Chapter 1521 Worldwide Protests

Author's Note: Unedited Chapter

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The scene outside the courthouse was heartwarming as the crowd increased, ranging from people Gustav had helped in the past to reporters and other media outlets.

It seemed like it would never end till Aildris brought his hover car over and revved the engine up to get the group's attention.

Gustav and the others pushed through the crowd to get into the luxuriously built red hover car.

Sighs of relief could be heard within the car as they sped off.

Falco turned to the group with a thoughtful expression. "So, about that vacation we were talking about," he said. "Where should we go?"

Matilda's eyes lit up with interest. "A vacation sounds wonderful. I'm in."

Angy nodded in agreement while her fingers and Gustav's were locked. "Let's go somewhere peaceful, where we can all relax and enjoy each other's company."

E.E. grinned. "I hear the beaches at Elysium Prime City are amazing this time of year. Crystal clear waters, white sandy beaches, and no cosmic battles in sight."

Aildris nodded thoughtfully. "Elysium Prime sounds perfect. We could use some suns.h.i.+ne and relaxation."

Gustav looked around and chuckled. "Elysium Prime it is, then."

Empress Dahria, who had been quietly observing, smiled softly. Can partic.i.p.ate in this Elysium prime vacation as well?"

"Of course, you're very welcome to," Angy held her hand cheerfully.

"It's nice to finally meet you. Matilda mentioned you in the past," she added.

"Thank you, Angy," Empress Dahria smiled while responding.

They were surprised that Dahria was interested in joining them since she was an Empress and had an entire planet to run but none of them were against the idea.

As the saying went; the more... The merrier.

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For the next couple of days, the news of Gustav's innocence spread like wildfire across the planet.

Every media outlet, news channel, and social media platform was buzzing with updates and a.n.a.lysis. Headlines blared from every screen: "Gustav Cleared of All Charges!" "World Government Deception Exposed!" "Protests Erupt Over Misconduct!"

The streets of major cities were alive with the sound of voices raised in anger and solidarity.

People gathered in droves, holding signs and chanting slogans, demanding justice for Gustav and accountability for those who had wronged him. The atmosphere was electric, charged with the fervor of a population that felt betrayed.

"Hold the government accountable!" a protester shouted through a megaphone in the heart of Atrihea city which was buzzing with thousands of demonstrators. "We demand the accusers be held accountable! No more lies!"

Another protester, a woman with fiery eyes and a resolute expression, held a sign that read, "Scientists to Court!" She turned to the person beside her. "They wanted to turn him into a lab rat! They should be the ones standing trial now!"

The media scrambled to cover the escalating situation. Reporters stood on the frontlines of the protests, their faces tense as they delivered live updates.

"This is Jane Roberts reporting from the center of Atrihea," a reporter said, her voice barely audible over the chants. "The public outcry has reached a boiling point. Citizens are demanding that the government and the scientists who conspired against Gustav be held accountable."

Inside news studios, heated debates were taking place. Pundits and a.n.a.lysts argued over the implications of the recent revelations.

"It's clear that the government has a lot to answer for," one a.n.a.lyst said, gesturing pa.s.sionately. "They deceived us all, and they need to be held responsible for their actions."

"But let's not forget the bigger picture here," another countered. "Gustav's display of power raises questions about the true extent of his abilities. Is he really the world's strongest Mixedblood? More powerful than Jack?"

The debates raged on, both in the media and on the streets. Some believed the stories of Gustav's unparalleled strength, citing his recent feats as undeniable proof. Others were skeptical, insisting that the media was exaggerating his abilities.

Meanwhile, the corridors of power were in turmoil. Government officials and alliance leaders were scrambling to address the growing crisis. In a high-level meeting room, a group of them sat around a large table, their faces etched with worry.

"We need to contain this situation," one official said, his voice urgent. "The public is calling for our heads. We have to show that we're taking action."

"The scientists involved are already on the run," another added. "We need to find them and bring them to justice before things get completely out of hand."

