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Chapter 276 - Ch 270 speech [edited]

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Hearing Jack casually reveal that everything happening inside the conference hall had already been broadcast live to television stations and websites across the entire world, the faces of every representative instantly turned ashen.

Their expressions were no different from those of people awaiting execution.

The image of national representatives kneeling before Humanity's Public Enemy had already spread across the globe. Even if Jack chose not to kill them today, the outrage of their own people would be enough to drown them.

The political careers they had spent decades building...

Their reputations...

Their dignity...

Everything had been destroyed in a matter of minutes.

One representative couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily.

"Y-You..."

"How can you do something like this?"

Another representative clenched his fists while kneeling.

"We've already knelt before you!"

"You still refuse to let us go?"

"This is illegal!"

As soon as the words left his mouth—

Crackle!

A thick bolt of electricity descended from the chandelier above.

"AHHHHH!"

His body convulsed violently before collapsing onto the marble floor.

The smell of burnt flesh filled the conference hall once again.

Jack smiled faintly, as though nothing unusual had happened.

"Does anyone else not want to kneel?"

"I don't mind helping."

"I can simply let them lie down forever."

The representatives who had been burning with anger instantly swallowed every complaint they wanted to voice.

Cold sweat continuously dripped down their foreheads.

Every single one of them understood one thing.

Jack wasn't threatening them.

He was perfectly willing to kill every person in this room.

Anyone who dared speak recklessly in front of him was simply courting death.

Jack looked at the trembling crowd with an amused smile.

"Calm down."

"Remember..."

"This is a live broadcast."

"The people of your countries are all watching."

"So don't say anything foolish."

The kneeling representatives cursed him repeatedly in their hearts.

Devil.

Absolute devil.

A monster wearing human skin.

Jack seemed to read every one of their thoughts.

He smiled even more brightly.

"You're all cursing Father in your hearts right now, aren't you?"

"It doesn't matter."

"You can curse as much as you like."

He slowly spread his hands.

"Because..."

"Right now..."

"There are far more people cursing all of you."

"Would you like to hear them?"

The representatives looked at one another in confusion.

Hear them?

How?

Before anyone could ask, Jack chuckled.

"I know what you're thinking."

"You're wondering how Father can let you hear voices from all over the world."

He shook his head with mock disappointment.

"You politicians..."

"Besides flattering people..."

"What else do you actually understand?"

"What do you know about technology?"

He turned toward White Queen.

"White Queen."

"Play the comments from every country."

"Let's allow our distinguished representatives to hear what their people think."

"Understood."

The next moment—

Countless voices suddenly echoed throughout the conference hall.

The noise instantly became as chaotic as a crowded marketplace.

Every voice carried overwhelming anger.

"Smith!"

"You bastard!"

"You disgrace of Britain!"

"You were actually our representative?"

"You knelt before Humanity's Public Enemy like a dog!"

"You've completely humiliated Britain!"

"Damn you!"

Another furious voice immediately followed.

"Madhawan!"

"Fuck you!"

"We greet every woman in your family!"

"Why didn't you just die instead?"

"How are you still alive after doing something so shameful?"

Another person roared angrily.

"I'd rather watch all of you die!"

"You actually thought kneeling before Jack would save you?"

"A bunch of pigs!"

"You've completely disgraced humanity!"

Another furious citizen shouted,

"So these are the people representing different countries?"

"You're worse than excrement!"

"You cowards!"

"You don't even deserve to be called men!"

More and more voices continued pouring out.

"Stand up!"

"Even if the entire world curses you..."

"Are you still going to kneel?"

"You trash!"

"Stand!"

"Everyone in the world is watching you!"

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Why aren't you dead already?"

Another voice screamed,

"Stand up!"

"Why are you still kneeling?"

"You spineless slaves!"

"You don't have a single bone of dignity left!"

...

The endless stream of insults continued without stopping.

Every representative kneeling on the floor silently endured the abuse.

Their expressions became increasingly painful.

Fortunately for them, politicians were experts at hiding their emotions.

Most of them managed to maintain relatively calm expressions.

However...

Not everyone possessed such self-control.

Some representatives clenched their teeth until blood nearly flowed from their gums.

Others trembled violently with humiliation.

Several even struggled to stand.

But after glancing at the charred corpses scattered throughout the conference hall...

Their courage immediately disappeared.

In the end...

They obediently knelt back down.

Jack watched everything unfold with an amused smile.

"White Queen."

"Give every one of them a close-up."

"Let's allow the people of their countries to clearly appreciate..."

"...what expressions they have right now."

The representatives' faces immediately changed.

Almost all of them desperately lowered their heads until they were nearly touching the ground.

"No!"

