Chapter 372 Wei Chongyang’s speech

When Liu Fei was training in the iron head, the iron head repeatedly mentioned General Bangwei. Moreover, the iron head reminded more than once that people with lofty prestige like General Bangwei should not provoke them. They have thousands of fans and dead soldiers. Even if they have tens of thousands of reasons to kill, they cannot be killed openly. Killing such people will lead to endless revenge and endless troubles.

From the old man, Liu Fei thought of General Bangwei, because among those onlookers, most of the people looked at the old man with respect, which was to express the lofty respect in their hearts, while the eyes at Wei Xiong were contempt and hatred. The contrast between these two emotions seemed particularly strong.

There is no need to question that the old man has a lofty prestige among the people of Weijiaji!

"He... he is just a lunatic... he always says that the Utopian Republic is a dictatorial country, lacking fairness and justice... and also says that power must be supervised in the sun... and that he was released from the psychiatric hospital..." Wei Xiong said a little stuttering. Obviously, he was not sure whether the old man was mentally ill.

"No matter whether he is mentally ill or not, in short, don't touch him in the future. If you really can't stand it, just find a night without anyone to kill him. Never humiliate him in front of others, do you understand?"

"Ah... no no no! I... I didn't want to kill him... He and Manny are very good. Manny often brings food to him..." When Wei Xiong heard that he was going to kill someone, he was so scared that he shook his hand repeatedly.

"Well, that's good." Liu Fei nodded. He didn't want to cause trouble. He just wanted to find a way to leave this planet as soon as possible.

The two walked and chatted. From Wei Xiong's mouth, Liu Fei had a general understanding of the old man's identity and background.

The old man is also from Wei Jiaji. His surname is Wei, his name is Chongyang, and he is 62 years old. In his 62 years of life, he spent at least thirty years in prison and mental hospitals. In fact, the old man was released from the hospital for less than two months.

Because Wei Xiong is not doing his job well all day, is not interested in politics, and knows little about the old man's deeds, and Liu Fei can't ask more. However, it is certain that the old man has a profound influence in Wei Jiaji. Although people dare not approach him blatantly, there will always be people who think of ways to help him.

Liu Fei didn't know that Wei Chongyang was the spiritual leader of Wei Jiaji. He was a headache in the local government departments. In order to avoid arousing conflicts and maintain stability, Wei Chongyang cannot be beaten or killed. The only way is to lock him up and not give him a chance to incite.

While chatting, the two arrived at the most prosperous street, which had a landmark building of about 40 meters high, and the entire Weijiaji radiated with this bell tower as the center.

In front of the bell tower is a square of tens of thousands of square meters. The square is paved with bluestone slabs, which is much cleaner than the crisscrossing streets on the periphery.

On both sides of the bell tower are some administrative agencies of Wei Jiaji. What makes Liu Fei feel friendly is that he actually saw the signs of the municipal center and the police station. It seems that although this planet is backward, many government agencies still continue the structure and style of the Earth era.

Just as the two of them squeezed towards the middle of the rushing square, the noisy square suddenly became quiet, and the walking crowds slowly gathered towards the middle of the square.

what happened?

The two couldn't help but follow the flow of people. Finally, the flow of people in front stopped surging. Liu Fei saw a shabby wooden table placed alone in the middle, and the people around him showed a hint of expectation. However, more people showed a nervous expression on their faces, as if they were afraid of something.

Crack... Amid a burst of warm applause, the crowd suddenly dodged a passage, and an old man in a gray robe slowly walked towards the wooden table. Someone placed a chair under the wooden table. The old man stepped on the chair and stood on the table and raised his hands. Immediately, the whole square could be heard silently.

"Ah... the old man..." Wei Xiong hurriedly shut up after screaming.

"Hello everyone, we meet again. Haha, I'm old too. I remember last time I stayed in prison for seven years. This time I've been in a psychiatric hospital for only five years. Oh, I want to tell you that although Wei Chongyang is locked in a psychiatric hospital, I am definitely not a mental patient. If you are not at ease, you can keep a safe distance to avoid infection..."

"Ha ha……"

The audience burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was no longer depressed. When the old man raised his hands again, the square became quiet again.

"How many five years are there in life? Over the past five years, I have been thinking, thinking about our country, thinking about our people, thinking about our future... I have been afraid, and feared, how many five years can I live?

Five years!

ten years!

Still fifteen years!

Facing the invasion of darkness, the blows of storms, and the torture of the fire of hell, I have been confused about my pursuit. The most precious youth in my life is spent in prison and hospitals. What am I for?

Faced with all kinds of destruction and temptation, my confusion still did not shake my pursuit and determination. As a resident of the Ideal Star and a citizen of the Utopian Republic, I have the obligation and responsibility, and I have the mission to dedicate my youth and loyalty to the country and our descendants!

Opening the picture of history and expanding the footprints of our ancestors, we humans have advocated fairness and justice since the Earth's parent planet, and pursued a perfect legal society. This is my belief and the unswerving belief of all mankind!

Here, I have to make heavy criticisms of the rulers. Hundreds of years ago, our ancestors developed this star field and developed this planet in order to build a dream country. I believe that many people have forgotten the purpose of our great ancestors named this planet the "Ideal Star", and I believe that more people have forgotten the historical significance contained in the "utopia".

Hundreds of years have passed, and we still live on a planet called the "Ideal Star", but we have lost our ideals; hundreds of years have passed, and we are still living under the management of the Utopian Republic, but we are getting farther and farther away from the perfect country.

Hundreds of years ago, our ancestors were able to conduct interstellar navigation. It is said that the speed of flight could reach sub-sublight speed, which is a speed that we cannot imagine. To give an analogy, if a spacecraft flies around the ideal star at a sub-speed of light at a time, then it will be enough for a few seconds. What a great speed! Our ancestors created a miracle of civilization!

Our great ancestors not only had advanced spacecraft, but also advanced weapons. What kind of weapons are they? Perhaps the wings imagined in our brains cannot outline the power of those weapons, but I know that even the most powerful beasts must bow their heads in front of those weapons!

In addition to high technology, we also have ancient culture. What is heartbreaking is that our civilization is falling and our culture is disappearing. Our people are running around for three meals a day every day, without time, space, and without conditions to inherit those proud cultures.

The great miracles and culture are disappearing bit by bit... We have lost a lot of things, first the legendary electric lights, telephones, computers, airplanes, cannons, steamships, and many, in fact, these are not important. We can still have the lost things, because we are humans, the humans with the highest wisdom in the universe, and our brains have unparalleled creative ability. None of these matters, but the important thing is that we have lost something more precious than technology!

Do you know what it is?”

The old man paused for a moment, looking around with his cloudy eyes.

“Fair, justice!”

“Fair, justice!”

“Fair, justice!”

There was a burst of fanatical cry in the square, and people kept shouting with their arms raised.

The old man raised his hands and then gently put them down, as if the square with a cracked mountain suddenly became a slightest drop.

"Yes, fairness and justice. We not only lose culture and technology, but also lose fairness and justice. Of course, we also need to add a freedom!

free!

In the ancient ape era, humans began to pursue freedom and advocate freedom in a ignorant way. People opened up their own fields in the hope that the scope of their activities was not limited. This persistent pursuit has been rooted in the depths of human souls..."
Chapter completed!