The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 235 The V Word

Constantine wrapped his windbreaker tightly and walked on the streets of London.

There was a drizzle of rain in the sky, painting the sky into a gloomy gray, and the boots stepped on the concrete road, kicking loudly.

In the roadside park, there was a young man who was clearly Middle Eastern, wearing modern clothes, and holding a sign in his hand, which said "I am not a terrorist, hug me please?"

In the past, there may have been countless British people rushing to hug him at this time to show the enthusiasm and kindness of the people of the British Empire.

It is a pity that with the intensification of demonstrations and the apparent separation from the British government, any London resident will have a great dislike for Middle Easterners.

These refugees who claim to be high-level intellectuals such as "lawyers", "doctors" and "engineers" are actually just poor people who left their homes, abandoned their motherlands ravaged by war, and came to the civilized world to seek protection.

All of them love leisure and hate work, preferring to enjoy the social welfare of the UK peacefully, rather than stepping out of the house and looking for work;

All of them are ignorant and partial, questioning and even hostile to the Christianity that the British have always believed in, thinking that the behavior of the British worshiping Christ has seriously hurt their feelings;

There are ulterior motives, robbery, theft, human trafficking, vicious crimes emerge in endlessly, and there are always "gentle refugees" who come out to clean up the land, claiming that these bad guys are only a small part of the refugee group.

What makes London residents most desperate is the behavior of the British high-level officials.

The reason why refugees commit crimes is not because you British people are not good enough. If the British people can truly open their hearts and sincerely welcome these guests, how can they commit crimes?
So, be tolerant, tolerant, understanding, and sympathetic to the refugees, and don't deport these poor people back to their hometowns where the gunfire is raging because of a little thing—how is this different from killing them directly?There is no death penalty in our British Empire now.

Facing the anti-Yingtian people, the media, including the BBC, all accused these people of being the revival of communism and a "dangerous force" that British society needs to be vigilant against.

The people who were inexplicably labeled were naturally reluctant, so all the media began to brainwash wildly. A model of mutual understanding and tolerance, this is the power of human progress.

History is always strikingly similar. Once again, the white leftist ideological trend, which was limited to a small area, overwhelmed the dissatisfaction of the people with a small victory over a large one.

On some online forums, a joke even became popular——

"When they preach LGBT, I don't speak, because I don't care about LGBT;
When they advocated equal rights for blacks, I didn't speak because I don't care about blacks;
When they advocate women's rights and animal protection, I don't speak, because I don't care about women's rights and animal protection;
Later, when they began to bring in refugees in large numbers, I couldn’t speak, because I found that the public opinion of society as a whole had been completely hijacked by special groups, and any voice of opposition would be criticized as opposing the way of life in modern society, opposing the forces of human progress, and opposing everything everything of,
No one speaks for me anymore. "

The vast majority of ordinary people are silent, they hide among the general public, and examine the whole of public opinion with a diving attitude.

Although they have the most simple universal values ​​and the largest number of people, they failed because of their silence.

This is the case in the propaganda field. Once the people in some aspects hold an attitude of indifference and inaction, then there are so-called special groups for this aspect, which will quickly rush to the propaganda field, manipulate the torrent of public opinion, and sweep everything.

This is true for LGBT, the abolition of the death penalty, equal rights for blacks, women's rights, animal protectionism, and the introduction of refugees.

The people of the British Empire finally tasted the bitter fruit of the long-term "indifferent attitude".

If you exert a force, you will get a reaction force. Anyone can see that the actions of the British government will only consume the hearts of the people, and will only continue to accumulate contradictions in the dark, which will burst out one day.

However, for now, Prime Minister Rachel Ross is doing pretty well. Thanks to the help of the blood think tank, she just rightly adjusted the public opinion within an appropriate range.

Dissatisfied, angry, depressed, but at the same time have humble hopes, and will not extravagantly seek the "justice" they want through violent means.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the blood clans that ruled the whole of Europe, fooling and manipulating the people is no more difficult than a rural pig raising teaching manual.

Constantine pulled his thoughts back. As a matter of course, he didn't see even a London passerby embracing the young man from the Middle East. On the contrary, when the eyes of the British people passed him, they were full of indifference and coldness.

Some Scotland Yard police officers in conspicuous uniforms were standing on the side of the road to supervise, waving sticks undisguisedly, staring at these British "compatriots" with cold eyes, warning them not to do any aggressive actions against young people in the Middle East, so as not to hurt them. To this "distinguished guest".

The London police are imposing a curfew to "prevent further rioting," according to Prime Minister Rachel Ross in a televised address.

"Riots? It's ridiculous. Even the Germans bombed day and night during World War II, but it didn't stop the British from going to the library to borrow books."

Constantine stopped, raised his head, and looked at the large electronic screen billboards on both sides of the commercial street and high above the floor.

"Strength comes from unity, and unity comes from faith."

This slogan comes from Prime Minister Ross, a strong woman like Margaret Thatcher, who commands the cabinet forcefully, calling on the people to unite at this very moment, believe in God, believe in the British Constitution, and believe in democracy.

Constantine laughed jokingly, and the misty rain hit the cigarette in his mouth, diluting the faint light of the fire.

He continued on to King's Cross.

This street where the bloody incident took place has completely disappeared from the chaos of the past. Except for the cement workers on the street who are repairing the walls, everything is as usual-the London police strictly prohibit any London residents from holding any form of mourning activities here. Violators face prison time.

Constantine walked into Diagon Alley, played with his hair, and brushed away his wet bangs.

He entered No. 93 Diagon Alley, went up to the second floor of the laboratory, and knocked on the door of the office.

"Please come in." Li Ang's voice came from inside the door.

Constantine walked into it and found another person in the house, a young wizard.

"Boss, I'm here to report."

Constantine withdrew his gaze and said respectfully to Li Ang, "Do you have any tasks to assign to me?"

"Yes." Li Ang nodded, pointed at the young wizard, and said calmly, "This is Harry Potter, your colleague, the savior predicted by the wizard, and also the operator of the magic net system."

John Constantine greeted Harry Potter reservedly, he could feel the majestic power in the wizard.

"In the next few days, I hope you two can make a difference in the dire situation in London."

Li Ang casually snapped his fingers, and immediately an octopus wise servant flew over and placed two clothing bags in front of Harry and Constantine.

Constantine opened the clothing bag, and inside was a black cloak, a round top hat, and a ceramic mask.

On the white porcelain mask was a face that was very familiar to these two British people.

The face of Guy Fawkes, the Catholic British soldier who tried to bomb the House of Lords with black powder in 1605.

There is a playful smile engraved on the mask, a slightly sinister black beard, and two hollow eye sockets that look deep.

"I thought of a name for the temporary combination of the two of you."

Li Ang tapped his knuckles on the table lightly, and said calmly, "What do you think of the name 'V for Vendetta'?"

(End of this chapter)