Life Game In Other World-Chapter 1744 - 1743: President, Assassination, and Betrayal
[Age 80: But Motoc never returned; he died in Dawn City, and the group was dragged into a massive storm. Even though the board quickly made cuts, sacrificing less critical assets to save core interests, it still dealt a significant blow to the group, leading to the loss of a slot for a mercenary corps at the Federation’s behest.
The board had no choice but to ask you to step in, calming the restless mercenaries of the mercenary corps. Meanwhile, you further lobbied the Gray Stone Palace, hoping the President would pressure Dawn City. You realize the Federation is splintering at a pace far beyond your comprehension.
In a rare move, you called your brother. He remarked that the President was wary of him, nearly leaving him in the dark about current specifics. However, from friends in the parliament and the Gray Stone Palace, he learned that the President seemed to be trying to balance the conflict between Dawn City and the consortiums, aiming to strengthen the Federal Central through balance.
Although this seems like playing with fire, your brother believes that if successful, the President’s power would be amplified to an unparalleled degree. Although this has nothing to do with him as the Vice President, he’s already too old for election runs, and hardly any party would back him.
You advised your brother to take care of himself. You realized that the Federation was not as stable and balanced as you once believed. You began contemplating whether to retreat and resign from the board.
You called your son, telling him to stay safe. Instead, he urged you to pay more attention to the news, excitedly proclaiming that change was imminent and a new era was dawning.
You didn’t believe that so-called new era would come swiftly, nor did you think it would come as your son expected. But this time, you didn’t argue with him; instead, you advised him to exercise caution and avoid joining any radical groups. Your son seemed to sense your unusual vigilance and agreed to your request.
You weren’t sure if he’d heed your words, but you felt an urgent atmosphere in the air. You personally visited Yilan City and saw the vast ruins outside the city.
This was your first time witnessing the remnants of an Angel battle. While you’d heard of Angels before, this was the first time you truly realized how terrifying they were.
In the face of such power, your B-level physique and abilities were utterly insignificant.
You started searching for more information about Angels. You called your brother, asking if he knew where in the Federation Angels existed, so you could take precautions to avoid them.
Your brother made a trip to the Gray Stone Palace to find the old President. He didn’t obtain any information about Angels in the Federation, but he provided you with an unexpected piece of intelligence: Angels can ascend from humans.
Angels are the A-level Transcendents whose traces you’ve been unable to find.
This information nearly tore apart your worldview. Your family’s foundation was too shallow to know such core secrets. By the time you learned this, it was too late; you were too old to know whether you’d be able to collect the Talent Sequences corresponding to the Hell Manager before you died.
You set your sights on the next generation. Your brother’s great-grandchildren were gradually growing up. From among them, select a group to cultivate, slowly developing their abilities. Over several generations, perhaps one could cultivate an Angel.
However, that’s not your concern now. You shared your thoughts with your brother, who agreed and mentioned possibly sending children over to be nurtured by you.
But new changes interrupted all your plans; the old President was assassinated. He’d offended so many, even though he only had a few months left in his term, some didn’t want him to continue.
The Gray Stone Palace claimed the assassination was orchestrated by the Intelligence Bureau Chief, but you knew this involved much more than just the Chief.
Your brother, at over seventy, nearing the end of his political life, in such a dramatic turn, became the Federation’s President.
You attended the old President’s funeral in Ains and had a long conversation with your brother through the night. Rarely had you seen such vigor in him; it was as if he returned to when father was still alive — when he was in his thirties, brimming with energy and strength.
Power is the best stimulant. He finally sat on the throne in the Gray Stone Palace. While you were chatting, he’d already secured an alliance with the Nord Financial Consortium, planning his balance strategies.
Through handling the assassin capture, your brother evidently could easily secure re-election, possibly even for two terms.
The old President hadn’t misjudged him; your brother was akin to the old President. Once he was in power, he’d adopt similar policies.
