Save the simulator and make Sarkaz great again!

So much so that it couldn't find a suitable candidate after searching high and low, and only chose Shen Lin when time was almost up.

It had thought it was doomed to be remade and had given up all hope, but unexpectedly, it encountered this host at the last moment.

Perhaps this was its last straw, which is why it treasured Shen Lin so much when it saw him.

First and foremost, the composure and calmness when encountering it are a big plus!

And judging from the host's decisive choice of talent, wow! He's incredibly skilled! Bonus points!

If it had tear glands, it would definitely not be able to suppress the urge to cry. It could tell from the host's choice of talent that the host was aiming to complete the mission!

This made it ecstatic; it could now vouch for itself, as this was the most powerful host it had ever had.

Next, as long as the host successfully conquers the available targets and lives until the host dies naturally, it can maintain its own survival by obtaining the minimum living allowance score!

Although the host's starting position of drawing a Sarkaz is not good, according to its data analysis, as long as the host becomes a Banshee, the probability of completing the mission is infinitely close to 99%!

This is sure!

Feeling its back hand, it was filled with determination this time.

To ensure fairness among the numerous simulators, each simulator is unable to directly provide the host with any information about the scoring points.

Moreover, it will remain dormant unless the host's talent is prompted or the host actively calls it.

When Shen Lin first woke it up, it was because he wanted to ask it about "the meaning of the mission," which almost brought tears to its eyes.

Although I really want to reveal all the scoring points, doing so would result in it being sent back for revision, so I can only give the host a formulaic response based on the program.

It is not worried about this, because it believes that the host is intelligent enough to understand its meaning.

Not long after, it was awakened again.

The host, Shen Lin, improved his talent in a very short time, which it found incredible.

It should be understood that, under normal circumstances, only hosts who excel in a particular area, and under specific conditions, will have the opportunity to advance their talents.

Someone like the host took a shortcut, using the rapid accumulation of talent effects to achieve a qualitative change through quantitative change.

It was right to judge its host; the host is indeed exceptionally talented!

Although it feels like... well... those two talent options don't really fit with saving people or romance.

But that doesn't matter! Every improvement is invaluable; in short, he's incredibly amazing!

I knew it wasn't destined to be recycled and remade, hahaha (feeling guilty)... I was just scaring myself.

However, it was soon awakened again. Although the host was still terrifyingly strong, the more it looked at him, the more it felt something was wrong. It felt like... this host was a bit obsessed.

When it learned that its host had activated the Thought Function, it felt like the sky had fallen. This function was theoretically from Paradox Interactive's player simulator!

It couldn't understand why the host could activate this thought function with just a few talents in romance. It realized that the host was about to conquer Terra!

Host, you've already hooked that female Sarkaz next to you. Just take her down and survive until the end to get extra points!

Look! Look at this!

Urgent!

Calm down! I need to calm down! Yes...that's right!

Where is the Banshee Royal Court? The Banshee Royal Court, please save her quickly!

The host's identity is the last layer of insurance it provides; even as a Sarkaz, the host, by virtue of her Banshee identity, will not have to worry about not having a partner.

When it learned of its host's recent speech on stage, it felt for a moment that its life had come to an end!

Well then! Now we can't count on the Demon King's Court for the children either.

It is about to enter hibernation again, and it has one last chance to prompt the host. As long as the host understands the meaning of its words, it has a chance to bring the host back on track!

It quickly edited the information in the information window.

"Host!! Please stop this! Please, just focus on the mission! Just think about how to complete the mission, I can't say much more."

"In short, just go for it! Please, just consider it one last gamble for me, this dedicated simulator!"

[WARNING! Message number 250250, rescuing the simulator, has exceeded the character limit. To ensure the fairness of the simulation environment, any excess characters will be censored.]

There's no time to change it, so let's leave it as is!

Quick! Quick! Quick! Quick!

In its final moments of hibernation, it saw that its host had received its message.

