They lived on the other side of the space-time rift for a week. The revolutionary army had already promoted them as martyrs, and used this as a banner to launch a general attack on the main city of Colombia. At this time, they had basically occupied the entire Colombia.
During the occupation, bloodshed inevitably occurred. Fortunately, most of the revolutionary troops abided by discipline and did not harm the residents of the main city. This did not trigger brutal acts of revenge or large-scale ethnic cleansing. Those who carried out attacks on the main city out of their own selfish desires
Unscrupulous elements responsible for robberies, murders and other criminal activities were imprisoned awaiting reckoning.
Booker's return brought advanced management methods and science and technology from another world, and the organizational structure of the People's Voice was quickly improved with the help of these mature theories.
Although the old prophetic forces were defeated, the power structure in Colombia did not stabilize in a short period of time. Because not everyone accepted the leadership of the proletarian vanguard of the People's Voice. Colombia was simply a small city, and the resistance forces were mixed.
As for weakness, they are basically the bourgeoisie and its lackeys, including capitalist alliances such as Fink Industries, trade dealers, as well as scientists, doctors and other technical personnel.
After the Voice of the People has resolved the internal power distribution and personnel transfer, it is now free to deal with the traitors and enemies who caused trouble during the occupation. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, and it is expected that it will take half a year to a year to stabilize.
Booker did not take credit for himself, but in fact, he was indeed the first driving force for change in Colombia.
He is half an idealist, and the reason why he is half is not because he still succumbs to material life, but because he cannot fully face his past. Booker can't even think about the drama of a murderer turning into a hero.
He was afraid that he would set a bad example for those who came after him. It is true that repentance and reform are commendable, but his actions were extremely evil and no amount of repentance could make up for his ethical shortcomings.
After the establishment of the New Columbia Commune, Booker met Comstock in prison.
This was their first meeting, and Elizabeth, as the prophet's daughter, also participated in this private conversation.
Across an iron table, Booker was well-dressed, his eyes lingering on the table. The prophet was shackled and wearing prison uniform, and his eyes were narrowed. The two men were each a little tired, and they didn't know what to say for a while when they met, but Elizabeth
Because when facing her father, Comstock, who had imprisoned her for many years, she had something in her heart that she didn't know how to express.
The light bulb on the table emits a burnt yellow light. With the unstable current, the light is flickering slightly, and the eyes of the three people are dancing with tiny reflections. For a while, there is only the sound of the man's deep breathing. Elizabeth's low-heeled boots gently
The silty sand particles grinding the ground make a dull and heavy friction sound from time to time.
Booker coughed because of the itching in his throat.
Elizabeth patted his back gently.
The prophet proactively responded to this sudden statement, "False Shepherd, your actions cannot change the future. The descendants of the prophet should sit on the throne and accept the support of all people, and bring fire down to Sodom to cleanse sin."
"Until now, you still refuse to give up defending your stupidity?" Booker was neither excited nor angry. These emotions are reserved for opponents, not losers. He just remained tired.
Elizabeth asked, "Father, why do you lock me in the tower? What did I do wrong? What kind of person am I?"
The prophet showed a gentle smile to Elizabeth, "My daughter, you just need to know that everything I do is to protect your safety so that you can welcome your destiny safely."
Elizabeth: "Is this why you imprisoned me and limited my abilities with a siphon device?"
Prophet: "Child, you can't stop fate. Everything that is about to happen has already happened. I am not creating a prophecy, I am just retelling it faithfully."
Booker: "Did you see me coming?"
Prophet: "Of course. False Shepherd, I have been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be so cunning. From beginning to end, you were hiding behind the poor maid, tempting the lambs to escape from the Garden of Eden like Satan. But all this is not yet
The end, it only takes a simple truth to make the lambs see the false shepherd's true colors. Booker DeWitt, if you are really so honest, why don't you tell it, why don't you tell the truth, Elizabeth's finger is
How did it break, eh?"
Booker: "I don't know what you're talking about."
His expression was so peaceful, but the prophet became more and more painful, "No, you are not that Booker! No, you are not Booker DeWitt! Who are you?"
Booker shook his head, "It seems you still haven't repented. Your public trial will be in seven days. I hope you won't be so stubborn in court." He stood up to leave, and Elizabeth held his sleeves and stared at him with a sad expression.
he.
"Oh, Elizabeth, we should go, your father is just a bastard."
The prophet suddenly took a breath and calmed down again, "I am not Elizabeth's biological father."
The two Bookers were stunned again.
"I am not Elizabeth's biological father, you are, no, another 'us'." Comstock covered his forehead, "Don't you understand yet? Booker, I am you, and you are me."
"What are you talking about?"
"During the Battle of Wounded Knee in 1890, Booker DeWitt was called the White Indian because he had Indian blood flowing through his body. After being laughed at by his teammates, he set fire to the Indian residents' tents in anger, killing the women and women inside.
Children were burned alive. Your cruelty would scare even the most bloodthirsty racist. Hear their cries? Do you hear them? Booker DeWitt!"
Booker said nothing, his cheeks quickly turning pale.
Elizabeth sadly interrupted the prophet's words, "Say no more!"
However, the prophet gained complete peace of mind and body. He made a victor's gesture and adjusted the collar of his prison uniform, "No, kid, let me finish telling the truth. After the Battle of Wounded Knee, Booker could not escape his inner torture.
DeWitt participated in a baptism. The holy river water would wash away all sins under the witness of the Lord. I accepted the baptism at that time and was reborn! And Booker DeWitt, poor man, you rejected the Lord's
Inspiration, so you will only continue to live in pain."
Elizabeth: "Booker! Your nose, you're bleeding!"
There was a loud buzzing in Booker DeWitt's ears, and his brain finally began to recall some things, some crucial memories that he had forgotten.
The prophet lamented, "Rosalie Lutes is a genius. It was her quantum technology that allowed Columbia to take off. It was she who used the rift to help me travel through time and space and see the future. I tell everyone that I have received God's blessing."
Revelation, yes, God brought revelation to us through the hands of the Lutes siblings
Me. And you, you, the pseudo-shepherd who indulges in nothingness, you are unfortunate, but you are lucky. The fact is, after traveling through time and space, I immediately lost...the ability to spread seeds, but in the future
It will not change. The prophet must have a great descendant. Then, I need to find a descendant."
Booker DeWitt shook his head, "No, no."
Prophet: "What? No, no?"
Booker: "You are crazy and want me to admit the sin of abandoning Anna, but the fact is, I am not that Booker, Anna was not taken away by you, but by a man named Lu Zongping. I completely understand.
I totally get it."
"What are you talking about?"
"Elizabeth of the Prophet." Booker wiped away the nosebleed and looked at her gently and embarrassedly, "My Anna, daddy is here to find you."