You knew your words carried little weight now, but you still told your brother that at this moment, he’d positioned himself at the very center of the Federation’s whirlpool. His power base and foundation were even poorer than the assassinated old President’s.
You could tell he was somewhat displeased, but you still finished your words.
Leaving Ains, you didn’t head directly back to the Mercenary Corps but instead visited Vilensis, where you met your son. He was energetically discussing the situation with some classmates.
But clearly, he didn’t tell his classmates that his uncle was the new President.
This conversation had far fewer topics than the last, and you nearly argued several times. Yet, over the years, he seemed to have matured significantly. He thanked you for your concern but also stated he wouldn’t cherish his own life at the cost of ignoring the lives of millions.
You thought he was foolish. You prepared to strike him, but seeing his stubborn stance, you ultimately relented, leaving some people to protect him before departing Vilensis.
Only after leaving did you remember that you hadn’t returned his commemorative coin.
Fortunately, the remaining months didn’t bring any major incidents. The group settled into a rare quietude, not tasking you with any secret missions.
Yet, the surface calm only made you increasingly aware of the turbulent dark tide beneath.
As the year neared its end, your brother suddenly called to tell you he wouldn’t seek re-election. You were somewhat surprised but still supported his decision.
He didn’t explain why he gave up, but you sensed dimly that in these past months, he must have faced previously unforeseen challenges.
At Ains, some contradictions might have escalated to irreconcilable levels.
You knew that compared to the assassinated old President, your brother was more inclined to ’compromise.’
Wherever there was even a glimmer of hope, he’d hold tightly and refuse to let go. However, upon realizing success was impossible, he’d never stubbornly pursue some minuscule possibility.
In this respect, he was much like father.
When grandfather was still alive, he often said your father’s eyes were full of interests but lacked wildness. Your father grew up when grandfather had already succeeded; he’d never experienced the difficulty of struggling at the bottom, nor developed wildness.
Grandfather frequently claimed you resembled him more, but now you feel that your son is more like grandfather.
You’d thought the year would calm down, but just as the year’s end approached, a major incident occurred: an Evil God Advent happened in the entire Northeastern Federation.
Upon learning the news, you flew to Vilensis immediately, and fortunately, your son was alright.
You learned the full scope of the incident from your brother: The Angel stationed in the Northeastern Federation betrayed, setting up a sacrificial ritual intending to summon the Evil God. Ultimately, a suspected K’s Apostle thwarted it — and that Apostle was merely an eighteen-year-old child.
After this event, you could perceive that your son admired that K even more.
But you only felt fear. That K appeared once every six months, each time accompanied by disasters. Who knew if he was resolving them or using these disasters to construct his divine persona, attracting people to believe in him.
You tried to take your son away from Vilensis, leading to an even more intense argument. He thought you were stubborn, foolish, arrogant, completely unaware of the times.
You argued almost all night long. In the end, he forced you to abandon your idea by threatening to die.
You carefully studied the pattern of the appearance of ’K’. That ’K’ rarely appeared twice in the same place, causing disasters. You could only comfort yourself that Vilensis might be safe.
You instructed your subordinates to protect your son more closely, but he still found a gap and sneaked out.
When your subordinates found him, they realized he had gone to Xiluo City to build a statue for K’s Apostle.
He even met someone who surprised you, ’Kemingda’, who was elected as the new President at the end of the year.
Your brother said Kemingda’s side was full of radicals, even more radical than Christos.
You didn’t want your son to associate with these people, but you couldn’t stop him.[
[At 81: You began studying the ’K’ case, researching why so many people liked him and followed him.
After detailed research, you slightly changed your views. You thought some of ’K’s actions, while overly radical, were understandable in essence. However, you always believed he shouldn’t form such a big storm and force.
Moreover, now many of ’K’s so-called followers were displaying behavior more radical and excessive than K himself.
You thought these individuals were too extreme.
