Replace me as the top scholar? Go talk to my Marshal Grandpa!

In one of the Wang family's villas.

Wang Xian, Wang Zhen, Wang Dongyi, and Wang Yeliu sat on the large, comfortable sofa in the living room.

Wang Yuanshan stood to the side.

Their eyes were all focused on the huge holographic projection screen on the opposite wall.

The screen is showing a live news broadcast.

The live stream showed a huge crowd.

Outside the gate of a very imposing-looking building with a sign that reads "Nanshao Province ×× Department", a large, dark crowd had gathered.

They held up all sorts of banners and placards, chanting slogans in unison with great emotion.

A journalist stood at the front of the crowd, providing live commentary to the camera.

The reporter began by explaining in a serious tone the causes of this large-scale protest:

"...Just recently, a shocking case of 'the provincial top scorer's identity being stolen' occurred in our Nanzhao Province! The Hengjin Group involved in the case was not only incredibly audacious, imprisoning and harming the real provincial top scorer, Wang Xian, but even more shockingly, they secretly developed an extremely dangerous and inhumane 'talent transplantation technology'!"

"This technology can completely extract a person's talent and transplant it into another person!"

"Now that Hengjin Group's crimes have been exposed, it has been completely shut down, and the main suspects have been arrested. This is undoubtedly great news!!"

The reporter then changed the subject:

"However! Hengjin Group has collapsed, but the 'talent transplant technology' they left behind has not been dealt with yet!"

"The very existence of this technology is like a time bomb that could explode at any moment!"

"It means that those in power and influence could plunder the talents of ordinary people at will, once they possess this technology! This will completely destroy the foundation of fairness in our society, plunging all ordinary people into endless panic!"

"That's why a large number of worried people spontaneously gathered here to hold a peaceful protest."

"Their demands are very clear—they hope that the relevant national departments will face up to the enormous harm caused by this technology! They want all data, equipment, and research results related to 'talent transplantation technology' to be publicly and thoroughly destroyed!"

"To prevent this tragedy from happening again, we must address the root causes!"

After providing the background, the reporter decided to interview several protesters at the scene.

She approached a man who looked to be in his thirties and was very agitated.

The reporter handed over the microphone: "Sir, what are your thoughts on 'talent transplantation technology'? Why are you protesting here?"

The man immediately spoke into the microphone, filled with righteous indignation:

"My opinion? My opinion is—this technology is nothing short of demonic! It's anti-human technology!"

"Those people at Hengjin Group have absolutely no moral bottom line when it comes to money and power! They're even capable of kidnapping and stripping others of their talents!"

"They deserve to die! Their company was shut down, and their people were arrested—they deserve it!"

He took a breath and continued:

"But simply arresting people and shutting down companies isn't enough! The most crucial thing is the technology!"

"As long as that technology exists, it could potentially fall into the hands of other people with ulterior motives!"

"Today they can steal the talent of the provincial top scorer, tomorrow they can steal the talent of the city top scorer, the district top scorer, or even any ordinary person with a little talent!"

"Who will dare to encourage their children to work hard after that?"

"Who still believes that hard work can change one's destiny? The future of this country is doomed!"

The man became more and more agitated as he spoke, and his voice grew louder:

"Therefore, we must completely destroy it! Burn all the data! Smash all the equipment! Leave nothing behind! Only in this way can we put everyone at ease! Only in this way can we protect every ordinary person and protect the future of our children!"

Finally, he raised his fist and shouted, "Completely destroy talent transplant technology! Restore fairness to society! Restore hope to the future!"

The reporter then randomly interviewed several other people of different ages and genders.

Their statements were largely the same, with only one core demand: that the government take action to completely destroy this "evil" technology!

We cannot allow it to remain in the world, becoming a Damocles' sword hanging over everyone's heads!

The live stream is still ongoing.

But the people in the living room were no longer paying attention to the live stream.

Wang Xian lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously stroking the armrest of the sofa, lost in thought.

When Aunt Wang Yeliu saw Wang Xian like this, she thought he was worried and sad about losing the opportunity to regain his talent and the overwhelming pressure of public opinion.

My heart ached.

She moved closer, reached out, gently ruffled Wang Xian's hair, and softly comforted her:

"Little Fairy, don't worry too much."

"Your uncle... is out there making his rounds, trying his best to handle this matter."

"He has been in this position for so many years, he knows a lot of people and has a lot of influence. He will find a way to balance all parties and handle this situation well."

Wang Yeliu paused, his eyes sharpening:

"If things really come to the worst, and there's absolutely no other way... then we'll go and inform the old man! Let your grandfather intervene!!"

"I refuse to believe that with the old man around, this matter can't be resolved!"

In Wang Yeliu's view, the old man Wang Junba was the Wang family's ultimate trump card and backer.

As long as the old man gives the word, many things can be easily resolved.

however.

Wang Xian raised her head and slowly shook it.

His expression was calm, but his eyes were very determined.

"No, Auntie." Wang Xian's voice wasn't loud, but it was very clear, "For now... we can't let Grandpa know about this, and we definitely can't let him get involved."

"Why?" Wang Yeliu asked, puzzled and anxious.

Wang Xian looked at the marching crowd on the screen and slowly said:

"Grandpa... he was not only the patriarch of our Wang family, but also the marshal of the Great Xia Dynasty. He was the most sublime and steadfast faith and pillar in the hearts of countless soldiers and ordinary people."

"He represents the dignity of the nation, the will of the army, and the last line of defense for this country."

Wang Xian turned her head and looked at Wang Yeliu, her eyes clear:

"If...Grandpa uses his power and influence to forcibly intervene in this matter, even going against this overwhelming public opinion, for my sake and for the Wang family...Aunt, have you considered the consequences?"

"That would cause the faith of countless people who admire and trust him to crumble!"

"They would feel that even their most trusted military strategist and guardian deity has begun to defy the people's voices and uphold a sinister technology for personal gain... What a heavy blow that would be to the country, to the morale of the army, and to the confidence of the people!"

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