MBO officers were dispatched to hunt down the scientists that were shown in the footage displayed by SJ. Their mission was clear: apprehend those who had conspired against Gustav and bring them to court. The officers moved cautiously knowing that the eyes of the world were upon them.

They had to make it look like they were truly rooting out the bad ones so many had to be sacrificed.

In a quiet, dimly lit apartment, one of the fugitive scientists, Dr. Malcolm Voss, paced nervously. His once-respected career was in ruins, and he knew that he couldn't stay hidden forever. A news report on the TV caught his attention, and he listened intently.

"The MBO has issued arrest warrants for several scientists, MBO officers and government dignitaries." the anchor said. "Authorities are urging these individuals to turn themselves in peacefully."

Dr. Voss sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "This is a nightmare," he muttered to himself. "I never wanted it to come to this."

Just then, a knock on the door startled him. He froze, his heart pounding. The knock came again, more insistent this time.

"Dr. Voss, we know you're in there," a voice called out. "This is the MBO. Open the door and come out with your hands up."

Dr. Voss mind raced as he thought about how to get out of this situation.

He turned to the balcony and grabbed a jacket to cover himself before jumping out.

The moment he activated his bloodline to turn himself weightless, a figure in MBO uniform leapt from below and grabbed onto him.

Other MBO officers in the surroundings, sprang into action as well.

Energy binding nets were shot upwards and the scientist got covered up instantly, causing his bloodline energy to immediately dissipate.

He fell from the air alongside the other MBO officer

They were both caught and the officer got freed.

"Dr. Malcolm Voss, you're under arrest," one of the officers said while stepping forward to place him in energy cuffs. "You have the right to remain silent..."

This wasn't the only place where such an occurrence was taking place. The other scientists were being hunted as well.

Commander Xanatus did well to wittle out the corrupt MBO officers as well and added to the list. The officers who were being hunted were the hardest to sc.r.a.p up but they were slowly making progress.

As the protests continued and the search for the fugitive scientists intensified, the world watched with bated breath. The story of Gustav's innocence and the subsequent fallout had captivated everyone, sparking a global conversation about justice, power, and the responsibilities of those who wield it.

The days pa.s.sed, the protests showed no signs of abating. Crowds gathered outside government buildings, demanding transparency and accountability. Signs bearing slogans like "Justice for Gustav" and "End Government Corruption" filled the streets.

One evening, a group of protest leaders managed to secure a meeting with high-ranking government officials. The atmosphere in the room was tense as the two sides faced each other.

A protest leader, a young woman with a fiery gaze, spoke first. "We represent the voices of the people. We demand that the government take full responsibility for its actions and hold those responsible accountable."

A government official, his face lined with stress, responded. "We understand the anger and frustration of the public. We are taking steps to address the situation and ensure that justice is served."

The young woman leaned forward, her voice steady but fierce. "Words are not enough. We need concrete actions. The scientists who conspired against Gustav must be brought to justice, and the government must implement reforms to prevent such abuses of power in the future."

The official nodded, recognizing the gravity of the situation. "We will do everything in our power to make things right. The people deserve the truth, and we are committed to providing it."

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Elysium Prime was a paradise on Earth, a perfect escape from the chaos that had gripped the planet. The city beach, with its pristine white sands and crystal-clear waters, was the epitome of serenity and beauty. The sun hung high in the sky, casting a golden glow over everything it touched.

Angy, Empress Dahria, Vera, and Matilda were all dressed in vibrant swimsuits that accentuated their figures.

Angy's suit was a playful, floral print that matched her sunny personality. Empress Dahria's was an elegant, deep blue that complemented her regal bearing. Vera chose a fiery red number that was the opposite of her damp spirit, and Matilda's swimsuit was a smooth black, understated yet stunning.

They laughed and chatted as they relaxed on the beach, enjoying the feel of the warm sun on their skin and the gentle breeze that carried the scent of the ocean.