I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 372 The End of the Keyboard Man
Derrick took a half-eaten box of ice cream in the refrigerator, sprinkled some jelly beans on top, and some wafer fragments, then stirred with a spoon, and then returned to the TV, comfortably on the sofa sit down.

He put a mouthful of ice cream in his mouth, took out his phone, and opened a live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room was also broadcasting the White House's report on honors awarded to the people of the motherland. On the screen, barrage flew like a rocket.

If you don't close it, you can't see the live screen at all.

But Derrick didn't come here for the live broadcast. What he paid attention to was the barrage, and what he paid attention to was the message.

He quickly logged into his account.

No matter which social platform he is on, he uses the account of 'Dark Lemon'.

While eating ice cream, Derrick quickly left a message in the live broadcast room.

'Dark Lemon: Here he is, and he fell from the sky again, does he think his posture is cool?In my opinion, this is naive and shameful, like a child attracting everyone's attention. Of course, I said that people from the motherland are giant babies who haven't grown up. No one should object, right? '

After his message appeared, the subsequent likes immediately shot up like a rocket.

The name 'Dark Lemon' is very popular recently, and almost as soon as it appears, it will attract attention.

Derrick enjoyed this sense of accomplishment, which made him forget that he was just a worker on the assembly line, that he was a coward, and that he forgot all the joys in real life.

After posting this message, Derrick put down his phone and looked up at the TV.

On the TV screen, the people of the motherland have already walked towards the stepped award platform.

There, President Rick Archibald had stepped onto the award platform, and he said with a smile under the light of the flashing lights.

"Today, I am very happy to be able to stand here to meet you and announce to you something to be happy about."

"I believe that many people who have come here have already guessed what I am going to say."

"That's right, starting today, our federation will have the most powerful and wisest general ever."

"That is, the people of the motherland!"

As soon as the president's words fell, military music sounded all around, and a white dove symbolizing peace flew into the sky.

On the TV, people from the motherland walked towards the awarding platform with a smile on their lips, and waved their hands at the camera from time to time.

Derrick bit the spoon, and said in a voice he could only hear: "What's the big deal, as long as he has superpowers like his, even a fool can become a general."

"If it were me, I would definitely make the Federation better."

"What do the people of the motherland know?"

On the TV screen, the native of the motherland had already arrived at the award platform. At this time, the reporters asked him to take a photo with the president.

The people from the motherland laughed and met the requirements of the reporters. They walked to the awarding platform, stood with the president, hugged the president's shoulders intimately, and gave a thumbs up to the camera.

Suddenly, the flashing lights in the TV kept flickering, causing Derrick's eyes to ache.

After a while.

Mr. President smiled with the microphone: "Gentlemen and ladies, let's not waste time."

"Should the award ceremony begin now?"

"What do you say?"

There was cheering from the audience of the awarding stage, but at this moment, the people from the motherland raised their hands to express that they had something to say.

Mr. President laughed: "It seems that becoming a federal general, even a native of the motherland, is very exciting."

"Okay then, let's listen to the speech of the people from the motherland first."

"Everyone applaud."

Driven by the president, there was thunderous applause on the television.

Derrick watched the people from the motherland come to the podium full of microphones with a smile, and then patted the microphones.

"Pretentious, disgusting." Derrick snorted bravely.

On the TV screen, the motherlander coughed twice and said with a smile.

"Before I speak, I want to show you a few things."

He gestured.

A staff member pushed two large screens over and placed them beside the awarding platform, and then busily plugged in the cables. After a while, both large screens entered the computer operation interface.

The president and the officials next to him exchanged glances, as if they didn't know what the people of the motherland wanted to do.

Derrick continued to eat his ice cream, and after a while, some pictures appeared on the big screen behind the awarding platform.

In the picture, there are some comments on the Internet.

Suddenly, Derrick saw one of them.

'Dark Lemon: If I say that people from the motherland are rubbish, can he still come along the network cable and beat me? '

He couldn't help coughing, and almost choked to death on the ice cream.

Derrick hurriedly came to the TV to confirm that he read it correctly, it was indeed his message.

How is this going?

The live broadcast room also exploded.

