A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 262

Chapter 262: Riot in the Council

Inside the Supreme Council of Suspended High Tower 1.

As the time for the Great Sage’s arrival approached, the council members, already seated and waiting, grew increasingly anxious.

Usually, the Great Sage would have already arrived by now, or at least be preparing.

But now, there wasn’t even a shadow of her, and no one knew where she was—only a few knew the Sage’s residence, but they wouldn’t disturb her unless it was an emergency.

And although this hearing was important, it wasn’t an emergency. Moreover, the conspiracy theories that had been brewing since yesterday, and the upcoming media interviews, added a layer of tension to this oft-repeated hearing.

The Council President was the most anxious. He kept glancing at his watch, his anxiety growing, unable to determine the Great Sage’s attitude.

The only thing he knew was that the Great Sage wouldn’t destroy humanity because of this…

Finally, just as the hearing was about to begin, a slender figure arrived and walked onto the podium.

The woman in the black dress stood calmly, her presence calming the anxious crowd.

“Apologies, everyone, I was delayed by some matters.” Ling Ling said apologetically, taking out her proposal as usual. “Let’s begin.”

Some matters…

Many were intrigued. What other matters could there be, besides the conspiracy theories?

These rumors had been circulating for a while, and Chen Sirui’s announcement had only intensified them, spreading throughout most of the Suspended High Towers.

The Great Sage was probably delayed because of this…

They didn’t know that Ling Ling had simply… overslept.

The Council President, looking at the calm Great Sage, felt a bead of sweat roll down his forehead. He composed himself and said,

“In the name of the ancient spirit ‘Li,’ under your sacred witness, I declare the fourth ‘Ground-Based Tower Project’ proposal hearing officially open. Proposed by… the Great Sage, Ling Ling.”

“In your name, witness my proposal.”

Ling Ling bowed towards the statue in the center of the hall. For some reason, she thought she saw the cold statue blink.

But looking again, there was nothing unusual about the stone statue.

Perhaps… it was because of that strange dream last night…

Ling Ling focused on the hearing.

This destined-to-fail debate would continue, she didn’t know how many more times, until it succeeded… or completely failed.

…

Meanwhile, outside the council hall.

Ceres hurried to the lounge behind the hall, where her team leader, Xixi, was already waiting, meditating with her eyes closed.

Seeing this, Ceres subconsciously slowed down, entering the room quietly.

“Ceres, you’re here…”

Xixi opened her eyes, her voice hoarse.

“Ah, Leader, your voice…”

Ceres covered her mouth in surprise. Why did it sound so raspy?

“Sigh, I have to prepare for the interview.” Xixi said with a helpless expression, her face slightly pale. “But even so… it’s hard to alleviate the pressure.”

From her appearance, it was clear that Xixi hadn’t slept all night, even practicing her speech until her voice was hoarse. She was worried about the consequences of this interview and had to be fully prepared.

The entire Federation, all two thousand plus Suspended High Towers, were watching, waiting for the results of her interview.

Everyone hoped that Xixi could uncover some deeper secrets, perhaps even a shocking conspiracy.

But they didn’t know that if there really was such a conspiracy… the world wouldn’t be like this.

Ceres nodded blankly and sat beside Xixi.

“You should take care of your health.”

“Of course.” Xixi forced a smile, then asked, “By the way, didn’t your sister come to see you off today?”

Xixi was quite interested in Ceres’s sister and wanted to meet her again, thinking she would definitely come to see Ceres off for such an important interview.

“See me off… ah, Sister Ling came with me.” Ceres said.

“She went back?” Xixi asked.

Ceres shook her head. “She went inside the council hall.”

“…I see.” Xixi immediately realized that this “sister” must be one of the 132 council members.

However… was there such a young woman among the council members?

Xixi frowned slightly. She didn’t remember, but now, the entire Supreme Council was locked down for the Great Sage’s proposal hearing. Only council members could enter and leave until the hearing ended.

However, if she was a council member, it made sense, after all, she seemed quite knowledgeable…

“Your sister is amazing, achieving so much at such a young age.” Xixi said with emotion. She was already in her thirties and was just a team leader in the official media.

However, if this interview went well, she could be promoted, but compared to being a council member…

“She’s almost fifty, you know.” Ceres reminded her, knowing Xixi’s age and her thoughts.

“Huh?”

Xixi was stunned. Ling Ling looked only about twenty-five or twenty-six…

“Yes, you wouldn’t have guessed, right?”

Ceres giggled. She enjoyed seeing people’s reactions after learning Sister Ling’s age.

“…I wouldn’t have guessed.”

Xixi’s lips twitched slightly.

However, this small interlude seemed to have relaxed Xixi’s nerves.

She looked out the window at the crowd gathered outside, the city guards struggling to maintain order.

Some were here to watch the excitement, but most were spies from various departments and media outlets, also waiting for the results of the interview.

