Chapter 1045 - 456:

Every year, countless geniuses fall, but this time is truly different! Chu Xiu’s talent is overwhelming, far surpassing the second-ranked genius by numerous tiers!

The most crucial aspect is... this genius genuinely cares about the people and the nation and is willing to sacrifice for the weaker.

Public opinion dresses High Tier Awakened individuals in all kinds of dazzling attire, but deep within common people’s hearts, who doesn’t know that there’s an insurmountable barrier between them and themselves? Who really believes that these godlike figures would sacrifice for them?

Is everyone a fool, unaware of the Celestial Kings’ exploitation? No, it’s just that they have no choice but to accept reality and use the propaganda to self-soothe the void in their hearts with a sense of security.

Now, there’s a figure who had the potential to become the fourth Celestial King, perhaps even bringing a change to the rigid class structure, who now died heroically; how could the masses not mourn?

Even though the vast majority of people online hadn’t heard of the Dark Night Monarch or Chen Ce before, they simultaneously initiated large-scale memorial activities. This spontaneous commemoration even spread offline to malls, restaurants, and beyond.

Originally, it ought to have ended there; the fall of a genius is regrettable, but life must go on. New troubles and joys would quickly make people forget.

But shortly thereafter, a flood of posts suddenly appeared online, directly targeting the three Celestial Kings of Huaxia!

According to the content of these posts, the three Celestial Kings should have provided sufficient support, but due to their fear of Chu Xiu, they found various reasons to limit the aid, leading to Chu Xiu’s solitary battle and eventual tragic death.

These posts, once released, stirred a massive tidal wave!

In less than half a day, it spread to every corner of the Huaxia community!

And most shockingly, over fifty percent of the populace held a belief in this unfounded conspiracy theory. Even among those who didn’t believe, a significant portion argued that even if there wasn’t a conspiracy, the Celestial Kings should bear responsibility for failing to protect such a highly promising genius, perhaps even the hope of humanity!

"If the Celestial Kings can’t fulfill their duties, then why do we continually provide them with so many resources every year?"

This idea rapidly fermented, creating a wave with alarming speed!

Some even suggested that the public should spontaneously resist by means of "non-cooperation" to protest against the long-term exploitation and inaction of the Celestial Kings.

"Someone is stirring up emotions, trying to overthrow our rule."

In the most mysterious mansion in Kyoto, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit, who had a serene face, sat in the center of the room. Opposite him were three holographic figures.

If any Huaxia high-level officials were present, they would be shocked to discover that the three holograms were surprisingly the King of Slaughter, Martial Extreme King, and Longevity King! The three Celestial Kings, usually elusive, had simultaneously gathered here!

Thus, the identity of the man in the Zhongshan suit was clear; he was none other than the Venerable Supreme responsible for operating the Huaxia government and executing the highest decisions!

"Brother Li, you are mistaken. We are not ancient emperors or kings; what rule are you talking about?" said the Martial Extreme King with a smile, looking like a young apprentice commonly seen in martial arts clubs.

"Brother Lin’s words are somewhat hypocritical," the Longevity King coldly countered, "The Cause and Effect Points your Martial Extreme Guild receives annually, did they fall from the heavens?"

Longevity King appeared somewhat shadowy at first glance, with long hair that was pitch black as ink, yet two strands of white hair hanging over his forehead gave him a rather extraordinary appearance.

"Alright, I know you two never see eye to eye, but I didn’t call you to hear your bickering," said the King of Slaughter from the center. His silver hair made him look the oldest among them, yet his posture was as upright as a sword, and his fierce black eyes seemed to hide a wild beast, ironically giving the impression of the strongest Life Force.

"Let’s discuss the solution," he gently clapped his hands.

"What’s there to solve?" Longevity King snorted coldly. "Do you really believe that you’re elected by the people? Our Foundation is inherently violent; who can shake it?"

"Just leak some scandals and gossip to divert their attention; after a few days, no one will remember this matter."

"Isn’t that the method your corporate group uses to manipulate hearts?" Martial Extreme King bared his gleaming white teeth, "Then that’s easy to handle; after all, ninety percent of the online trolls are raised by your family. You can make black into white, and say the deceased are alive just by your word."

Longevity King squinted his eyes, and those long, snake-like pupils seemed to split. He looked at Martial Extreme King as if observing prey he was about to hunt.

On the other hand, Martial Extreme King seemed completely unaware, still nonchalantly reclining on the chair, grinning that trademark sunlit smile.

"Aren’t you two tired?" King of Slaughter sighed. "You don’t want to talk in circles. Let me be straightforward."

"Things aren’t that simple."