"Don't!"

Jack couldn't help laughing.

"You think lowering your heads will help?"

"Ridiculous."

He shook his head in disdain.

"We're filming from every direction."

"Three hundred and sixty degrees."

"No blind spots."

"You can cover your faces all you want."

"It's useless."

"You might as well save your strength."

"That way you'll have enough energy left when the entire world laughs at you."

At that moment...

An elderly man wearing an expensive western suit slowly stood up.

Unlike the others, there wasn't much fear in his eyes.

Instead...

There was only exhaustion.

Jack looked toward him with interest.

"Oh?"

"What?"

The old man calmly looked at Jack's projection.

"What exactly are you trying to accomplish?"

Jack smiled.

"What am I trying to accomplish?"

He chuckled softly.

"Actually..."

"I'm not trying to accomplish anything."

"I'm simply having fun."

He spread both hands.

"Don't you think..."

"This is very interesting?"

The old man slowly shook his head.

"It may be entertaining for you."

"But for us..."

"It is nothing but suffering."

He looked around at the frightened representatives.

"You've built your happiness upon the pain of the entire world."

Jack nodded thoughtfully.

"That's actually a reasonable statement."

Then he casually shrugged.

"But..."

"What does that have to do with Father?"

The old man sighed.

"You will eventually be defeated."

"History has already proven it countless times."

"People like you..."

"...never meet a good end."

Jack suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"You've almost made Father laugh to death."

He wiped the corner of his eye.

"You want to lecture me using history?"

"The thing Father trusts the least..."

"...is history."

His smile gradually disappeared.

"History..."

"...is nothing more than a dog held in the victor's hand."

The moment those words fell—

Crackle!

A terrifying bolt of lightning instantly struck the elderly man.

He didn't even have time to scream before collapsing lifelessly onto the floor.

Jack slowly raised his head toward the ceiling and let out an excited roar.

"The game..."

"...has finally reached its climax!"

He looked back toward every camera broadcasting around the world.

Then he deliberately cleared his throat.

"Ahem."

"Ahem."

"Countries of the world..."

"Listen carefully."

"The highlight of today's program has finally arrived."

"I only have a few simple words to say."

"My identity..."

"I don't need to explain."

"Even people who don't know the President of the United States..."

"...certainly know me."

"I..."

"...am Jack."

His domineering voice echoed throughout every television station and every livestream across the world.

"I have only one warning."

"To every nation on Earth."

"Before you choose to provoke me..."

"First think carefully about whether you possess the strength to eliminate me."

"Because..."

"If you fail..."

"The only thing waiting for you..."

"...will be complete destruction."

His sharp gaze slowly swept across every representative.

"I don't care whether you're the United States..."

"Russia..."

"China..."

"Or Japan."

"If you're dissatisfied..."

"Feel free to try."

"Father has plenty of time to play with all of you."

His tone became even colder.

"Mind your own business."

"Don't waste your thoughts trying to deal with me."

"Remember one thing."

"I am..."

"...someone you cannot afford to provoke."

He smiled one last time before casually waving his hand.

"That's enough for today."

"I sincerely hope all of you carefully study Father's speech."

"And faithfully spread Father's spirit throughout the world."

The moment he finished speaking—

Boom!

The conference hall doors were violently blasted open.

United Nations special tactical officers carrying assault rifles rushed inside at full speed.

Without hesitation, they aimed every weapon at the floating Jack.

"Fire!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless bullets filled the air.

However...

Every bullet simply passed straight through Jack's body.

Not a single shot touched him.

Jack helplessly spread his hands.

"Didn't Father already tell you?"

"This..."

"...is only a projection."

"A projection."

"Not my real body."

He looked toward White Queen.

"That's enough."

"White Queen."

"Give them one hundred volts."

"Whether they live or die..."

"...depends entirely on their luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jack's projection slowly disappeared.

The next instant—

Hundreds of violent bolts of electricity erupted simultaneously from every chandelier inside the conference hall.

Terrified screams instantly echoed throughout the building.

The entire hall became a sea of lightning.

Many people died on the spot.

...

Inside the luxurious manor.

White Queen looked toward Jack with a playful smile.

"Feeling satisfied now?"

"You completely exposed the ugly side of every country's politicians."

"And your arrogant act of threatening the entire world..."

"...was truly impressive."

Jack coughed awkwardly.

"You really think I'm that immature?"

He shook his head with a faint smile.

"Showing off..."

"Threatening every nation..."

"None of that was my true objective."

He slowly looked out through the floor-to-ceiling window toward the endless sky.

His eyes became deeper than ever before.

"My destination..."

"...has never been Earth."

"My goal..."

"...has always been the sea of stars."

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