Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

Upon hearing this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, like a gentle breeze brushing across a lake, softly breaking the silence of his cold and stern face.

Shen Lin smiled, a radiant smile.

A person obsessed with a certain belief experiences a ruthless yet honest joy when indulging themselves. This joy, inexplicably, possesses a sinister yet awe-inspiring radiance.

"If this is your concern, then I can only say..."

"I'm very sorry, but that's absolutely right."

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Chapter Twenty-One: Do not go gentle into that good night

In Kazdel, the lower-class Sarkaz rarely need to use the courts, because most of the time they don't even qualify to appear in the Kazdel City court.

It's unreasonable to expect the Sarkaz people, who are struggling to make ends meet, to pay for expensive court fees.

However, as a place for resolving disputes and clarifying the responsible parties, the existence of the court is naturally necessary.

Because in resource-scarce Kazdel, the problem of unequal distribution of benefits exists not only at the bottom of Kazdel, but also throughout its superstructure.

It was mostly used to ease tensions between royal courts.

Today, the subjects of its trial are a group of penniless Sarkaz people, including Shen Lin, who lit the fuse in Kazdel.

Today's court hearing is no ordinary one. It is said that because of Shen Lin's sensitive identity, many legendary kings and nobles will come to observe the proceedings.

The saying "a single hair can move the whole body" applies to the Kazdel royal court, unless one stays away from this chaotic vortex.

In Kazdel's political arena, the Demon King does not rule by his own hand.

Theresa's act of bypassing the military council to issue the highest arrest warrant has already aroused dissatisfaction among some members of the royal court.

The trial of the recent rebels will be jointly conducted by the Military Council and the Tower of Babel, and an impending storm hangs like an inescapable shadow over everyone's hearts.

Today will surely be a scene recorded in the history of Kazdel, with Sarkaz crowding the city.

Shen Lin's time from arrest to trial was only three days. Three days is not a long time, but it is as short as seventy-two hours, which is so short for the lifespan of a Sarkaz person.

But for those who burn with anger and yearn for the light, those short seventy-two hours are enough for them to spend a lifetime gazing into the distance.

Kazdel was deserted today; Kazdel's only mobile city experienced its most congested time ever.

If someone were standing atop a tall building at this moment and looking down, all they would see is a sea of ​​heads, countless Sarkaz people crowding together, densely packed, all waiting for a historic moment.

Normally, Kazdel City wouldn't allow so many low-class Sarkaz to flood in, but now, under pressure from public opinion in Kazdel, they have no choice but to make their own compromise.

Cooperation is about demonstrating how much value you can create, while negotiation is about proving how much damage you can cause.

Led by the "Sarkaz Democratic Union" represented by Shen Lin, the lower-class Sarkaz people launched the largest social upheaval in Kazdel's half-century history, and their anger brought scorched earth to the ground.

They proved their worth through violence, gaining leverage at the negotiating table between the Tower of Babel and the royal court.

When they abandon all their escape routes, a brand new road will naturally appear ahead.

As everyone's eyes turned to look.

Suddenly, amidst a series of overwhelming shouts, the crowd that had been blocking the way slowly parted to make way.

A group of Sarkaz people wearing white cloaks walked slowly forward. They were guards belonging to the Military Council, composed of personnel directly under the various royal courts.

Among them were the people participating in the trial, and Shen Lin was prominently among them. When he appeared, the entire scene erupted in cheers, with countless Sarkaz people chanting his name.

Angry curses against the Tower of Babel and fervent cheers for it accompanied Shen Lin's steps.

A Sarkaz man wearing a Babel Tower badge suddenly rushed up to Shen Lin and grabbed him by the collar. The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard.

"You created this chaos; you turned Kazdel into what it is today."

The military council guards quickly separated the two men, but the Sarkaz man remained relentless, his bloodshot eyes revealing utter hysteria.

"You killed our comrades! You ruined our hard work! You deceived those innocent people!"

