Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

He knew that Kazdel would soon face a massive storm, plunging all the Sarkaz into an unprecedented crisis.

Even with his current strength, he wasn't 100% confident that he could lead his followers through that disaster.

If... he were to tragically sacrifice his life, this struggle should not end there; he would leave behind the flame of their spirit of fighting against injustice.

There will always be successors who pick up these seeds of thought, and as long as they are planted in the soil at the right time, they will immediately grow into towering trees.

Words are the vehicle of thought. Within this cage that confines the body, these words will become free-spirited beasts, bringing the blueprint of his dreams to others.

Although the literacy rate among the Sarkaz is not high, the Sarkaz Democratic Union now has the right to rent radio stations, which allows his writing to be spread through word of mouth.

With the Tower of Babel weakening and the Sarkaz Democratic Union rising powerfully, Shen Lin felt it was time to reanalyze the contradictions, consolidate the line, and strengthen his ideology.

Different stages require different fighting philosophies and methods, as well as a realistic assessment of the current state of society. Only in this way can an organization maintain its vitality in the long run, rather than plunging headlong into a dead end.

With that in mind, he had already planned what he should do in the next nine months, so he didn't hesitate to acquire the [Purple Talent: Orator].

The moment he made his choice, a warm current, just like the one he experienced during his last talent advancement, surged forth once more. At first, it flowed slowly through his body like silk threads, yet it carried an indescribable gentleness and comfort.

Like the first gentle breeze of spring, it silently swept over his heart, clearing his chaotic thoughts and dispelling the physical fatigue and mental tension he had been experiencing recently.

Just when Shen Lin thought it was over, a faint milky white halo appeared in the air and slowly enveloped him. He did not resist this sudden change, because he felt that the energy in his body was undergoing another transformation.

His consciousness was completely immersed in this warm and gentle ocean of energy, and his thinking became clearer and sharper than ever before. The previous sense of blockage melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun.

Just then, the system's pleasant notification sound rang out, and the familiar voice made Shen Lin's heart skip a beat.

Ding-a-ling

It has been detected that you possess both the [Purple Talent: Leadership] and [Purple Talent: Eloquence], and under the influence of [Ideology: Sarkazism], the [Leadership Trait: Unity] has been successfully activated.

[Leadership Trait: Unity of the People (Sarkaz)]: True unity can only be achieved when the ultimate goals of the nation and its people are aligned. Even if brothers quarrel within the walls, they unite against external threats.

Sarkaz under the influence of [Ideology: Sarkazism] receive additional boosts:

①【Ideology: Sarkazism】Provides an additional 50% bonus to all bonuses.

②The Sarkaz people's loyalty increases by 100%, social stability increases by 50%, domestic cohesion increases by 50%, resource utilization increases by 30%, and population comfort needs decrease by 20%.

③ This effect is unaffected by any negative effects unless the leader dies.

(Note: Faced with a unified whole as strong as our will, what chance do forces filled with differing opinions, chaotic resource allocation, and conflicting interests have?)

【…】

【what? 】

……

Since that trial, Babel's image among the people of Sarkaz has plummeted, forcing many of its departments to undergo restructuring.

The functions of official departments are derived from the authority of the government and the trust of the people. When the people lose their trust, the authority will naturally collapse.

Previously, the Sarkaz Democratic Union, which represented the Sarkaz workers, had taken over these functions in place of Babel Tower. For example, the legality of all operating regulations of the Kazdel factory was recognized by the Sarkaz Democratic Union.

Although the newly formed Sarkaz Democratic Union may not be able to shoulder such a heavy burden, the trust of the people of Sarkaz has gradually lifted it up.

It's like a group of well-meaning adults helping a toddler learn to walk.

Wealth is created by the people, and confidence is more precious than pure gold.

Those Imperials who openly violated the will of the workers and wantonly exploited the Sarkaz scavengers were also brought to justice.

All their property in Kazdel was confiscated, and some of it was redistributed by the Sarkaz Democratic Union.

