If the people of District 25 had been asked what made them feel that the war, which had barely affected them, was finally over, their answer would have been the announcement made over the past few days: the Federation would soon sign a peace agreement.
Although District 25 had barely been affected by the war, plenty of people still followed developments. And once the news was confirmed, practically all of District 25 began broadcasting it.
The giant screens in shopping malls, the little ads that squeezed into seemingly every gap in their communications, the shows whose ads could not be skipped without a subscription-and still had subscriber-exclusive ads even with one-and the home pages of streaming apps.
From every television station broadcasting it nonstop to marketing accounts in every household's news feeds frantically singing the praises of Jonas and District 25, even radios in the Slums that were worth less than electronic junk could pick it up. Those with even less could simply listen to other people chatting and would probably still get the gist of what had happened.
In even more extreme cases, people simply opened a notepad and had someone else read it aloud.
Thankfully, it had not reached the point where reciting Jonas's glorious achievements earned you free food, along with a little flag and cap bearing his face.
This was not Jonas's doing. In fact, every conglomerate in District 25 had launched its own publicity campaign as soon as it received confirmation. The Alt Conglomerate had handled the entire war, and apart from a few necessary expenses, their interests had barely suffered.
Honestly, one of the better outcomes they had anticipated was the Alt Conglomerate swallowing up all their assets. Yet it had not chosen to strike at this critical juncture, and they had emerged almost