This Man Was as Free as the Wind

The flowing white cloak was quite eye-catching under the moonlight.

The man lying on the ground raised his head, a hint of fear in his eyes, and thought, "It looks so free. Only a life I could never have imagined could have fostered such a carefree personality, right?"

He clutched his stomach in pain; the protesters had already crossed the street, and there was no one around anymore.

If we leave him lying here alone, by the end of the night, there will be another disgusting corpse on the street.

He would be placed in a white cloth by the street office staff, lifted up, and thrown into the crematorium, leaving this world quietly.

This is the fate of ordinary people here.

Wang Yu's mind began to wander.

In his last moments before losing consciousness, he seemed to see that white thing fall, like a light feather.

When Wang Yu woke up, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar room.

Faint conversations could be heard coming from outside the door, which wasn't completely closed.

"I've already sent someone to investigate his background."

"His name is Wang Yu, 24 years old. His parents died in an accident while working in the mines, and he moved into a single dormitory room to make a living by repairing sewers."

"However, he hasn't been to work for the past few days. I found out he went to a nearby clinic, probably because he wasn't feeling well, but he didn't register for treatment. If he continues like this, he won't be able to afford his rent."

"Yes, I know this is unreasonable."

A strange voice seemed to be saying something, and it even mentioned his name, which made him perk up to listen to what the person outside was saying.

My stomach was already aching slightly, but after being unconscious for a while, my condition improved a lot; at least it wasn't as painful as before.

"This is one of the rights we are currently fighting for."

The unfamiliar voice continued speaking.

Wanting to hear more clearly, Wang Yu quietly walked to the door and pressed his ear against it. Now, the sounds coming from outside were much clearer.

He also heard people outside saying his name.

"Wang Yu's parents died in an accident while working in the city, moving minerals. The city should have provided their families with workers' compensation and death benefits, at least ensuring that this child wouldn't be left without money for medical treatment."

Skywing leaned against the wall of the hall, next to him stood a man dressed in an manner that clearly indicated he was an elite individual.

He was wearing a fitted black suit with a white shirt underneath, his tie was neatly tied, his expression was serious, and he stood very straight.

Buxi was one of the initiators of the march and a member of the Skywing Alliance.

He was among the earliest to come into contact with Skywing A, and he was responsible for everything from the animations played in the square to finding people to infiltrate ordinary people and shout inflammatory words to awaken their consciousness.

His encounter with Skywing A was both dramatic and quite ordinary.

One day, after work, Buxi returned to his beautifully furnished apartment, exhausted, only to hear a noise coming from his balcony.

He followed the sound and was surprised to see Skywing A standing quietly on the balcony railing with his back to him.

At that time, Skywing A had just taken the strange thing away from the higher-ups, who were also afraid of Skywing A's identity and dared not pursue the matter further.

Buxi had no idea that the person in front of him had stolen the most important source of energy for the city's survival.

He simply couldn't resist striking up a conversation with Asuka after seeing Skywing.

After exchanging a few words, he was drawn to Skywing A's ideas and, upon learning that Skywing A planned to change the city, he couldn't wait to get involved.

As Buxi spoke, he recalled his first meeting with Skywing A. At that time, he thought Skywing A was a very easy-going person with a good personality.

But as he spent more time with him, he came to understand the arrogance that seemed to be ingrained in the other person's bones.

But this is different from the arrogance of those high-ranking officials who sit idly by and look down on ordinary people.

Skywing A's arrogance stems from her formidable strength and her unique philosophy.

The more you understand him, the more you are captivated by his character.

This person is as free as the wind.

Unrestrained and uncaptured by anyone.

Buxi composed himself and continued, "The marches will continue. We've already sent people to compete for various positions in the city. Once our people are infiltrated, the implementation of various laws and regulations will be much faster."

While protests can create some public pressure, to truly achieve their goals, they need to exert pressure from multiple angles.

Especially the existence of the city lord.

They can afford to stage protests and infiltrate now, all because the master of City No. 3 isn't in the city.

Remote commands are certainly not as convenient as going into battle personally.

Given that Skywing A's identity was previously unknown and he was suspected of being a monster, the City No. 3 Lord was wary and did not dare to take action.

That's why their operation went so smoothly.

If the City No. 3 Lord were to act directly...

As long as they can't get past the city's defenses, their mission will never succeed.

This is just a small-scale operation, merely an appetizer before the main course.

If we want to extract some benefits from those wealthy and powerful people, especially the city lords who hold the most power, the actions we've taken so far are far from enough.

Buxi was still talking about the plan that the elites in their Skywing Alliance had come up with together.

Inside the room.

The more Wang Yu listened, the more nervous he became. Although he was illiterate and could barely recognize any characters, he could still understand the meaning behind those words.

Isn't this tantamount to instigating a rebellion against the city lord?

Who is the city lord?

He was the most powerful person in the city. He could kill whoever he wanted without having to do anything else. All he had to do was drive anyone who disliked him or dared to offend him out of the city, and that person would definitely not live to see the next day.

Wang Yu involuntarily took a step back, his foot bumping against the bookshelf beside him, making a sound.

Buxi gave me a sharp look.

Their eyes met those of Wang Yu, who was looking panicked behind the crack in the door.

Buxi walked toward the room and opened the door.

Wang Yu stumbled back several steps, nearly tripping over his own feet and falling to the ground.

"You're awake?" Buxi's tone was indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about Wang Yu's eavesdropping.

But Wang Yu felt a chill run down his spine. He had unexpectedly overheard such shocking inside information. Would he be murdered to silence him?

Since he was already ill, his "death due to illness" at this time wouldn't attract anyone's attention.

"I... I won't tell anyone."

As soon as Wang Yu uttered the words, he wanted to slap himself.