At the same time, on the outskirts of Seven Seas City, the scarlet Phantom 911 drove out of the city, leaving the archipelago's towering skyscrapers behind.
Soon, the vast ocean filled almost the entire view of the two passengers in the car.
Perhaps the sea stretching across the Starfall Sea was simply too breathtaking. The passengers in the sports car remained silent. Only the onboard terminal kept running, broadcasting live footage from the Capitol.
"Our foremost task should be to end systemic racism and rebuild our broken justice and welfare systems. More importantly, we must give children the chance to grow up and receive an education, instead of making them child laborers in sweatshops. We must give young people hope that they can raise families and build good lives, rather than forcing them to scrape by at the very edge of survival."
Madam Pametin's impassioned words echoed through the car. Her voice was gentle yet resolute, brimming with strength and carrying a rhythm that was hard not to admire.
"As a former member of the Congressional Committee on Education and Child Welfare, please allow me to say something terribly impolite: let's put an end to these pointless discussions. The media reports are true—in fact, they've even been somewhat sanitized. Honorable members, take your eyes off your grand visions of distant stars and vast oceans for a moment, and turn some of your attention to the vulnerable people around you: the laborers at the very bottom, and the children who should be happily studying in school but have no choice but to toil instead. They are the foundation of this country!"
Gongsun Qing finally sighed. "That was beautifully said. If Mr. Guimo were still alive, he might have become great friends with Madam Pametin—perhaps even comrades-in-arms."
Freya kept driving, a helpless