"...Hello, dear listeners. I'm your beloved Mr. House. I heard the Survivor Daily was shut down. I knew this day would come sooner or later. Those idiots spouting nonsense have finally shut their mouths! Of course, I don't care. They never even made a dent in Mr. House Channel's ratings! People will always stand on the right side. Thank you for your unwavering support and choice!"
"Praise the City Lord once again, and praise the inner-city residents who grant us bread, water, and food... Oh, damn that idiot Har. He nearly made me leave the most important matter until last! If not for the great inner-city research institutions improving the synthesis process and consumption standards for nutrient paste, there wouldn't be nutrient paste at one chip per kilogram... Yes, the good news is that nutrient paste has become cheaper again. Bread will gradually follow suit, and soon all of you will be able to afford it. Mr. House guarantees it!"
"Sadly, our neighbors won't enjoy such good times. Without even declaring war on one another, they won an dishonorable war through dishonorable means, and righteous heavenly punishment will soon descend upon their heads. The Alliance is drowning in debt. Not only do they owe us a huge sum, they owe Utopia City quite a bit as well. For that, they had to humiliatingly allow Utopia City residents to build a twenty-story building on their land... Tsk, tsk. Taller than the Administrator's house. But then again, does that mole living in a hole even have a house?"
"Anyway, remember to shut your doors and windows tonight. Those poor bastards will probably be like last time, firing uselessly into the sky in impotent rage and setting off things that crackle and assault people's ears. Don't casually stick your head out, or you