Gawain glanced at the time, it was time to get off work.
After the "New World" article was published, he became the most famous reporter in the Federation overnight while guarding the empty Hope Media Building.
His personal account instantly gained tens of millions of fans, and many people regarded him as a public opinion leader.
The people in the Lower Three Districts were rejoicing. Even today, in the Age of Gods, Kashima sent more soldiers to suppress the carnival in the Lower Three Districts.
Originally, last night's victory was enough to drive the people of the Lower Third District crazy, but under the call of the Parents' Association and Gawain, they gradually regained their senses.
They did not rush out of the lower three districts to riot, nor did they attack Jindai, Kashima's political center and state of mind dojo.
Gao Wen said on his social account: "The real time has not yet come. We will continue to wait for the night to pass and the day to come."
A pun.
In the God era, Kashima sent troops into the lower third district to implement martial law, curfew, and continued to search for the whereabouts of the parents' association. However, this gained one day, which was enough for the remaining family members to evacuate.
At this moment, someone called Gao Wen: "Hello? Hello, is this Mr. Gao Wen from Hope Media?"
"I am," Gawain looked at the 'unknown number' on his phone and said calmly, "Who is it?"
The person on the phone had a cold voice: "I want to communicate something with you. Could you please clarify on your social account that the Parents' Association is an out-and-out criminal organization, not the just organization you wrote about."
"Sorry, I can't do it," Gao Wen said calmly: "I just wrote everything I saw, heard, and felt for the people to see. They have the right to know the truth, and I hope the media will
All I have done over the years is record the truth."
"I hope the media did not have such a radical stance before. You have gone beyond the scope of the truth. The truth has no stance, but you do," the person on the phone said.
Gawain smiled and said: "Now, this world needs a stance."
"I understand, I wish you a happy life."
The phone hangs up.
Gawain stood in the empty big office and was silent for a few minutes.
After a few minutes, he seemed to be mentally prepared for everything and took out the Weixing-11 pistol from the drawer.
But he quickly chuckled and said: "You are just a reporter, and you still want to fight with others? You are so naive."
With that said, Gawain actually put the pistol back into the drawer.
When he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, he looked at the names of the senior members of Hope Media on the wall.
In the most conspicuous place, there is a sentence engraved: "Recording the truth, even though I died nine times, I never regretted it - Jiang Xu".
Jiang Xu was the editor-in-chief of Hope Media more than a thousand years ago. He spoke out for injustice and was eventually assassinated.
At this moment, Gawain seemed to have found a confidant for himself across time and space for thousands of years.
Then he left the Hope Media Building with his head held high.
The streets of City No. 10 have gradually gained popularity, and even the gorgeous neon lights have come back on. People also enjoy leisure and entertainment in the city after work.
The disaster has passed, and those who are alive should not dwell on yesterday.
Suddenly, Gawain felt as if there was someone behind him, but when he turned around, he found nothing.
Gawain shook his head. He no longer looked back, but walked towards his home step by step, looking at the street seriously, as if he was saying goodbye.
At the entrance of an alley ahead, someone stared at him coldly, and a voice came from the communication channel: "Get ready to take action, kill him and then evacuate."
The next moment, in front of the road where Gawain was, two people came out of the alley, holding pistols.
They raised their arms ready to shoot.
However, at this moment, there was a roar above the head, and a sniper bullet penetrated the killer's chest.
In the darkness, Xiao Qi jumped down from the second-floor room next to the road and strangled the other killer's neck, but did not kill him.
There were gunshots from other places as well, as if fighting was happening in several places at the same time, but it ended quickly.
Gawain stared blankly as Xiao Qi knocked the killer unconscious and put handcuffs on him.
"What are you..." Gawain asked in a low voice in shock.
Xiaoqi grinned and said: "My parents said that once you publish an article, with Xiaori...Kamidai's character, he might choose to assassinate you, and we must protect you."
"That parent has guessed, hasn't he been gone for six days?" Gao Wen asked curiously.
"Yes, I told you this before I left," Xiao Qi explained with a smile: "Awesome, right? It's a perfect plan!"
Gawain knows that no one in this world can really have a perfect plan, but the other party ordered Xiao Qi and others to protect him in advance, which is indeed quite powerful...
He thought he was going to die tonight.
Xiao Qi said with a smile: "We don't have much political wisdom. We all rely on recklessness and popular support. Kamdai and Kashima actually don't have much political wisdom. They like to engage in assassination every day and kill those who can't be controlled.
It just so happens that we have always suspected that there are still intelligence agents from the Age of Gods alive in City No. 10. We need your help to fish them out. Don't worry about it."
Six million people survived in one city.
Even if the Parents Association does not want to admit that there are members of the God Generation among the refugees fighting side by side, it must face reality. Spies are bound to exist objectively.
At this time, a message came from the communication channel in his headset.
After Xiaoqi listened for a while, he smiled and said to Gawain: "Okay, you are safe. All 12 Godly intelligence agents have been arrested. Next, the parents will arrange special personnel to protect you. Don't worry, they will not invade you."
Your privacy."
"Would it be too much trouble for you all?" Gawain said weakly.
"No," Xiao Qi said with a smile, "When the new world comes, you won't have to be like this anymore. Don't worry, it won't be long."
With that said, Xiao Qi said loudly in the communication channel: "Close the team, close the team. We have worked hard tonight to interrogate them all night. I want to find out how many lovers they have. After getting the intelligence network, I will ask them tomorrow
Everyone went to District 4 to eat hot pot, and Xiaoying said there was a hot pot there that was particularly delicious!"
After saying that, the members of the parent-teacher association gathered on the street, then escorted several survivors away shoulder to shoulder.
On the road, passers-by will curiously ask: "Brother Xiao Qi, who are these people?"
Xiao Qi happily explained: "These grandsons are the lackeys of the Gods. They wanted to kill Mr. Gawain, but we caught them!"
There was warm applause on both sides of the road, and some people praised Xiaoqi for doing such a good job.
In City No. 10, family members no longer have to hide. They stand openly in the sunshine, do the right things, and are supported by the people.
Gawain looked at the backs of Xiao Qi and others from behind, feeling that the city had come to life.
"This is already a new world," Gawain said with a smile.
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Volume 4: Chapter 4 of Night, Fantasies, End.
Yesterday I slept for 4 hours in order to update more. My head hurts all the time today. I only have 7,000 words left today.
At the end of this volume, I wanted to write a little more, but I always felt that it was best to stop here, and then start a new journey. So I simply stopped here and took a short rest for a day.
It’s still the same as before, if there are no natural or man-made disasters, try to ensure an average of 10,000 words per day every month, and we will make up for today’s shortfall in the future.