looked at the neatly seated students in front of him,

“…I know, those videos played on smart devices may have given you a certain illusion, making you think that without much effort, you could be incredibly wealthy, thinking that all you need is to be able to sing, to dance, to participate in some talk show, or to mess around on a variety show, and you would be set for life.”

“But the reality is, you have almost no chance of taking any of those paths.” fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

“Those lively TV shows, the stars active on screen often give us this illusion—that wealth and success can be obtained without any effort.”

“But achieving success is actually a difficult task.”

“The land beneath our feet is one of the oldest lands in Dawn City, and also one of the oldest in the Federation.

Over eight hundred years ago, the founders of the Federation crossed the oceans and landed here, where they built the original Dawn City—what we now call the Crown District.”

“Under the relentless attacks of exotic beasts, in the terrifying wilderness, they built Dawn City’s first tall wall, which is also the oldest wall of the Federation.”

“How long did it take them?”

“Twenty years!”

“Seven hundred and fifty-six years ago, when the Federation was established, it had been nearly a century since the construction of Dawn City’s tall wall began.”

“Over eight hundred years ago, the people sitting in your seats, people about your age, they braved through thorny paths, they tilled the land under exotic beasts’ feet, they rebuilt civilization amidst the wilderness’s frenzy, spending twenty years to construct Dawn, and a hundred years to establish the Federation.”

“Success has never been an easy thing.”

“Eight centuries ago, the people sitting in your seats reignited the spark of civilization, giving us walls to provide sanctuary and to establish our livelihoods.”

“Five centuries ago, those in your seats restored the urban transit, allowing us to travel freely between cities.”

“Three centuries ago, those in your seats set up a virtual network spanning the wilderness, changing the way we communicate.”

“So today, I want to ask you all, what will your contribution be?

What problems will you be solving?

In twenty years, fifty years, a century from now, how should the Mayor who comes here speak of everything you have done for Dawn City, for the Federation?”

“Right now, your families, your teachers, and I are doing everything in our power to ensure that you receive the education needed to answer these questions.”

“I hope each of you will do great things, so don’t let me down, don’t let your families down, don’t let your city down.”

Applause roared.

“Thank you, everyone.

God bless you, God bless Dawn.”

——

Outside the venue, a dense crowd of onlookers was standing, with most of the applause surging from these people.

At the edge of the crowd stood an elderly man with silver hair and a slender woman with black hair.

They did not clap but listened quietly to the Mayor’s speech.

“He spoke well.”

He Ao leaned on his cane, speaking calmly.

“Yes,” Jiali nodded silently, her gaze sweeping over the students in their expensive woolen uniforms, over the luxury bags hanging on them, over the expensive smart bracelets or designer watches on their wrists.

Rockville Private Middle School is the best middle school in the Crown District and in Dawn City, and of course, its tuition is as high as nearly one hundred thousand federal coins a year.

“472,” Jiali lifted her head and turned her gaze toward the spirited Elderly man in the center of the crowd.

At that moment, the Elderly man was packing up, preparing to leave, “In the Aston District, in the neighborhood I often visit, there are 472 homeless children who cannot afford education.”

There are forty-one blocks in Aston District.

He Ao turned around, leaning on his cane, he moved step by step toward the exit, “Let’s go see this Mr.

Mayor.”

“He isn’t…”

Jiali was somewhat surprised.

On the way here, she had already told He Ao about her mission, and she also understood that those chasing them from behind the scenes were this Mr.

Mayor’s people.

“Don’t you want to find out the whereabouts of your young employer?” He Ao didn’t look back, continuing forward, “Asking his foster father directly is the fastest way.”