CHAPTER 80: The Trial of the Tyrant
Author: Author Greek
last update2026-07-27 00:01:55

Every single television screen, stock ticker display, and smartphone terminal in the entire state of New York suddenly displayed a single live video feed. The sudden change happened all at once, stopping every normal broadcast on the air.

The bright screens on the streets and inside the big houses blinked rapidly before locking into a steady, high-definition signal lane. People everywhere stopped walking, their eyes wide as they stared at their small phone panels.

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