'What are these, comments on the web?Why do the people of the motherland show these? '

'Wow, I saw Dark Lemon's message. As expected of my idol, his message is being broadcast live around the world, so cool! '

'I have a bad premonition. All the messages from the people from the motherland are ridiculed and ridiculed. I don't think he will smile after being slapped. '

' Guys on TV, all I can say is, wish you were lucky. '

Barrages flew by like rockets.

There are so many that it is impossible to see clearly.

Derrick's heart was pounding, and he stepped back a little bit: "What is he going to do, he won't let the police catch me, will he?"

"No, it's impossible."

"I'm just complaining on the Internet, it's not against the law."

At this time, on the TV, a reporter asked: "People from the motherland, who are these messages?"

The motherlander on the TV still smiled and said: "These were sent to me by my assistant recently. Some people on the Internet seem to hate me very much. I don't even know what I did to them, and I will be insulted by them."

"Everyone can read this one."

In the TV, a message was enlarged on the screen.

'In the end, I was the first: the people of the motherland are stupid people, maybe the National Defense Congress was established at his behest, otherwise why didn't he stop it immediately.Now I seriously suspect that his fight with the big jellyfish was a special effect of a movie, and he threatened the federal government to play a scene with him in order to portray himself as the savior! '

After a few seconds of display, the camera returns to the motherlander.

At this time, the people of the motherland have already looked at the president.

"Mr. President, look, did I threaten the federal government to act?"

The president looked serious: "There is absolutely no such thing."

Then he said: "People from the motherland, we will discuss the matter of rectifying the order of the Internet later. Let's carry out the award ceremony first."

The people from the motherland shook their heads: "No, no, no, this is very important."

He faced the camera, took out a document, and showed it to the camera: "For a long time, we didn't pay attention to the order of the Internet, which led to disorder on the Internet."

"This makes many people speak irresponsibly and even incites people to attack others personally."

"Someone might say."

"People from the motherland, everyone just talk about it, and you won't die if you talk about it. Do you have to worry about it?"

"Here I want to say to these people, you are wrong, language can kill people."

"Look at the statistical document in my hand."

"Just in the past year, in our federal territory alone, the number of people who chose to commit suicide due to cyber violence reached 2871."

"There are 15423 people who suffer from depression, schizophrenia or other mental illnesses due to cyber violence."

"This is only what can be counted, and the number of people who have not been counted is unknown."

The people from the motherland raised the documents in their hands and said: "These people could have enjoyed their lives happily and safely."

"But because they were squeezed out by some people on the Internet, they were attacked with ulterior motives, which led to their suicide or mental illness."

"And nobody stepped up to take responsibility for them."

"no!"

The motherlander smiled and pointed to the big screen at the back: "Then, these so-called celebrities on the Internet, why do they dare to be so unscrupulous?"

"At the end of the day, the root of the problem is that they think they are safe."

"They hide behind the network, the public doesn't know who they are, so they do whatever they want."

"Here, I'm going to tell them."

"No!"

"Days like these will never come back."

"Everyone in here who attacked me."

"I will find you and judge you."

"Yes."

"I will not tenderly persuade you to apologize, make you repent, or send you to prison for ten and a half months, and then return to your old ways after you come out."

"No, with me, you have no chance."

There was an uproar in the TV.

A reporter asked: "People from the motherland, haven't you considered what kind of impact this will have on you?"

The man from the motherland laughed, pointed at the reporter and said, "That's a good question."

"Look at these people up here."

"Why do they dare to attack others like this, even me."

"In addition to thinking that they are safe hiding behind the Internet, they also think that I will finally choose to hold back my anger and pretend that nothing happened because of the impact."

"wrong."

"Very wrong."

The motherlander pointed to the camera and said, "I don't care, you know?"

"What support rate, what influence."

"Do you love me and support me?"

"I don't care about any of these things."

"Even if I can become a federal general today."

The motherlander shrugged his shoulders: "None of these have any effect on me."

"In the past, I thought that you couldn't just burn the whole house to the ground because it was too messy and things were not put away in different categories."

"Now I find that I was wrong. My magnanimity did not win gratitude, but instead let some mice jump on my head and play wild."

"So I decided to correct that mistake."