Their final fate will be decided in court soon.

As always, the military council did not interfere in Kazdel's domestic economic and infrastructure operations.

After a great fire, what follows is not destruction, but rebirth.

……

Sarkaz Democratic Union

After finishing her union affairs, Ersula sat at the table, staring blankly at the bottle of wine that Shen Lin had given her.

From the initial anxiety and unease she felt when she first took over the organization after Shen Ling's departure to her current adept handling of affairs, Ersula felt that she had grown a lot.

When Ersula learned that Shen Lin only needed to stay for a few months and would be fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and was genuinely happy for him.

His original plan had truly succeeded, and even now Ersula felt as if she were in a dream.

Whether it's Theresa or any of the other royal courts, they are all unattainable figures for the Sarkaz living at the bottom of society. They are beings that one would subconsciously look up to simply by hearing their names.

Never before had a Sarkaz person with no background been able to contend with them on the chessboard of Kazdel, and then so effortlessly reap the rewards of victory.

As expected of him...

At the same time, a sense of loss rose in her heart, because she had witnessed Shen Lin's path to success firsthand.

From an unknown female singer to a figure who has stirred up the Kazdel world, his excellence is enough to make everyone look up to him.

And now she's still stuck in the same place...

Ersula sighed softly, raising her head to gaze at the desolate landscape shrouded in twilight.

"Maybe I'm just too afraid of failure."

She murmured to herself, a resolute glint in her eyes. She needed to regain her determination and confidence.

At that moment, Ersula felt a gentle power surge up, and in the darkness, she seemed to sense the source of that power.

Feeling the power surging within her, Ersula's fleeting sense of despair vanished, replaced by a resolute glint in her golden eyes. She knew that Shen Lin was still paving the way for them.

For Shen Lin, her legendary journey was no longer the scorching sun, but the dawn breaking through layers of fog, illuminating her dusty dreams.

Every Sarkaz living in Kazdel has a dream in their heart.

Young children growing up amidst the ruins will open their bright and innocent eyes, dreaming of one day filling the streets with laughter again.

Disheartened scavengers wander among the ruins, looking up at the sky, hoping that one day there will be a place here that can satisfy their hunger and thirst.

Perhaps this simple dream seems unattainable in the face of cruel reality, like a star flickering in the night sky, which may be swallowed by darkness at any moment.

But it is this faint yet tenacious dream that, like blood, binds every Sarkaz person together today.

They believe that one day, together they will overcome the fog and embark once again on the road to light and prosperity.

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Chapter Twenty-Four: Killing That Sarkaz

Nine months would feel incredibly long if broken down into individual days, but you don't feel that way because you're busy with a great undertaking that will benefit the entire Kazdel region.

[Written words are a manifestation of thought. Based on Ersula's frequent reports to you, you have gained a clearer understanding of the current situation in Kazdel.]

Kazdel was far from peaceful after the fire; conflicts arose everywhere, and some Sarkaz transferred their anger from the Empire to the Tower of Babel.

[From Ersula, you learned that the Sarkaz Democratic Union and the Tower of Babel are now in direct conflict at every turn, even more so than the conflict between the Tower of Babel and the Military Council.]

You're not surprised by this; radical nations are like raging fires—they always need something to burn in order to stay vibrant.

You began to focus your literary efforts, abandoning flowery language and using the simplest words to depict the most brutal reality.

You named it "Kill That Sarkaz".

You educated the Sarkaz about the history of their invasion by the empires led by Victoria, telling them that Kazdel's present state and their current miserable existence were entirely due to them.

[You stated that what killed the Sarkaz was never Oripathy or poverty, but rather a lack of national responsibility.]

This lack of national responsibility affects all Sarkaz people; it destroys our yearning for happiness, undermines our upward cohesion, and breaks our strong backbone!

It is precisely that kind of advocacy for tolerance of those who once invaded our homeland that is the root cause of this lack of national responsibility, and such thinking should cease to exist from this moment on!