At this moment, it felt that its central processor had reached its limit, and data was rushing through the chips like a raging torrent, as if it would melt down due to overload at any moment.

Please! You absolutely must understand what it means!

Shen Lin looked slightly surprised; perhaps this was the first time he had actively accepted the hint it gave him.

When he saw the message, his blank expression instantly transformed into one of boundless confidence, as if he had received immense trust and felt triumphant.

"Host!! Don't... worry... too much... just go for it!"

Crack! Sizzle!

It sounded like a short circuit in a data center.

Its suspended processor finally burned out.

Chapter Thirteen: "Three Prohibitions" Regulations

You have won over a group of Sarkaz with your firm stance and clear attitude, and you have now become the focus of this community.

[This news quickly spread throughout most of Kazdel through intelligence brokers, and almost all the Sarkaz people learned of your public protest against the Imperials operating factories within Kazdel.]

Some call you the hero of Kazdel because you said what others dared not say and did what others longed to do.

Some also claim that you are a pawn sent by the Military Council to obstruct the Tower of Babel, with the aim of eliminating its influence in Kazdel.

The interplay of light and shadow is the norm, and your remarks are destined to lead to polarized opinions of you among the Kazdel people.

Whether their opinions of you are good or bad, you have successfully made them aware of your name—Shen Lin.

From the moment you stepped onto the stage, you anticipated this outcome, but this is exactly what you wanted.

The spread of this news attracted even more Sarkaz people to their settlement, eager to witness further developments. The small settlement was packed with people because of you.

[You understand that you must now demonstrate your value in the united front through concrete actions.]

The following day, as promised, you held a grand parade. Surrounded by numerous Sarkaz followers, you led your men through the streets, carrying a huge banner.

[You advocate that the Imperials should abide by the rules of the Sarkaz in their territory, or at least adjust the treatment of the Sarkaz to a level appropriate for them.]

To facilitate dissemination, you condensed the workers' demands into three brief points, which you called the "Three Prohibitions," and attached the collective signatures of the factory workers.

The so-called "three prohibitions" are: businesses operating in Kazdel are prohibited from exploiting Sarkaz, disrupting market order, and lending at high interest rates.

[Not a single sentence mentions the Imperials, yet every sentence revolves around the Imperials.]

The slogan you designed has gained the support of the Sarkaz. Even those Sarkaz who were unaware of the situation understood that the "Three Prohibitions" were a claim to protect their rights when they first heard about them.

The moment you shouted the "Three Prohibitions" slogan, more and more Sarkaz people joined your ranks to watch the spectacle.

[And with the immense popularity of your song, the father's story became widely known in the Sarkaz, sparking a wave of protest against the exploitation and oppression of foreign businessmen.]

As it turns out, before illusions are shattered, conservative slogans can garner support from the majority in the early stages of a struggle.

[Before long, the protest march you led had formed a long line, stretching from the front of the settlement all the way to the factory gate.]

The spread of the "Three Prohibitions" regulations has exceeded your expectations. In just half a day, everyone in the entire community knows about it.

[And right now, you're leading a group of followers in a speech, exposing the atrocities committed by the Imperials who built factories in Kazdel, and the official cover-up against them.]

You ignited the Sarkaz's flame, you shattered their information cocoon, and you made them re-examine Kazdel.

Even a lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth, let alone something that is already a bloody reality.

At this moment, the credibility of Davis and the other Imperials building factories in Kazdel had plummeted to rock bottom.

Even if there are other opinions that differ from yours, no one will believe them in a crisis of trust.

However, your demonstrations and protests have not been as smooth as you might imagine. Just like two sides of a coin, there are always those who support it and those who oppose it.

[You were obstructed by the Babel Tower enforcement team. They demanded that you forcibly disband the march, citing that the march had not been registered with the relevant authorities, and prepared to forcibly take you back for questioning.]

[In their view, you are maliciously inciting the Sarkaz people's emotions and intentionally causing large-scale social chaos. They need to investigate whether you have any connection with the military council.]

