The sudden silence in the conference hall made Federer himself a little embarrassed, of course he couldn't stand up and be "the other" for some bullshit social responsibility to expose the many shady scenes in the West, he would not gain anything by doing so except that his peaceful life was too boring and wanted to find something to kill him. But now it was different, because he saw a new giant power rising, and as a member of it, it was necessary for him to be fully prepared for his own future interests.

What's wrong with telling a little lie for this? He doesn't hurt anyone, even God forgives liars!

"I don't want anyone to interrupt me again, I'll leave plenty of time for you to ask questions, but before that, this is the last time!", Federer pointed to the reporter, if he didn't say such a thing, he might be interrupted next, the most feared thing when focusing on one thing is a sudden interruption, which may make people forget what they just said and what they are going to say, and then there will be terrible mistakes and results.

Federer is honest, he doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to be disabled, he has to do it well.

"Journalists and other well-wishers here should have some understanding that the West's backwardness and isolation have made it an 'alternate world' in the empire, where verbal agreements are often more effective than contracts, and where lynching is believed to lead to a fairer trial. It's a backward place, so backward that many people still think that eating hot horse poop can cure diseases. Federer paused as he said this, and the chamber burst into laughter.

For these journalists, who have seen a lot of incredible things, eating hot to cure diseases is as stupid and foolish as some small countries believing that drinking the blood of a girl from the original factory can cure the disease. This ignorance comes from the difference in education level and the information gap that exists in the information society. Of course, there are many enthusiastic people who will spread the ignorant rumors again after being modified by the director, making something that might not be strange become strange.

The western region, which was full of cultural knowledge and curiosity, became a place where rumors flourished.

"Next, what I want to talk about is related to the invisible west in your eyes, let's talk about the mining area first, and the ...... mine owner."

A little humor in the opening sentence does not hide the cruelty and cruelty of what Federer is about to say next, and the smiles on people's faces, which existed not long ago, gradually fade into seriousness and even indignation. Because Federer's description made them feel an indescribable heaviness, when they heard that they could buy a healthy adult from a slave trader for a few dozen dollars, and that most of these adults would die in the mines, the moral standardization became a fiery wyvern roaring in their bodies.

Every civilized society will have a moral standard that conforms to the values of the general public, and in the prosperous society of the empire, every educated person will be told by their teachers and family members at the beginning of their school years, that is, human life is precious and unique. No one can take the lives of others at will, let alone dominate the lives of others unscrupulously.

These things, which can be universal values, do not exist in the West, or rather, only among the citizens of the empire...... Right?

In Federer's description, people's stereotypes of the West gradually began to change dramatically, and it was a terrifying world where the desires of money, status, and power dominated everyone's behavior. As long as they could make enough profit, they dared to use the abolished slaves to dig mines for them, and they dared to kill those who did not want to obey in public and hang them on pillars to make a large jerky to deter other slaves.

How the slave owners treated the slaves during the slavery period, and how the mine owners in the west treated the hard miners, and even went a little more excessively.

At this moment, when there was no sound in the audience except for the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, Federer glanced at the letter on Dühring's table, and suddenly said: "I believe that some people may think that my statement is too exaggerated, and even to say such a thing for some purpose, so I specially invited a very special person, his name is Amon." Three months ago he was a slave, but he was very lucky, so today he has the opportunity to stand here and tell you the truth......"

A small man who was not quite the same as the various races of the Empire walked in from the side door of the chamber, dressed in linen and looking very artistic, different from the culture and art of the Empire. Some reporters who have covered international affairs immediately recognized the origin of this man.

He walked to Federer's right hand and bowed to Dührin with one hand on his chest, before facing the crowd of reporters in the chamber and taking off his hat to reveal his pure black hair.

"My name is Amon, Amon Lekmmons, I am one of those slaves that Mr. Federer is talking about, I used to be like this, but recently I have another identity, the people of the Shining Star Empire call me and some of my friends members of the Freedom Front organization ......", the whole conference hall went from not having the slightest noise to almost shattering the windows, people screamed or shouted in surprise, and more people were talking to each other, because in the official press release they had obtained, there was nothing missing from the Freedom Front.

But here, there is a question, does it mean that the task of the Western Military District to exterminate the Freedom Front is indeed as some people say, there are some invisible conspiracies in it. Conspiracy theories are always one of the most marketable theories, and whether they are hurt or not, they can summarize a series of incomprehensible behaviors into a conspiracy. The appearance of Amon is the best proof of this, at least in terms of completely eradicating this argument, the military region lied.

The discussion lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally slowly subsided, and Amon continued, "I came here today to tell you everything I have experienced, seen, and heard, so that you can evaluate me and my friends according to your morals and values, whether they are members of the extremist organization you call them. ”

Amon then started with his hometown, about his dreams of going out into the world, about how he was successfully tricked into the ship by the slave fishing caravers, about the jaw-dropping ugliness of every scene he saw as he crossed the eastern and western shores of the empire, and how he ended up as a slave, full of desperate work in a mine that was as dark as eternal night.

Nothing could be more contagious than recounting what had happened to him, and his reddened eyes and gnashing hatred between the lines reached the ears of every reporter, who seemed to be enjoying a painful and tormented journey of despair, step by step from the sunlit place to hell with Amon and many more slaves. When they heard Amon say that some long-term malnourished miners were sick, and not only did they not get medical care, but were dragged into some abandoned mines by the mine guards to kill and bury them, just to save the patient's food, there were a dozen crisp snapping sounds in the conference hall.

The pen in the hands of those reporters was broken into two sections under their tremendous force, and what Federer said about the shady scene was more like standing on a high level and using a kind of pretended pity to sympathize with those really poor people, no matter how dark he said, people mostly just sighed, and there were not too many too complicated emotional fluctuations. It's not that Federer tells bad stories, he's a mine owner himself, and what he's saying isn't contagious. It's like a billionaire standing at a press conference and telling everyone that there are poor people out there who can't even afford to eat, and maybe everyone will be able to laugh.

But Amun was the poor man, so pitiful that when people heard what he had been going through, they would be angry about it. Every word he said, every word, was deeply full of what he had experienced in a certain period of time, the feelings he had endured, and the emotions that had been torn. Only such a voice, such a content, can really move people.

Some of the more emotional female reporters even shed tears, and it was only at this moment that they really realized how cruel what was happening in the west. This makes them even more eager to use their pen to write something that can shake the whole society, to attack those who think they are living in a prosperous world.

Here, there is not only freedom, but also slavery!

Amon's story is like a legend, and some of the reporters cheered when he spoke of Doolin, his sympathy for them, his pity for them, and his willingness to release them and give them the same living conditions, social status, and respect as citizens of the empire. Gradually, a female reporter looked at Durin with a kind of admiration, and began to applaud sincerely, and the applause gradually became deafening.

After waiting for a few minutes, Durin stood up, he smiled and raised his hand to silence everyone after venting their emotions, and before he could say anything, someone in the audience shouted something like "You're good", which made him look a little crying and laughing. He waved his hand, and finally the whole conference hall was truly silent, and he said: "I believe that from the moment people are born in this world, all of us are equal, there is no difference between all of us, there is no distinction between high and low......