He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

In the control room at the bottom of the platform, the Minister of Internal Affairs, an old lady with a resolute look in her eyes, who was in charge of the overall ceremony control, was supporting the shoulder of the cat who was in charge of the technology.

"what's the situation?"

The cat nervously reported, "Minister, we have retrieved the data of these voters, and without exception, they are all students, with 75.1% being university students."

"They're just a bunch of consumables, so their opinions don't matter. But let the data not look too bad; let it rise to around 300 billion and then stop."

"I understand, meow."

The cat quickly issued commands on the control panel to lock the increase in the number of "agree" votes.

The number of votes rose from 100 million per second to 1000 million per second, but ultimately stopped at 314 billion.

The minister erupted in anger: "What's wrong with you? How could you suddenly stop? Do you have any experience in manipulating votes? The rate of increase should have slowed down first, and then gradually stopped. Didn't you just give yourself away?"

The cat quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Minister, I don't have much experience. I just got to this position, and there are many things I don't understand, meow. I'll correct myself now, meow."

"How can we change it now? Wouldn't that make it even more obvious? What's the actual number of votes?"

The cat quickly checked the data: "The actual vote count is now 1200 billion to 58 trillion, meow."

"The gap is still quite large. These shameless students have no gratitude towards the Alliance." The minister suddenly changed the subject, "What is your position?"

The cat shuddered in fright: "Reporting to the minister, I'm just a section-level cadre, cat."

"From now on, this kind of work should be done by bureau-level cadres."

The cat grumbled inwardly: Even bureau-level officials don't know this; all they do is brag, meow.

Looking at the frozen "agree" votes on the screen and the ever-increasing "disagree" votes, the Supreme Leader said to Li Ji: "It seems that your opinion is indeed not unique. It's a pity that it is ultimately the opinion of a minority."

The supreme leader turned to the audience below, looking at the surging crowd of heads and Nini floating in the air.

"Does anyone have any further opinions? Feel free to speak your mind and say whatever you want!"

"I have an opinion!"

A loud sound came from below the stage, but no one could pinpoint its source.

The minister in the monitoring room pressed down on the cat's shoulder: "No need to focus on him anymore, this part is too long, let's finish it quickly. He's noisy, mute his voice."

The owner of the voice did not receive the same treatment as Nini; no one knew where the voice came from, and he did not make any new sounds.

The Supreme Leader looked down at the audience and said, "Our colleagues said they didn't hear anything; perhaps I misheard."

"You heard me right, I heard it."

Li Ji's tone was resolute; they had come this far, and there was no way to back down.

The students have already stood up, but their voices aren't loud enough, so we need more voices to come in.

"Oh? Could you please help me identify who that was?"

Li Ji looked at the dense crowd below him and couldn't find the source of the sound.

He thought anxiously: "Why don't you shout it again?"

But the man didn't shout anymore; strictly speaking, he was unable to shout.

At the edge of the square, a pool of purple, foul-smelling mud dressed in a green bodysuit was frantically waving its hands and shouting incessantly, yet no sound came out. Around it, eight mechanical bees formed a cube, enveloping it and isolating it from the transmission of sound from the outside.

Suddenly, a land shark darted out from the crowd and flew overhead, causing a commotion.

Shark swallowed all eight mechanical bees one by one. He let Mud hug him, pressing its mud mouth against his gills, and a loud voice came from its mouth.

"I agree with him!"

"I am a cleaner! I am a cleaner at the Supreme Leader's residence!"

"I was once deeply proud to be a cleaner at the Supreme Leader's Palace!"

"But then I realized that there was no difference between here and anywhere else."

"The cleaning standards of the Supreme Leader's Office must be absolutely spotless. Compared to robots and high-value detergents, the cost of manual labor is much lower."

"My job is to devour all the filth in the entire Supreme Leader's residence!"

"I'm the highest-paid janitor in the entire league, but it's no use."

“I don’t have enough money to live on. My loans keep piling up, my hospital bills are getting longer and longer, and my health is getting worse and worse. The doctor said I won’t live past this year.”

"I don't know why. I've always been an excellent student, working hard and studying diligently. Why did this end up like this?"

What are we living for?

"I believe there are many ordinary workers like me, and we are all like this. Stand up! Make your voices heard! Don't be swallowed up by the times! We're all going to die anyway, so I'd like to choose a different way to die!"

The entire venue was deathly silent, with only Li Ji's solitary applause echoing through the air.

The elderly female minister in the monitoring room said dismissively, "First students, now workers, they're all a bunch of worthless cod. How's the voting data going?"

The cat frowned: "It's still surging, the growth rate has already exceeded that of the 'disagreement'. The total has reached 2 trillion cats."

"That's not many. What about the number of those who disagree?"

"The total number of those who disagree is 59 trillion meows."

"It just reached 58 trillion, why is the growth so slow?"

"I don't know either, that's just how natural growth is, meow. Minister, what should we do?"

"You speed up the growth rate of 'disagree' votes, then give 'agree' votes a surge, and then quickly slow it down. This way, people voting in front of the screen will feel that their votes are valid. But there aren't many people who agree with them, so they will lose confidence. Ordinary people are the easiest to manage."

The Supreme Leader, devoid of facial features and unable to discern emotions, simply stated: “I am pleased with this citizen’s suggestion. We do indeed need to reconsider the welfare benefits for certain positions within the Supreme Leader’s Office. We will provide you with basic medical insurance, just like other employees within the establishment.”

"What's the use! I'm fucking dying!"

The mud-smelling old lady's frankness startled even the supreme leader.

The whales maintaining stability on the periphery were about to take action, but were stopped by their superiors, because the supreme leader had given a signal that no rash actions were allowed, and he needed an occasion to show his affability and understanding.

The Supreme Leader said gently, "I understand your anger. The Alliance will cover all your medical expenses, so you don't need to worry."

The mud-smelling old woman persisted, asking a thought-provoking question: "If I can be saved by cursing you here, who will save the vast majority of my fellow workers? Everyone is suffering from overwork and illness, and they won't live past forty. Even after they die, they will have to sell their organs to pay off debts, or even leave the debts to their children and grandchildren."

"I was spared because I was here today, but who will care about them? Will the Alliance care about them?" (End of Chapter)