[You're not surprised that the Tower of Babel would protect the Empire to this extent, even though it wasn't their intention.]

Your original plan was to put pressure on the Tower of Babel and those factories through public opinion, so you had a way to deal with whatever actions they took afterward.

You are very disappointed by their actions, because faced with such enormous external conflicts, they chose to eliminate internal dissidents first.

[It has been proven that they have become detached from the masses; they represent the Tower of Babel, that is, they support their own interests, not the interests of the Sarkaz people.]

Faced with the aggressive elites of the Tower of Babel, you showed no sign of yielding.

[You stated that this march was held precisely because the handling of the Babel incident was unpopular, and that they would not back down an inch until those imperial insects clearly yielded.]

You firmly rejected their demands, and Ersula immediately shielded you, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

[When the surrounding Sarkaz people learned that Babel's first reaction wasn't to hold the companies involved accountable, but rather to take you away for questioning, they were immediately filled with rage.]

[More Sarkaz who previously declared neutrality have now clearly sided with you.]

However, even the elites of Babel couldn't realistically take you away in broad daylight; they hadn't expected the Sarkaz masses to treat them so badly.

[The law does not punish the masses; even the Babel Tower's enforcement team couldn't stop the enraged Sarkaz from halting their march.]

The protests caused significant disruption to the Davis factory. After a standoff lasting half a day, the Davis factory finally couldn't hold out any longer and issued a statement.

[A representative from the Davis factory spoke, and this Victorian, seeing your aggressive approach and feeling the pressure of public opinion, trembled with fear.]

He stammered as he expressed his support for your rights protection efforts, but said they need to be given some time to plan and prepare a strategy.

The final agreed-upon timeframe is two days from now. If they do not provide the response you desire by then, you will take more forceful actions in your protest.

Faced with your firm stance, the unprepared party has absolutely no room for negotiation.

This march was a partial success, not only eliciting a response from those imperialists but also spreading the concept of the "three prohibitions" for businesses.

The news quickly spread throughout Kazdel. Many Sarkaz had little hope, assuming it would end as hastily as before.

When news of the battle's successes spread, they were initially incredulous; they hadn't expected you to actually achieve such results for them.

Most Sarkaz are cheering for you, even if they aren't factory workers. They've heard about the shrewish behavior of the Imperials, and they believe you're on the right path.

This is the first step, and also the most difficult, for the Sarkaz to awaken to the need to protect their rights, and you have successfully taken it.

The Sarkaz people in the settlement had never seen the usually arrogant Empire so humble before; they felt you had truly stood up for them.

In that moment, you were their hero.

So when the Davis factory representative responded, even if the response wasn't clear, they cheered for you, because this was something they never dared to imagine before.

Your prestige has increased once again.

Two days passed quickly, but the statement you requested was still nowhere to be seen. Many Sarkaz people had completely lost trust in these Imperials.

You realize that the Sarkaz are like a giant barrel of gunpowder, ready to ignite at the slightest spark.

You feel the time is almost right.

So you spread the word that you would be hosting a speech at the Monester Beer Hall in the settlement.

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Chapter Fourteen: The Speech at the Beer Hall

Inside the beer hall, the jubilant heat and boisterous chatter filled the small space.

The tavern, which was usually bustling with activity, was even more lively today.

Nadine stepped into the tavern as usual, and some Sarkaz couldn't help but be drawn to her graceful figure.

Her face was as pale as mutton fat jade, without a trace of blood, but her eyes were like burning red lotuses, deep and bewitching.

She wore an exquisite black outfit, tailored to fit her figure perfectly, highlighting her slender yet powerful waist.

The bandages wrapped around her slender waist revealed her identity: Nadine was a scavenger who usually liked to mingle in crowded and lively places, and beer halls were her regular haunts.

She enjoyed listening to the mercenaries' drunken chatter here; it was her only pleasure in passing the time after returning from missions.