Mi'er and Mia opened their eyes and realized that they were standing on the roof of the building.
"This is the last level." The man in black robe stood next to them and motioned them to look down, "It's just as you saw before."
"The conflict between the Licinius family and the Medici family has gradually spread to all fields in Italy and Canada. A large number of small and medium-sized companies are forced to take sides, and the price of taking sides is an economic blow from the opposite camp."
"In order to avoid a direct collision that would lead to an out-of-control conflict, the two families, Licinius and Medici, unanimously chose to use Duizi to exert pressure by attacking small and medium-sized companies in the opponent's camp. The bankruptcy of these small and medium-sized companies will lead to a large amount of labor
The person is unemployed.”
"Currently, the job market in Solomon City is severely saturated. A large number of low-end jobs are occupied by synthetics and machines, while high-end jobs are monopolized by trust giants. These ordinary workers do not have many employment options, and unemployment is harmful to them.
It means losing income, losing housing, losing citizenship... almost equal to losing everything."
"So even though they know they can't succeed, they still come out to resist in vain, like moths to a flame."
Mi'er and Mia looked down and saw the surrounding market below, as if they suddenly received some signal.
Buses were suspended, taxis were suspended, and a large number of passengers and subway employees came to the subway entrance because the subway was also on strike across the board.
In office areas and office buildings, a large number of white-collar employees also pulled out banners and slogans that had been prepared and began to march while shouting slogans.
The girls who were in the Flower Square had just walked out of the small shops on the street and saw that the streets were already crowded with people marching.
Girls:???
"What are they doing?" Medea said with a frown, looking at the signs held by the marchers.
Strike! Stop the trust wars!
Labor is not the plaything of your big companies!
…
"Nora? Medea? Why are they here!" Mi'er on the roof noticed them and suddenly turned her head to look at the man in black robe, "Isn't this a game?"
"No, this is a virtual world." The man in black robe said calmly, "It's just that what you see is exactly the same thing happening in reality at this time."
"So what do you want to do!" Mia also asked anxiously.
"I said, I'm playing a game with you." The man in black robe said coldly, "You have also seen that these middle and lower-class workers have adopted a very smart approach, that is, 'non-violence and non-cooperation'. Because once
Triggering violent confrontation, they are no match for the Holy See and trust giants."
"Using strikes to cause economic losses, we will force the Holy See and management to make concessions. A beautiful and naive idea, ha... but will it really go so smoothly?"
"What do you mean?" Mi'er suddenly thought of the previous couple, a middle-class family who committed suicide in their own house, and felt a little uneasy.
"The best excuse for violent intervention is, of course, to stop the violence that has already occurred." The man in black robe pointed downwards, and several guys with hidden weapons mixed in with the marching crowd were suddenly highlighted in the eyes of the two little girls.
"If these mercenaries disguised as radical demonstrators suddenly attack Miss Nora of the Licinius family, what do you think will happen next?"
"In the name of stopping criminal crimes, the Templar Knights of the Holy See will immediately intervene and suppress the parade." Mi'er said in a deep voice, "So, this is what we will be assessed next?"
"Why do you think it's an assessment...forget it." The man in black robe waved his hand indifferently, "Did you see the direction they were heading?"
"I have placed several high-explosive bombs in advance in the sewer in the center of their route." The man in black robe waved his hand, and red lights lit up below the road, indicating that there were bombs buried underneath.
The leading members of the procession had already stepped forward without knowing anything.
At the same time, a certain button appeared in front of the two little girls.
"As long as this button is pressed, all the bombs buried under the road will detonate, killing these mercenaries in time before the attack." The man in black robe said coldly, "Of course, with the density of the parade now,
To such an extent, a large number of ordinary people will also be involved in casualties."
"If you don't press it, then these mercenaries will quietly attack and assassinate your companions as planned."
"This is the content of the last level. Make your choice. Choosing to rescue your companions or these citizens depends on your thoughts."
A countdown suddenly appeared in the sky, showing that there were still 10 seconds left, which was the remaining time for the mercenaries to approach Nora and the others and launch a sneak attack to assassinate them.