[You emphasize that it's ridiculous for Kazdel to offer tolerance to those sinners of the Sarkaz people, because those Imperials won't extend kindness to us because of our humble kneeling.]

The Sarkaz bow their heads to others outside, and kneel before the Demon King within. Tell me bluntly, when will the Sarkaz truly stand up and possess genuine dignity?

Each individual is insignificant, but together you are strength. This strength will carry you over mountains and across oceans; you will be invincible!

[You outlined the blueprint for Kazdel's future development, promising that within ten years every Sarkaz person would have access to milk and bread every day.]

Ersula's hands trembled slightly as she received the manuscript.

She is fully aware of the weight of your manuscript and the kind of impact it will have on Kazdel.

Everything went as she had predicted.

When this article was published and broadcast on radio stations, all ordinary Sarkaz people were in an uproar.

Having witnessed so many dramatic changes, while they are curious about the methods you will use, they have unwavering faith in the promises you have made.

[Your support within Kazdel has increased significantly, and your popularity is even higher than that of Theresa in the past.]

When this article was broadcast on numerous radio channels, it had a significant impact on the thinking of certain members of the royal court.

The conflict between the pro-war and conservative factions has intensified, leading to frequent clashes between them.

[Under the influence and amplification of your ideology, even the previously neutral Sarkaz have sided with you, giving the pro-war faction an absolute advantage in public opinion within Kazdel.]

Even without leaving your home, your every move is impacting the entire Kazdel landscape; your influence has expanded to a point where even the royal court can no longer ignore it.

You thought the past nine months would be peaceful and uneventful, but today you welcome a mysterious visitor.

He was an elegant blood demon who claimed to be the representative of the Blood Demon Royal Court.

He first praised your pure bloodline, saying you were different from ordinary Sarkaz.

You politely welcomed him, but instead of starting a conversation, you inquired about the purpose of his visit.

After rambling on about his disgust for the Imperials, he cut to the chase and asked for your opinion on the war.

[You've stated that the Imperials have bullied Kazdel for far too long, and they must pay the price.]

They only had one choice: to die.

The mysterious Blood Demon expressed his appreciation for the undisguised murderous intent in your words, so much so that his subsequent questions became somewhat urgent.

He asked you, if given the chance, when would you choose to start a war?

[You pondered for a moment regarding the Blood Demon's stance on this matter.]

In your plan, Kazdel currently requires at least thirty years of change to barely meet the needs of a protracted war.

But... looking at the impatient Blood Demon before you, you feel you have to teach him a lesson before he can calm down.

[So you conclude that a large-scale conflict is inevitable within a year.]

When you mentioned the timeframe of one year, you noticed a surge of red light in his eyes.

He is very satisfied with your performance and says that the Blood Demon Court will fully support any decisions you make in Kazdel.

But the prerequisite is that you must fulfill your promises regarding the war.

The mysterious blood demon has departed.

You didn't expect to gain the support of the Blood Demon King's Court so easily; his promises have greatly excited you.

[Because you are preparing to launch a large-scale work relief program soon, and you will be reforming the economy of Kazdel, which requires the support of these royal courts.]

[The Blood Demon Royal Court, whom you thought would be the most difficult to persuade, has unexpectedly offered you its support. Now you are full of confidence in the future development of Kazdel.]

This promise provides reassurance for your future plans.

[I thought I could continue my peaceful life, but just a few days after the mysterious Blood Demon left, a graceful and elegant banshee came to visit.]

She claimed to be a representative of the Slug Kingdom's court, and you noticed the complexity in her gaze as she looked at you.

She praised your new book as so captivating that many female demons in the royal court are now willing to follow you.

After some polite small talk, she casually asked where you were from.

[You paused for a moment when faced with this question, then simply smiled and said...]

You live on this land, yet you do not belong to it.

Your answer caused the other person to fall into a moment of contemplation.

After regaining her composure, she stopped asking about anything related to your background and instead enthusiastically discussed the current situation in Kazdel.