After that, the green-haired girl hid in a corner and drew circles on her own. Fangzheng didn't care. He picked up his personal terminal and started playing games.
"What's wrong with her?"
Asuna asked curiously as she looked at the green-haired girl squatting in the corner. Fangzheng shrugged.
"What else could it be? She's scared. "
"Scared? But doesn't she want to die? "
"Pretentious."
Fangzheng snorted disdainfully at Asuna's question.
"The undying wants to die because she can't die. As the saying goes, things that can't be obtained are the most precious. That's why she's moaning all day long. I can tell she doesn't really want to die. If she really wants to die, it's very easy for her to find a volcano and jump into it. Or take a spaceship and go bungee jumping against the sun. She can't live even if she wants to. In the end, she's here talking about wanting to die. That's pretentious. "
While saying that, Fangzheng pressed the button on his personal terminal and continued to play mushroom-picking.
"That's the problem with young people. They complain all day that they lack love, that they're in pain, that they don't know how to smile …. Just play them some lame videos and they'll be fine."
"…."
Hearing Fangzheng's answer, the girls couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, especially the black cat …. Well, she felt like a thousand arrows had pierced through her heart. She couldn't get up anymore.
"Mr. Fangzheng, someone's coming."
At this moment, Ying Lili's expression suddenly changed. Fangzheng nodded and gestured to Kuang Three. Soon, a dark shadow swallowed the Kuang San and the green-haired girl who was squatting in the corner thinking about life. The others also put on their hoods again.
Soon, Fangzheng saw the red-haired girl from before and several other people dressed like guerrillas coming over. Most of them looked quite cautious and hesitant. They kept looking around even when they came in.
"Only a few of you?"
Fangzheng did a rough count and found that there were less than ten people here. He was immediately disappointed.
"That's right, just the few of us."
At this moment, upon hearing Fangzheng's words, one of the men with curly hair walked out and stood beside the red-haired girl, staring at Fangzheng who was sitting on the pedestal of the statue.
"Who are you? What are you trying to do by contacting us? "
"I just have a few questions to ask you."
Fangzheng changed his posture, stood up, and narrowed his eyes at the man before him.
"What are you fighting for?"
"To rebel against Brittania, of course!"
Hearing this, the man clenched his fists and shouted.
"Don't you see? Brittania's people treat us like slaves, like livestock! That's why we must resist Britannia's atrocities! "
"Oh, and then?"
"… Then, what?"
Hearing Fangzheng's indifferent question, the man suddenly froze.
"What then …"
"You said you want to rebel against Brittania's atrocities, right? What are you referring to? What are your goals and objectives? What kind of course of action are you going to take? After your goal is achieved, what are you going to do next? "
"This … I …"
Faced with Fangzheng's rhetorical question, the curly-haired man was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word. The others also didn't know what to say for a while. Seeing this scene, Fangzheng smiled coldly, then turned his head and looked at the girl beside him.
"See, I told you, this is a group of hot-blooded guys. They have no plans, no ideas. Basically, they just want to vent their hatred. From this point of view, Brittania is right to call them terrorists. "
"What did you say?"
Hearing this, a man with a headband behind the curly-haired man suddenly stood up angrily and stared at him with clenched fists.
"What do you know, we're fighting for our freedom and justice!"
"Don't talk to me about freedom and justice, it gives me a headache."
However, before he could finish his sentence, Fangzheng extended his hand and interrupted him.
"Freedom is a luxury, and justice is also a luxury. They belong to the guests dancing at the banquet, not to the beggars hiding in the sewers. For you, even survival is an extravagant hope. How dare you talk to me about freedom and justice? As for whether what you're doing is just … Black Cat. "
Upon hearing Fangzheng's words, the black cat leaped down and walked in front of them. Then, it extended its hand and let them look at the little girl who was curled up in the black cat's arms, sleeping because she was tired from crying.
"She's …?"
"The little girl we rescued from the hands of Brittania's soldiers. At that time, the people in her colony were shot by the Brittania army as terrorists. If we hadn't arrived in time, this little girl would have become one of the corpses … See, this is the result of your so-called struggle for freedom and justice."
"It's not our fault!"
Looking at the child with tears on her face, the man with the headband retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted and took a few steps back.
"It's those Brittanians! It's them …! "
"It's you, it's your unplanned, stupid act of revenge that caused all this. If you hadn't done such a stupid thing, they would still be alive. Of course, they might have lost their dignity and become less human, but at least they could still live in this world. But now, this little girl has lost her parents, friends, relatives, everything … This is the result of your so-called freedom and justice. As for who killed these people … "
Fangzheng snapped his fingers. Asuna turned around and activated her personal terminal. Soon, a news image appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
Before the people of the Resistance Army could marvel at this magical technology, their attention was immediately attracted by the content of it. On the screen, a host was broadcasting with a solemn expression.
"… According to the information from the Brittania army, terrorists have released poison gas bombs in Shinjuku. Many residents of District 11 have been injured. The whole of Shinjuku has been placed under martial law. General Fangzheng is hunting down the terrorists …"
"This, this, this …"
Looking at the scene in front of them and listening to the broadcast in their ears, all the rebel members, including the red-haired girl, were dumbfounded.
"See, this is the result of your so-called resistance. You didn't cause even the slightest harm to Brittania. On the contrary, because of your stupid actions, most of the people in the Shinjuku concentration camp were tortured and killed, and all the blame was put on you. Brittania suppressed the terrorists, killed the residents of Shinjuku, and made you the scapegoat …"
The corners of Fangzheng's mouth curled up slightly.
"Of course, sacrifices are inevitable, but tell me, what did you get in this boring and meaningless so-called resistance?"
"… Damn it!"
The curly-haired man slammed his fist on the cement pillar next to him. The others also lowered their heads, not saying a word. After a while, the red-haired girl raised her head and looked at Fangzheng.
"So, why are you telling us all this?"
"Just to test your abilities. My original idea was to cooperate with you, but now it seems that you don't have the value to cooperate with, so …"
After saying that, Fangzheng stretched out his hand to the people in front of him.
"Join us, or … get lost."
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