Xixi suddenly regretted her impulsiveness, but… having come this far, she could only continue.

“Hopefully… the Great Sage will be… cooperative.”

…

Outside the Supreme Council, the crowd waited anxiously for the hearing to end and the long-awaited interview with the Great Sage to begin.

Although, at the Great Sage’s request, her image wouldn’t be broadcast, they could still get the news immediately.

The reason for this secrecy was that Ling Ling wanted to downplay her image as a legend, to become more of a symbol, like the ancient spirit “Li.”

She planned to completely retreat after the Ground-Based Tower Project was approved, finding a suitable opportunity to announce the Great Sage’s death, ending her role as a savior.

Because of this deliberate arrangement, the public image of Ling Ling was that of a frail old woman, or a terrifying old hag, as portrayed by her opponents.

Luo Xue and Su Yiyao, hidden among the crowd, heard these rumors, and if not for having met Ling Ling, they would have believed them…

However…

“The Ground-Based Tower Project?”

Luo Xue looked towards the council hall, frowning slightly.

This seemed to be something Ling Ling was obsessed with. With the current technology of the Suspended High Towers, returning to the ground would actually lower their quality of life.

After all, the disaster engine was an incredibly advanced technology, something the current human civilization couldn’t replicate.

Without the disaster engine, the other aspects of the Suspended High Towers were even less advanced than Luo Xue’s previous life, at most equivalent to the early 20th century.

But… Ling Ling’s persistence meant there must be a reason, perhaps some hidden danger with the Suspended High Towers.

Or… the deep space behemoths.

Having seen the corrupted celestial ships, Luo Xue knew the true terror of these creatures, and their appearances were unpredictable.

And… this post-apocalyptic world and the Great Thousand Worlds weren’t in the same dimension. Why did the same grotesque creatures exist in both was also a question.

To find the answers, she had to meet with Ling Ling, to learn what had happened in the past three thousand years, and Ling Ling’s role in it.

However… the current problem was how to discreetly meet with Ling Ling.

Barging in was an option, but it would disrupt Ling Ling, and Luo Xue didn’t want to do that, even though Ling Ling probably wouldn’t mind.

Just as Luo Xue was pondering, the whispers of a nearby group caught her attention.

“Is everyone ready?”

“But…”

“No buts! Think about your mothers! How were they harmed by this devil!”

“I… I’ll do my best…”

“Remember, we are the heroes who will expose this devil’s conspiracy! Everything we do is for justice!”

“…”

Several men in simple clothes huddled together, whispering these inflammatory words. Ordinary people couldn’t hear them clearly in this noisy environment, but it wasn’t a problem for Luo Xue.

From these fragmented words, Luo Xue could tell they were supporters of the conspiracy theories, seemingly planning something.

To incite hatred for the Sage, they continued their inflammatory rhetoric until everyone’s eyes were bloodshot, their hatred for the Sage almost a brand on their souls, and they finally mustered their courage.

Luo Xue was still wondering why they were performing such a strange ritual here, then, as the bell of the Supreme Council rang, signaling the end of the hearing, she finally understood.

After the hearing, the surrounding crowd became more agitated, waiting for the interview, the Sage’s response.

But just then, the group that had been… brainwashing people suddenly acted. Luo Xue watched as they pushed through the crowd, approaching the Supreme Council.

When the leader reached the cordon formed by the city guards, he suddenly shouted,

“Down with the demonic hag! The world belongs to humanity!”

“Down with the demonic hag! The world belongs to humanity!”

“…”

Dozens of voices echoed simultaneously, startling the surrounding crowd.

The city guards reacted quickly, sending more men to subdue the leader.

But the next moment, the guards retreated in terror.

“Ability users! They’re ability users!”

The leader’s body was engulfed in flames, the intense heat distorting the surrounding air, his face terrifying.

But his hoarse voice continued,

“Down with the demonic hag! The world belongs to humanity!”

The flaming man charged through the cordon, causing chaos, and the square in front of the Supreme Council became a mess.

Many, taking advantage of the chaos, followed the flaming man, some of them those who had just been brainwashed, wielding weapons, their eyes bloodshot, as they stormed the Supreme Council.

The city guards, unfamiliar with such riots, gripped their weapons, trying to stop the crazed crowd.

One of them accidentally fired his weapon, and with a bang, a crater appeared in the ground, and a fanatic fell, bleeding.

This further enraged the crowd, their attack intensifying, and led by the flaming man, they broke through the cordon.

The guards wanted to open fire, but the President’s panicked voice came from behind.

“Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!”

There were ordinary citizens and observers from various departments and media outlets among the crowd… Not shooting was just a conflict, but shooting meant a true riot.

The flaming man had already broken through the cordon, heading straight for the lounge of the Supreme Council.

Many fanatics followed him.

But few noticed that two small figures had silently blended into this crazed crowd.