"Damn it, you must stand trial!"

Faced with the Sarkaz's heart-wrenching accusations against him, Shen Lin looked around and noticed that many Babel people were looking at him with hostility.

He simply shook his head slightly.

"There is no single sentence in this world that can enlighten them. What truly awakens them is a profound and unforgettable experience."

“I am merely bringing our suffering to light. No one is born to suffer, especially when they have done nothing wrong.”

"Pain needs an outlet, and someone must find an answer to the suffering we endure!"

The man's words, neither humble nor arrogant, and his upright posture greatly encouraged the countless people behind him. He stood there, his expression unchanged, even as he was about to face Kazdel, the awe-inspiring ruler of the royal court.

The man's words and actions gave the Sarkaz people behind him immense courage, and the anger in their chests burned fiercely once again.

After figuring everything out, a Sarkaz man standing at the front used all his strength to break through the guards blocking his way and rushed to the front, shouting at the group of Babel people.

"We just want what we deserve, is that wrong?! You are the culprits who split Kazdel, the lackeys of the Empire!!!"

With one person taking the lead, the Sarkaz's morale soared to its peak, with wave after wave of cheers.

If Shen Lin hadn't gestured for them to calm down, they probably would have already rushed forward.

True courage is not the absence of fear, but rather facing fear head-on and overcoming it with unwavering conviction.

That's why the anthem of courage is the anthem of humanity!

At this moment, an unexpected change occurred. Perhaps his performance was too eye-catching, making some people wary of him.

Shen Lin only felt countless icy auras emanating from his body, coming from all directions, whether from the Tower of Babel or the royal court. This icy killing intent was condensed into a tangible aura by some kind of power.

This aura wasn't just directed at him; it enveloped even his followers.

If an ordinary person were faced with such murderous intent, they would have already suffered a mental breakdown or knelt down and begged for mercy. This caused everyone in the courtroom, except for Shen Lin, to show signs of pain.

Already weathered by life's hardships, they were utterly powerless against such murderous intent.

Shen Lin frowned slightly. He had underestimated the other party's despicable nature. He stood in front of them, blocking all this deliberate targeting. A gentle aura invigorated them.

They simply stared blankly at the straight figure walking ahead.

His heavy footsteps echoed in the ears of everyone present.

At this moment, the pressure on those in the royal court and the Tower of Babel who were targeting Shen Lin was even greater, as if they were facing not only the man in front of them, but also the angry roars of countless Sarkaz people who longed for light.

With a soft groan, they involuntarily took a step back, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They couldn't believe that in Kazdel, where resources had been completely divided up by the royal court, these Sarkaz, born from the soil, could have such powerful figures comparable to the royal court.

Countless hopeful gazes fell upon that black-clad figure, everyone anticipating his imminent display of brilliance.

The sunlight was so bright and dazzling at that moment, shining down on the man's feet without any obstruction, as if laying a carpet for him on his pilgrimage.

The man, with his back to the crowd, raised his right fist high, and a golden glow swept over them. Under the light, his indomitable figure was imprinted in the minds of every Sarkaz present.

This is the overwhelming trend that is sweeping in.

"For victory!"

It was unclear whose roar came from the crowd, but the complex emotions burst forth in an instant.

All moments will be submerged in the torrent of time, just as tears disappear into water.

"For victory!!"

The cry of faith resounded through the sky; it was the strongest sound bursting forth from the chests of countless burning hearts, piercing through layers of gloom and soaring towards the distant heavens.

This cry contains a steadfast commitment to justice and a pursuit of ideals, like beams of bright light trying to dispel the darkness and fog that shrouds the earth.

Amidst this rousing outcry, people of different backgrounds and ages converged into a surging torrent.

Whether on the battlefield amidst the smoke of gunpowder or in the darkest of prisons; whether facing the torment of poverty and hunger or the pain of misunderstanding and slander, they will forge ahead without hesitation.

