Roland was a computer blind in his previous life, and his knowledge of the Internet was limited, so he could only guess out of thin air based on the vague impression he had before the crossing. With doubts, he opened the system panel and opened the cloud network management page, and sure enough, as he expected, there was an additional sub-page of "Manage Lost Network". It can be seen that his speculation is at least correct in the general direction - the city lock is indeed equivalent to a local area network, which can be connected to the cloud network.

What are the benefits of connecting the city lock to the cloud network? Roland hasn't fully figured it out yet, but he can only see an obvious benefit - since he himself has the highest management rights of both the "Krasbourg Lock" and the "Cloud Network", after the network is connected, the permissions are combined, and he can manage the Krasbourg Lock anytime and anywhere through the Cloud Network panel.

To put it bluntly, after the network, he doesn't have to come to the main control room of the Mystery Lock to fiddle with the crystal ball in person like now, even if he is thousands of miles away, or even another plane, as long as he opens the system panel, he can manage the Krasbourg Mystery Lock in real time.

The bells rang in his ears, and Roland came to his senses, realizing that the hour had passed midnight and that the first day of 1625 had finally arrived. Recalling that in previous years, when the clock struck zero o'clock on Chinese New Year's Eve, Rudolph would always come to the balcony on the second floor of the cathedral to wave to the people who were keeping vigil and send New Year's wishes to the people, but this year His Majesty had to be absent from this grand ceremony, and Roland's heart was stinging again.

Roland got up and walked out of the main control room, down to the second floor, and lifted the velvet curtain that blocked the floor-to-ceiling windows to look out. Illuminated by the magic street lamps that kept going on all night, Roland saw the church crowded with people. Despite a night of fright, the loss of many relatives, friends and relatives, the brave residents of Krasbourg overcame their fears and took to the streets, gathering around the cathedral as is customary in previous years, expecting to pay homage to His Majesty's majesty and receive the blessings of the King of the Far East.

Roland knew that the next ceremony was crucial to pacifying the people and rallying the people, and since his father could not come forward in person, he could only do it for him, the crown prince. Barely restraining the sorrow in his heart, Roland resolutely opened the curtain and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked onto the spacious balcony. As soon as he appeared, there was a tsunami of cheers below, and the people didn't seem to care whether it was the king or the crown prince who appeared on the balcony tonight, as long as it could represent the authority of the royal family of Koras, and in this respect, the crown prince was not only inferior to the king, but even surpassed.

Roland walked to the balcony fence amid the cheers of the crowd and stood still, his gaze slowly slid over the surging crowd. He couldn't remember every face that flashed before his eyes, but everyone who made eye contact with His Royal Highness remembered this lucky moment, and they rejoiced excitedly, as if they had won the jackpot.

Roland barely kept smiling, imitating his father's demeanor, calmly raising his right hand and waving it to the people. A tsunami of cheers followed, except that "Long live His Majesty" was replaced by "Long live His Royal Highness the Crown Prince", and some people shouted long live the King according to the old custom, but almost no one cared about the subtle strangeness.

"Fellow citizens of Krasbourg! I am sorry that my poor consideration caused our great capital to be attacked by the Order of Naraku, which cost many innocent lives, many buildings, including a park and the atrium of the royal palace, and terrorized my dear compatriots, for which I am deeply guilty, and allow me to express my deepest apologies for this! ”

Roland faced the crowd and bowed deeply.

The onlookers downstairs immediately clamored and all of them raised their arms and shouted excitedly, expressing the same sentiment in different ways: people were deeply moved by His Royal Highness's courage to take responsibility, but the vast majority of people did not think that it was his fault, and it was the Naraku cultists who carried out this despicable attack, the crazy terrorists who believed in death!

The noisy shouts gradually unified, and millions of people shouted the same voice and the same short and powerful slogan.

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

……

Roland couldn't help but be deeply shocked when he heard this cry of unity. In the aftermath of the attack, almost all of them, from those in power like him to ordinary people, held a breath of resentment in their hearts, and urgently needed to find a force to take responsibility for all the misfortunes that suffered tonight, and this is precisely the emotional resonance of human beings based on the natural law of "tooth for tooth".

In the presence of a self-proclaimed objective and detached observer, it is certainly possible to criticize the idea of revenge as impulsive and irrational. In fact, Roland is not sure whether the "Naraku Order" should bear full responsibility for the tragedy in Krasbourg tonight, after all, in addition to the undead creatures that infest the streets, there is also artillery bombardment from deep space, and as far as he knows, the Naraku Order does not have such a fierce air-to-ground strike ability, and it is likely that there is another force that cooperates with the Naraku Order to launch this attack.

Before fully understanding the origin of the enemy, Roland publicly declared that the "Naluo Order" was responsible for the terrorist attack on Krasbourg tonight, which was not only hasty, but also did not rule out the suspicion of shirking responsibility and looking for a scapegoat. However, in the here and now, in the face of surging public opinion, does he have any other choice?

"Fellow citizens! I have heard your voice, and this is also the voice of me, the royal family, and the government of the Far East! I would like to make a solemn promise to you here: on the soil of our Far Easterners, there will be no tolerance of terrorist activities! My lord Goddess of Destiny, I swear that I will avenge all my compatriots who unfortunately died tonight, and every drop of blood we shed will be repaid a hundredfold to the cult organization that launched this terrorist attack! ”

Roland swore to the sky, remembering his father's desperate fight to protect his escape, tears couldn't help but roll down the corners of his eyes.

The people downstairs also seemed to empathize with the grief and indignation in the heart of His Royal Highness the Prince, and shouted with tears in their eyes, vowing to destroy the enemy and expel all the Grim Reaper believers from the Far East.

"Fellow citizens! Today is the first day of the year 1625, and my father, our beloved Majesty the King, who was wounded in the attack just now, is unfortunately unable to be here with you in person, and I have entrusted me to come on behalf of the ruler of this country to send New Year's greetings to all my countrymen! ”

"We have just experienced a catastrophe, the dead are gone, and the living must live strongly, facing our fate with optimism and confidence! I assure you that 1625 will be a glorious year for us Far Easterners! Great year! A year from victory to victory! ”