Reborn mosquito, wreaking havoc on your life!

Chapter 89: Anti-Rice Wave
Then, an artificial intelligence expert from Waseda University also spoke out:
"When the Dragonfly drone was chasing the Emperor, the United States was fully capable of stopping the drone from continuing to act by shutting down the artificial intelligence server, but they didn't do it! Faced with the opportunity to easily save the Emperor, the United States chose to stand by and watch!"

These two remarks were like adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting the emotions of the island’s already furious people!
A large number of satellite surveillance footage was also exposed, showing the entire process of the US Dragonfly drone attacking the emperor and bombing the palace gate in groups.

These images prove indisputably that the United States is the mastermind behind these two catastrophic events!

As the truth was gradually revealed, the anger of the people on the island reached its peak.

There was constant discussion on the streets and social media was filled with strong condemnation of the United States.

Thousands of protesters took to the streets, carrying anti-American banners and calling on the cabinet to take tough measures to defend the dignity of the island nation.

"The United States betrayed us!"

A middle-aged man holding a sign shouted loudly among the protesting crowd:
"They allowed His Majesty the Emperor to be attacked, and even directly participated in the destruction of the Imperial Palace!"

The protests spread like wildfire, with people gathering in various places and massive demonstrations breaking out.

They held up flags, shouted anti-American slogans, and vowed to avenge the emperor!
This anti-American wave has blossomed across the island nation and is overwhelming!

……

United States, Intelligence Agency.

The emergency meeting is in full swing.

The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn as many analysts and decision makers gathered together to try to sort out the current complex situation.

Director Burns sat above, holding an intelligence report in his hand, his brows furrowed, his face full of fatigue and anxiety.

The report said that anger among people across the island is rapidly escalating, protests are occurring one after another, and anti-American voices are becoming louder and louder.

“Familiar recipe, familiar taste.”

Burns slammed the table, and the sound echoed in the conference room:
"Just like those chicken soups that were popular all over the world, this is another conspiracy!

“If we had chosen to shut down the AI ​​server, the United States would have suffered huge losses.

"If we don't close it, we'll fall into a divisive scheme, and the islanders will be angry and turn their backs on us, the United States."

Burns' voice was filled with frustration and anger.

It seems as if there is an invisible giant hand controlling everything behind the scenes!
As the director of the intelligence agency, Burns felt aggrieved, powerless and being led by the nose by the mastermind behind the scenes.

“Why can’t we explain clearly to the people of the island that the Dragonfly drone was not chasing the emperor, but the mosquito carrying the virus!”

A young analyst bravely proposed this solution.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, different voices were heard in the conference room.

An experienced intelligence officer shook his head and retorted:

"Will it be useful? Who will listen to your explanation! Just like if someone killed your whole family and then explained to you that he didn't do it on purpose, but because of reasons, would you forgive the murderer?"

Director Burns agreed with this view and said solemnly:

"When the dragonfly drone attacks the emperor, no reason matters anymore!"

The island nation’s royal family has brainwashed the island nation’s people so severely that the sacredness of the royal family is written into textbooks, and they have been influenced by it since childhood.

The emperor, who is regarded as a god in the eyes of the islanders, has now fallen from the altar in the drone attack. The people will of course be angry and boycott the United States.

Burns' eyes flickered as he said:
"We must take action to curb the spread of this sentiment!"

"But how can we do that?"

One analyst asked worriedly:
"The anger of the islanders is difficult to calm down. No matter how much we explain, I'm afraid it will be useless. Moreover, I suggest that we withdraw our troops as soon as possible to avoid causing a bigger conflict."

Burns gave the order, with a hint of urgency in his tone:
"We need to intensify our propaganda efforts to convince those mentally retarded islanders that we are still their allies, not their enemies."

……

After two days of coma.

The Emperor finally regained consciousness in St. Luke's Hospital. As his consciousness gradually returned, the first thing he felt was severe pain. His left leg was empty, as if countless sharp blades had pierced into the base of his left leg.

As the surroundings gradually became clear, the emperor found himself lying on a white hospital bed, surrounded by busy medical staff who were talking in low voices with nervous looks on their faces.

A doctor came to his bedside and said respectfully and gently:
"Your Majesty, you are awake. You are seriously injured, and we are doing our best to treat you in the past two days."

There was concern in his words, but the emperor only felt uneasy.

"my leg……"

The Emperor spoke with difficulty in a weak voice.

The doctor sighed and said seriously:

"Your left leg cannot be saved. We can only fit you with a prosthesis."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue!

A huge psychological blow to the Emperor!

He couldn't imagine how he would remain sacred in the eyes of those lowly civilians after losing his left leg.

What would those untouchables think of him, the disabled emperor?
Where is the royal dignity?
The emperor was almost going mad with anger and despair.

Seeing that the emperor was in a bad mood, in order to divert his attention, the doctors began to prepare medicated food for him to help him recover from his injuries.

When the food was served, the emperor chewed it with difficulty. Although the taste of the food became blurred, he still tried to swallow it, hoping to fill his stomach which was tightening due to pain.

After meal.

Several subordinates walked into the ward cautiously, looking nervous.

One of them reported in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, we have three pieces of news to tell you, one good news and two bad news."

"explain."

The Emperor's voice carried a hint of suppressed majesty, and he felt vaguely uneasy.

"The palace is enveloped in nuclear radiation."

The subordinate's words were like a blockbuster bomb, which instantly made the emperor's heart sink, as if he was hit by an invisible hammer.

The palace is enveloped by nuclear radiation?

He couldn't imagine what it all meant.

The subordinate quickly continued:
"Your Majesty, the radiation only covers a quarter of the palace. The other areas have escaped the effects of the nuclear radiation."

This is good news.

The emperor's depressed mood was relieved somewhat.

But the subordinate's next words were a fatal blow to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, your wife, Empress Masako, your son, Prince Hisahito, and your daughter, Princess Aiko...all died tragically."

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into the emperor's heart!
Shock!

despair!

anger!
sad!

Several emotions converged in an instant, making him feel like his whole world was collapsing.

His face turned pale instantly, the scene in front of him began to blur, and the voices in his ears gradually faded away.

Tears of anger welled up in his eyes, and the pain and despair in his heart made him unable to bear it any longer.

puff!
The emperor had tears in his eyes and his blood was boiling. He finally spat out a mouthful of blood, fainted, and fell on the bed.

There was only endless darkness left in his mind, and his consciousness seemed to be torn into pieces!
(End of this chapter)