Because this is an idea that cannot be killed.

Just as in accordance with the laws of objective development, no one will gently enter that good night.

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Chapter Twenty-Two: Enlightenment at Longchang (4k)

The Kazdel courtroom, which used to appear somewhat austere, was now like a magnet, drawing people from all directions. Every inch of the small courtroom was filled with a lively atmosphere, and every corner was occupied by bustling footsteps.

Everyone knows that today's trial is not only clarifying Shen Lin's responsibility, but also the attitudes of the various royal courts within the Military Commission towards this demonstration.

Representatives from the various royal courts did not participate directly in the trial; they chose to observe from behind the scenes. However, their final vote would determine the verdict of the trial.

This disappointed many of the Sarkaz who came, who had hoped to catch a glimpse of the legendary King of the Royal Court.

But their disappointment quickly vanished without a trace.

As the judge's gavel fell, everyone tensed up, eager not to miss any detail of the upcoming trial.

"Shen Lin, you are accused of treason. How will you defend yourself?"

Not long ago, you led a rebellion against other capitalists and the Tower of Babel in Kazdel. You coerced those foreign capitalists, causing irreparable damage to Kazdel.

"Therefore you were accused of treason and were called an enemy of the state."

"..."

Faced with the judge's accusations, Shen Lin slowly stood up. He looked around the small courtroom, which was packed with people, and he could feel the gazes around him, some kind and some sharp.

He only looked away and let out a soft breath when he saw several familiar faces.

"I'm guilty."

His words caused an uproar, and behind him came a cacophony of discussion. Almost everyone was surprised by his outspokenness.

As the judge's gavel struck repeatedly, the courtroom fell silent once more, but many people appeared restless and uneasy.

The judge in charge of the interrogation wore a contemptuous smile, a smile that conveyed an air of superiority and undisguised disdain for the person before him.

In the judge's view, the other party was already proud enough to have made such a fuss, after all, he had taken up so much of Kazdel's social resources, and even the esteemed Lord of the Royal Court was alarmed.

He thought he would be a tough nut to crack, but he gave in on the very first move, which made him feel bored.

This will be the first and last obstacle he encounters, an insurmountable hurdle.

Just as he was feeling smug, Shen Lin spoke again, his voice clearly audible to everyone.

"If a robber steals your wallet and you take it back, is that considered a crime?"

"Is it a crime to claim back what has been taken from you?"

"Everyone knows that we are just taking back what rightfully belongs to us from the past, and it is perfectly legitimate."

“If I am truly guilty, then I will be guilty for defending the rights of the people of Kazdel.”

The man's steady and infectious voice echoed throughout the courtroom. He wore a well-tailored dark suit, stood upright, and had a stern face, but could not hide the burning light deep in his eyes.

The audience was completely silent. Everyone seemed to be stunned by this invisible force, their eyes fixed on him.

Then came thunderous applause, the overwhelming sound breaking the previous silence like a surging tide, each clapping hand filled with deep-seated emotions and resonance.

Each recorder hurriedly transcribed every word he said, sensing that this would be the most exciting trial in half a century.

The judge's expression was no longer as calm as before. Fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, his cheeks were slightly flushed with anxiety, and his eyes were full of resentment and anger.

He suddenly stood up from his seat, the chair screeching behind him, and strode over to the judge, intending to have the judge stop his irrelevant remarks.

Before he could speak, the judge simply waved his hand with interest to stop him, signaling him not to interrupt the man's speech.

The man turned to face the jury behind him, his gaze filled with unwavering determination, like the dawn breaking through the darkness.

"Some wretches have passed a proposal identifying us as a common threat to all of Kazdel..."

"This struggle involving ideas and ideologies has only just begun. They have gathered all their strength to attack our actions in an attempt to extinguish this justifiable flame."

"But they failed, which proves that we are on the side of justice and that our demands are reasonable."