"From now on, I will take a zero-tolerance approach."

"I will fight back and use the most drastic means to show my position."

"And it all starts now."

The natives snapped their fingers.

Suddenly, windows appeared on the two large screens behind the award platform.

In those windows, faces appeared.

And in it.

Derrick saw his back.

He immediately looked back at the computer that was not turned off, saw the camera on the computer, and immediately understood what was going on.

So he rushed over and turned off the computer.

But nothing works.

His figure still appeared on the TV, this time it was the surveillance cameras in his home that played a role.

"No!"

"No!"

"He's breaking the law."

"He has violated the privacy of citizens!"

Derrick screamed.

On the TV, the people of the motherland seemed to hear his words.

The motherland laughed: "Those who wantonly attack me have no right to privacy."

After speaking, his figure disappeared from the TV screen.

almost at the same time.

It's like juggling.

The blond man with a smiling face appeared in front of Derrick.

Derrick screamed, shrank into the corner, and pointed at the people from the motherland: "You, you, don't come here."

Azu looked at the fat man with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Dark Lemon."

He snapped his fingers.

On the TV screen, Derrick's other messages appeared.

'Dark Lemon: What?The people of the motherland are going to be generals?A clown like this is not worthy of being a general, he is not as wise as a dog! '

'Dark Lemon: Here he is, and he fell from the sky again, does he think his posture is cool?In my opinion, this is naive and shameful, like a child attracting everyone's attention. Of course, I said that people from the motherland are giant babies who haven't grown up. No one should object, right? '

Behind these comments, the number of likes that Derrick once enjoyed very much is now stinging his eyes.

Derrick said with trembling teeth: "Sir, please listen to my explanation."

Azu raised a finger: "Don't talk."

"How about it."

"Venting your dissatisfaction with life on the Internet, attacking an obvious target, especially if this target can't fight back against you, makes you feel very happy, right?"

"For a split second, you feel like a god, don't you?"

"But it's a pity, Mr. Dark Lemon, the good times are over."

"Because you provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked."

"Because you have provoked a man who is not afraid to make an enemy of the whole world."

"So, goodbye."

In Azu's eyes, a pure golden light shone.

The light suddenly illuminated Derrick's room.

It also lights up the TV screen.

On the TV screen, lights like this lit up one after another.

The entire White House has lost its voice.

No, the whole world is quiet at this moment!
After a moment.

Azu returned to the front of the White House, smiled and said: "That's it for today, I hope others will learn from it."

"I reiterate that the Internet is not a place of lawlessness, and it is time for the federal government to strengthen regulations in this area."

"There will be recommendations from MPs at a later date."

"Okay, I still have something to do."

"As for the general's medal, I have already received it, so there is no need for the award ceremony."

"that's it."

After speaking, Azu soared into the sky.

After staying in the sky for a while, it flew towards New York.

After a while.

On the Internet, all major forums exploded.

'crazy!The people of the motherland are crazy, he actually tried and executed those people, my God, I can't believe this is true. '

'I think that's fine, those trolls be damned!The people of the motherland saved them, and they slandered him on the Internet like this. He deserves to die. It would be better for garbage like this to die more. '

'I'm rooting for the Homelander, he's so forthright, that's what I like about him.Internet trolls, shiver, your days are over. '

'Haha, I'm not the only one who thinks that people from the motherland are so cool!These shady garbage will only hide behind the network and attack, and they deserve to be killed. '

'God, are you all crazy?You actually support the people of the motherland to do this, he is above the law, so who do you think will guarantee our safety? '

'Upstairs, keep your heart in your stomach. People from the motherland are not special cases. Are there still few people in this world who are above all living beings?Anyway, you can't reach their level, and those bosses won't come here to deal with you, an unknown person, unless you are as cheap as that 'Dark Lemon' and insist on hitting the boss's muzzle, then I don't explain. '

All over the Internet.

In the White House, President Rick Archibald was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.

He did not expect that an honor ceremony would be staged in such a way, let alone that the people from the motherland left the White House without even finishing the ceremony.

In the office, the president seldom couldn't control his emotions and yelled.

"He doesn't care about us at all."

"He never took this country to heart!"

"Look what he said!"