"What should I do?" Mia immediately panicked, "Do you want to press it?"
"Wait a minute!" Mi'er also hesitated nervously.
If it was a choice between two, between the life of her companions and the life of an unrelated stranger, she would of course only have one answer.
However, Nora and the others are not weak, weak girls! Even if these mercenaries launch a sneak attack, they may not be able to harm them, right?
Is it necessary to kill so many innocent people just as a precaution?
"Do it!" Mia shouted excitedly, "No one will know that we did it!"
"Don't forget Medea's conspiracy ability!" Mi'er insisted, "She can detect external malice! Everything will be fine!"
"But what if!" Mia couldn't help but reach out and press the button, "We can't take this risk! Just for the sake of those citizens we don't know!"
"Wait!" Mi'er grabbed her hand and growled, "Listen to me! Don't press it!"
Mia looked at her blankly.
She had never seen Mi'er, who had always been easy-going and approachable, show such a tough attitude towards her.
"Okay!" Mia didn't know what she was feeling in her heart, she looked a little disappointed and resentful, then she folded her arms and said nothing.
The countdown soon came to an end. In the parade below, several people were already quietly squeezing through the surrounding crowd and touching the girls standing at the door of the store watching the excitement.
Before they got within two meters of them, one of the charming girls with burgundy hair raised her head and glanced at the crowd here.
The mercenaries' bodies froze slightly and they lost control almost instantly. The next second, they pulled or ejected their weapons from their arms and began to fight each other mercilessly.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the surrounding parade crowd erupted in screams. Panic quickly spread like a virus. However, the two little girls on the roof breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter what, at least they made the right bet.
My companion was not attacked by surprise, and no innocent people were involved in the accident.
"So for you, are the lives of these people worth risking your companions to be attacked?" The man in black robe looked down at Mi'er.
"No." Mi'er shook her head calmly, "Actually, there are no bombs under the road, right?"
"Huh?" Mia suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.
"Why do you say that?" The man in black robe was a little surprised.
"Because of the purpose." Mi'er replied, "The content design of each of your levels has a strong purpose."
"The suicide of Mike and Maggie is to let us see the current situation of the small citizens."
"The professor was murdered to make us realize the causes of this current situation and to point the finger at the Holy See and trust companies."
"Obviously, your political tendency is to stand on the side of the citizens and oppose the resource monopoly of the Holy See and trust companies. Then it is even more impossible to sacrifice these innocent citizens who came out to demonstrate just to test us."
"Yeah." The man in black robe looked at Mi'er strangely, and after a long time, he said slowly:
"You know? Maybe I...not just me, Ask also underestimated you, Mi'er."
He pulled off the hood on his head, revealing an elegant face with a high nose and deep eyes.
"Master?" Mia exclaimed, and Mi'er also showed a look of astonishment, "Your Excellency Rasul?"
"It's me." Rasul, the mentor from the Ilanian Assassin Organization, revealed his true face to the two little girls, "I have to say, you two are really outstanding, and you both passed me perfectly.
test."
Mia was about to run over happily, but Mi'er stopped her with her hand.
"Why are you testing us?" Mi'er asked calmly.
"I said it." Rasul showed a faint smile, "I will give you the 'opportunity to change your destiny'."
"But I also want to confirm whether you are qualified to receive it."
"So..." Mi'er hesitated slightly, "What exactly is the 'opportunity' that allows me to condense the laws of destiny?"
"It's a heritage." Rasul said seriously, "An ancient and noble heritage that has many names since the Fourth Age."
"The ancient Solomon Empire called us the 'Free Society', and now the mainland countries call us the 'Assassin Brotherhood'. In fact, the Assassin organization is just our periphery."
"Our true core organization is called the 'Revolutionary Army'. Under the cover of the Assassin Brotherhood, it has been committed to helping people around the world who long for freedom and the future break away from the unequal exploitative order established by the Holy See and trust companies.
"
"Of course, the name Revolutionary Army is top secret. Currently, only the Holy See in the world is vaguely aware of our existence through Raphael's chaos calculations."