Kemingda’s radicalness exceeded your expectations. He even tried to forcibly promote Christos’ series of plans in Dawn City across the Federation.
If these bills were promoted, the consortium’s profits would suffer greatly, fearing they won’t be able to offer more jobs, and the unemployment rate would be higher than it is now.
However, Kemingda’s team was more radical than him. His vice president even gave a speech to completely abolish the consortium.
During this time, the board met with you several times, even starting to discuss whether the cities controlled by the group could separate from the Federation for autonomy.
You realized the Federation’s original environment was like scalding warm water, and now Kemingda had directly boiled that pot of water.
Finally, an unexpected yet not completely unexpected event occurred; Kemingda was assassinated while giving a speech in Vitland.
Within less than a year, two consecutive Presidents of the Federation were assassinated. In your past eighty years of lifespan, such an event had never occurred. Your brother’s decision to withdraw from the election was obviously correct.
Ains announced the President’s death almost that night, with his more radical vice president taking over.
Just when you thought the new President might also be assassinated, his attitude took a 180-degree turn, and before the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s results were out, he directly announced Christos had orchestrated the President’s assassination.
That night, he announced an investigation into Christos, intending to arrest Christos.
Christos immediately gave a speech, denying the event and accusing the new President of betraying companions and allies.
But the new President’s actions were quicker than everyone imagined. He quickly dissolved the Cabinet and arranged a new Cabinet entirely composed of retired consortium executives.
Even the Menshu Group’s board was a bit stunned by this sudden operation, but they quickly seemed to receive some news, calming down rapidly.
The new President even directly arranged Intelligence Agency personnel in Dawn City to forcibly arrest Christos, leading to a confrontation with Dawn City’s City Defense Army.
This move created a huge uproar across the Federation, with protests against the new President breaking out in cities like Yilan City, Wint City, Saint Joen City, starting from Dawn City.
Then these protests quickly spread to Central Federation and then to Western Federation.
Even at your location in the Menshu Group Mercenary Corps garrison, large-scale protests against the new President erupted.
The content of the protests ranged from demanding an investigation into Kemingda’s assassination case, opposing the new President’s forced law enforcement, to opposing the consortiums, with the scope of the protests becoming increasingly larger.
Some Midwestern cities started refusing to authorize protests to control their scope.
But new protests continued to emerge uncontrollably.
You realized something was wrong, immediately asking for leave but was rejected by the board.
The Federal House of Representatives began impeachment proceedings against the new President, but the progress was slow. The new President started mobilizing the Central Army, indicating if Christos did not accept the investigation, he would be forcibly arrested.
It’s not without precedent in the Federation’s history for Presidents to have conflicts with Dawn Mayors, but it has never been so intense.
At the same time, the new President declared K Belief as the belief in an Evil God, and any belief in ’K’ and propagation of its related cases would be severely punished, treated as Evil God belief.
Starting from some small cities in the Central Federation, city governments and City Defense Armies across the regions began a large-scale arrest of individuals involved in propagating ’K’ belief-related figures.
You realized something was wrong, immediately ordered your subordinates to forcibly bring your son back, but it was already too late; your son was no longer in Vilensis, nor in Xiluo City, seemingly having left Northeastern Federation.
More intense protests and demonstrations erupted across the Federation, starting to impact consortium buildings.
The Menshu Group requested you dispatch the Mercenary Corps to guard the group’s building, but sensing something was wrong, you gave orders to all subordinates not to shoot at the protestors.
But the situation you predicted still occurred. The mayor of Trollon City in Central Federation announced the local protest was illegal, a cult rally worshipping ’K’, and ordered the City Defense Army to start arresting related individuals.
Protest participants and the City Defense Army had fierce clashes, involving the Rockville Energy Group Mercenary Corps, resulting in numerous casualties.
A large number of live videos spread wildly across the Federation network.
You’re also desperately searching for your son’s whereabouts.