"He feels that the entire federation belongs to him, and the federation is just a house of his. If he is offended, he will razed the house to the ground at any time!"

"He regards himself as the master of the house and the master of the Federation. Now the whole world knows that we are all clowns, all of us!"

General Mike smiled wryly: "On the surface, he is warning those who criticize him on the Internet at will, but in fact he is reminding us."

"He wants to tell us that he is the master of the federation, and the reason we still exist is because he doesn't want the federation to disappear from the earth."

"More than that."

The president, who had calmed down, smoked and said, "He also conveyed a very important message."

"He's not bound by anything."

"The law, or morality, or what people think of him."

"He doesn't care at all."

"He's warning us not to try to control him with these things."

The office was silent.

After a while.

The President said, "How is Mallory going?"

"Has she got the weapon that can kill the people of the motherland?"

General Mike immediately said: "I have contacted her before, and she said that she has sent someone to get that weapon, and I will contact her later."

The president nodded and said, "Hurry up."

"The people of the motherland don't die for a day, and I don't want to sleep peacefully for a day."

blink of an eye.

It has been a few days since the White House was honored.

In the past few days, the trial of the people of the motherland is still highly discussed.

Every day, countless netizens are arguing about this matter.

Just today, a member of Congress proposed the 'Internet Real Name System' bill.

The bill is now in the process of going through the process. Once it is passed, the name and IP address will be displayed when speaking on the Internet in the future.

So the discussion among netizens began to shift to this bill.

It was almost noon, on the streets of New York, a man was walking blankly.

He seemed to have not tidied up his appearance for a long time, with a long beard and dirty clothes, like a homeless man.

People passing by looked at him in disgust, and then hid away.

The homeless man looked around blankly, he seemed to know this place, but also seemed to not know it.

He came to a street corner, where a piece of Russian music was playing in an ice cream truck.

Hearing the Russian language in there, the homeless man froze for a moment, and then an unusually sharp voice sounded in his mind.

The screen flashed before my eyes.

He saw someone stabbing him in the mouth with a machine gun and shooting.

I saw people wearing masks cutting their own eye masks with a scalpel.

I saw many horrible scenes.

It reminded him of many things.

He held his head in pain, and the nearby gravel on the ground vibrated, moving closer to him bit by bit.

A moment later, his chest lit up, as if a volcano was about to erupt inside.

The homeless man roared, straightened his body, uncontrollably ejected a scorching and dazzling light from his chest.

The brilliant light flow like a volcanic eruption made a passer-by in front unable to avoid it, and was immediately blasted into pieces. The light flow drove straight into the building in front of it, and blasted the building across.

Suddenly there was screaming in the street.

"what happened?"

"Is this a superhuman villain?"

"Help!"

The streets were in chaos as people scrambled to stay away from the homeless man.

After releasing that energy, the homeless man looked around blankly, and finally the focus fell on the building he destroyed.

He took two steps back, then quickly left the scene.

Although New York is now a little strange to the homeless man, some things remain the same.

The homeless man found an apartment and knocked on one of the rooms.

The door opened, and a well-dressed old man poked his head out.

When he saw the homeless man, he exclaimed, "Damn it."

"Really, unfortunately, I'm not a ghost."

The homeless man put his hand on the door frame, looked at the old man and said, "My battle suit should be with you."

"After all, you are a nostalgic person."

Just when superhuman villains appeared on the streets of New York, in an underground warehouse in Brooklyn.

Mallory looked at Frankie who kept pouring wine into her mouth, and she spread her hands: "Why didn't you tell me when you came back."

"You know how hard it took me to find you."

"So do you have to explain to me why you are the only one who came back and killed the people of the motherland?"

"Maybe you hid underground and didn't watch the news, so you don't know what the people of the motherland did a few days ago."

"Now the president is worried about the people of the motherland, and he hopes to be able to control that weapon."

"Frankie, damn it, can't you just say a word?"

The Frenchman put down his glass, raised his head, and said sadly, "The mother's milk is dead, ma'am."

"Right in front of my eyes, he slammed and turned into jelly all over the floor, the red kind."

"There's no weapons there at all, just the damn soldier boy!"

(End of this chapter)