I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 331 - 329: Bewitching People’s Hearts

Chapter 331: Chapter 329: Bewitching People’s Hearts

Around 10 p.m., Zhou Yun entered Wang Ye’s small room and saw him reading the booklet, which slightly eased her wariness.

She also casually brought a loaf of bread and handed it to Wang Ye, telling him to stave off his hunger.

Wang Ye devoured the bread in no time. The old leader’s speech was about to start—this time it was tailored specifically for newcomers like Wang Ye, hence it was taken very seriously by the organization.

Wang Ye had no intention of joining an organization like theirs. No matter how reasonable Zhou Yun’s words sounded, it was just talk. Whether this organization was a resistance army or a terrorist group, he couldn’t tell yet. Now that he was deeply embroiled, escaping was unrealistic; he might as well play along and pretend to comply to see what they were truly made of.

He followed Zhou Yun out of the corridor. At this time, many new recruits were also emerging from various passages. They were boys and girls in their late teens, just like himself, and at a glance, there seemed to be hundreds of them.

By now, the ground floor playground had been cleared; trucks and armored vehicles had been driven away, and many soldiers were lined up with guns, waiting for the newcomers to come down.

Zhou Yun led the way, with a few other youths who had emerged from different passages following behind Wang Ye. Together, they descended the iron staircase to the plaza.

Wang Ye noticed that the few people beside him looked like street kids; even the girls had a tomboyish air about them. None were particularly beautiful, and all were dressed in prison uniforms.

The other boys and girls who came out of the different passageways were also dressed in various prison uniforms. Could it be that, like himself, they were all fished out of reformatories?

Zhou Yun walked at the forefront, greeting a few burly men. Boys and girls descended from each staircase and gathered in the plaza to form a square formation, with Wang Ye squeezed into the center, suddenly feeling like he was back at school doing morning exercises.

Zhou Yun was out of sight, replaced by armed soldiers, who maintained order around the square formation, repeatedly emphasizing the need for silence and no talking.

The buzz-cut boy next to Wang Ye greeted him, and Wang Ye gave the boy a look as he chuckled.

"Which reformatory are you from? I’m from Baihe," the buzz-cut grinned.

Wang Ye ignored him.

"Hehe, don’t like to talk? It’s okay, we’ll be brothers from now on, and we’ll do great things together!" The buzz-cut boy was somewhat excited.

Wang Ye sighed to himself; the boy probably hadn’t thought it through, figuring rebellion was just a street brawl where you could chicken out and run if you lost. Moreover, he didn’t think a teenager his age, around fifteen or sixteen, could be of any real use. After all, a rifle could be taller than himself, and modern warfare relied on planes and artillery. What could they do other than fill numbers?

"Quiet down, quiet down."

The soldiers maintained order as a jeep was driven to the front of the formation, and Zhou Yun climbed onto the hood, taking up a megaphone and announcing, "Quiet down, everyone. Since you’ve come this far, don’t think of yourselves as children anymore. You are all warriors now! Do you understand?!"

A scattered response came from the formation, with some youths smiling and exchanging glances, unsure whether to reply.

"I’m asking you a question!" Zhou Yun shouted.

"We understand!!" came the immature response from the formation.

Zhou Yun was still dissatisfied, and at that moment, a motorcycle approached from behind the formation.

Wang Ye only heard the roar of the motorcycle from the right side of the formation, and then a long-haired man appeared in his line of sight.

The man jumped onto the hood of the jeep, Zhou Yun passed him the megaphone, and then she jumped down.

He appeared to be in his forties, not particularly burly, even somewhat skinny, with a scholarly demeanor, yet his face was unusually long, and his long hair floated about. His eyes shone with a sharp look, and his half-smiling expression seemed to imply he was a deeply calculating and vibrant individual.

Wearing a strange raincoat, he stood before them all.

Without a word, he stood aloft, looking down at the formation as if he were a lead wolf scrutinizing his spoils.

His intangible presence silenced the laughing boys and girls in the formation. Those malicious eyes of his were discomforting, as if being chosen by him would mean certain death.

After a moment of silence, the man said, "Three hundred and twenty-eight."

Wang Ye glanced around, realizing there were so many people in the formation.

"This country has persecuted another three hundred and twenty-eight innocent young people!" the man said, shaking his head with laughter.

"They say you’ve committed crimes, that you’re juvenile delinquents, disrupting the social order, and that you should be sentenced."

"But I say, it’s this country that has sinned, it has failed you."

"What kind of society resorts to imprisoning a child?"

"And what kind of country forces its youth to suffer, to have to resort to violence to protect themselves?!"

The man raised his hand, speaking righteously, with several youngsters beside Wang Ye nodding frequently.

"Among you, who has struck the second generation of officials? Who has fought against violent gangs of the underworld? And who has simply resisted the harassment of teachers and security officers, only to be charged with a violent crime and thrown into reform school?"

"The second generation of officials sure knows how to throw their weight around! They bully others and don’t allow for retaliation? Those so-called evil forces are nothing but the dogs of the officials! You did well to fight them! It was about time someone took action against those people!"

"In my opinion, their laws are really effective, look how they keep the common people in line, so obedient! When abused, they even scorn those who fight back, saying they’re breaking the law!"

"The law is indeed useful! Haha! Controlling those spineless ones! Indulging those dogs! The lords live such comfortable lives!"

"Is this our Dayin Country? Among you, who else has lost their parents?"

"Who cares for you? Who feels for you? Bullied, the law tramples on you, seeking help, the security officers all block your way, terrified of spoiling the image of Dayin Country."

"That Zhao Ling, the empress, lives a very comfortable life indeed. Sustained by Black Medicine, she has lived over a hundred years and is still so charming and graceful, a life that doesn’t concern you!"

The man, as if venting, glared at the formation, speaking loudly.

Wang Ye noticed that the young men and women around him were listening intently.

"But have you ever considered a question?"

The man continued.

"By what right?!"

"Do princes and generals have some predestined right to power?!"

After saying this, the man stretched out his hand towards the formation.

At this moment, a thunderous chorus erupted: "No! No!!!"

"Do princes and generals have some predestined right to power!!!!!?"

"No!! No!!"

Wang Ye felt like his eardrums were about to burst, the people around him were caught up in the atmosphere, swept into a frenzy.

"Then do you have the right?!" the man asked loudly again.

"Yes!!! Yes!!!" The young men and women in the formation shouted at the top of their lungs, their faces flushed red.

"Have you got the spine?!!!!" the man shouted.

"Yes!!!" The crowd boiled like water at boiling point.

"Go to Bai Feng City and kill the local officials’ second generation! Dare you?!!!!" the man shouted.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the crowd answered loudly, "Dare! Dare!!"

A sinking feeling in his heart, Wang Ye realized that next, this group of young men and women would probably be sent to Bai Feng City to carry out a terrorist attack.

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