Attilan had not been built brick by brick by the Inhumans. In fact, it had originally been an Ancient Kree Outpost.
Its gravity, dome, life-support systems, and seemingly high-tech communication devices had all come from Kree technology left behind.
By Earth standards, there were practically no proper scientists here, only reverse engineers. Attilan might have automated systems capable of operating on their own for long periods without human maintenance, but they did not know how to use them.
Every day, Dome Maintenance Workers had to inspect the thin protective layer and feed the Minerals produced by the mines into the Mineral Processor.
And now, they had all gone on strike.
With things having developed this far, even killing Maximus would have been meaningless for Black Bolt. What he needed to do now was persuade these workers.
In the square, Black Bolt stood atop a raised platform with the members of the Royal Family and addressed the people below.
"People of Attilan, we have all made mistakes.
"Though we have failed you and failed to heed your calls for equality, believe me when I say that I have always placed Attilan's needs above our own."
Medusa translated Black Bolt's words.
But honestly, this King truly was not suited for speeches, and Medusa was even less suited to be his mouthpiece.
Hearing Black Bolt's words, the commoners looked at one another.
The people might have been foolish, and they might have lacked the imagination needed to envision the outside world, but through the supplies Maximus had brought in, they had found a way to learn about it.
Those stories, songs, paintings, and other things had greatly stirred their imaginations. And among those supplies were things like Virtual Reality Pods, whose new worlds had left them intoxicated.
The free trade Maximus advocated had