The strongest healer

Chapter 282 Song Ye’s Inviter
Song Ye's insanity was widely publicized by the federal media, which portrayed Song Ye as a public enemy of the federation and a traitor to humanity. This to a certain extent curbed the trend of citizens surrendering to Song Ye in order to gain a chance to awaken.

At 5 a.m. the next day after the news was broadcast, the editor-in-chief who broadcast these news items mysteriously disappeared at home.

The federation covered this up and did not disclose it to the public.

The federal government controls the media and super brain awakeners throughout the federation. As long as they want, there is nothing they cannot cover up... This was the case before.

Now, a traitor has appeared among the human awakeners. The super brain awakeners in Song Ye’s tent can easily break the federal government’s information monopoly and expose the rats underground.

On the third day, Song Ye broadcast the news that the federal government had tried so hard to hide.

Song also shot a video and asked his subordinates to broadcast it to some people's light computers in the base. His figure also appeared on the advertising screens covering the buildings in the bustling urban area.

People walking down the street stopped and looked up.

"I have taken away a second group of witnesses, all of whom are very famous journalists, and I will send them back in a week."

"The third batch of witnesses has not yet been selected. The choice is up to you. I will set up a website for you to submit and vote on to choose the person you want to witness the miracle of the new city with your own eyes."

At the end of the video, Song Ye casually mentioned, "Do you still remember the first batch of witnesses?"

The first witnesses have long since disappeared from public view.

They were captured by the federal government and taken to a laboratory.

Song is also good at sowing discord.

The length of the video was carefully calculated. The moment Song Ye finished speaking, the lights on the building's billboards went out, the power supply to the entire building was cut off, and the neon-lit streets dimmed.

All the optical computers that received this 18-second video were hacked without exception, and the federal network security personnel deleted all the videos in the optical computers.

This kind of thing has happened more than once or twice, and ordinary citizens have become numb to it.

At first, they were angry about the federal government's violation of the privacy of ordinary citizens and demanded an explanation from the federal government.

Now, everyone calmly watched as their light brains moved the video into a trash can that appeared out of nowhere like a virus, and then the trash can disappeared, replaced by a software with a red shield logo.

The software was fixed on the desktop of the optical computer. In an instant, such a software appeared on the optical computers of all citizens in the federation. All kinds of hackers tried their best but failed to uninstall the software.

All technology companies in the federation that produce optical computers simultaneously issued a statement saying: This software is a necessary means to improve the security of optical computers after system upgrades, and can serve as an early warning when encountering intrusions, etc.

To put it bluntly, it is to prevent Song Ye from invading again and again.

As a result, the software was slapped in the face that night.

Early morning. 0:14
The optical computers on the wrists of both sleeping and awake federal citizens vibrated simultaneously and emitted shrill alarms.

A link appeared in their light brains.

When you click on the website, a very simple voting page pops up.

The page shows the candidate's name, photo, and number of votes received, sorted from high to low.

There is also a small "10" at the bottom, where you can add new people to participate in the ranking.

Song Shi was awakened by the alarm. He turned on the computer in the dark. The moment he saw the link, his fingers paused.

She also received the video that Song Ye sent during the day.

Song also said that the next batch of people to be selected to go to the new city will be chosen by all citizens of the federation.

This is what Song Ye calls the voting link.

Song Shi clicked on the link and a ranking list appeared. The number of votes for the first place was far ahead... Song Shi moved his gaze to the left and looked at the name of the first place. His sleepiness suddenly disappeared and he sat up from the quilt.

First place - Song Shi.

The number of votes was more than three times that of the second place.

Perhaps it was the same name and surname. Although Song Shi knew it was not such a coincidence, he still couldn't help but look at the portrait in front of the name again.

The girl with bangs and black hair draped over her shoulders stared at the camera, her face pale and with an obvious red mark at the corner of her mouth.

The upper body in the photo is wearing a loose striped school uniform with obvious characteristics. The school uniforms of students in the controlled schools in all federal bases are of this style.

Song Shi recalled that this photo was taken when she had a fight with Yang Miao and was locked up in a small dark room. The school said that it would print this photo of her in the student code of conduct to warn others not to violate school discipline again and again.

[This group of voters just want to watch the fun and make trouble! ]

Yang Jinzhen sent a message to comfort Song Shi.

[Don't worry, you stay in the training base, there are 3S-level space awakeners in charge, and there are also gods from major military regions to protect you. It is the safest place among the ten human bases. Even if Song Ye has three heads and six arms, he can't take you away.]

Song Shi replied to her not to worry. The doorbell of the room rang. Song Shi threw off the quilt and got out of bed. The only one who came to see her at this time was Tang You. When he opened the door, it was Tang You with worry written all over her face.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Last night.