The Premier's statements had a hint of anger and despair in them. It was my time to be surprised because I didn't expect that such a thing. I wanted to say that he was lying since he was fine and even a government official was accompanying them as a guide and there were still tons of officials following him but then I realized that there were no security personnels with him as I have seen world leaders getting flocked by.
I am still new to the world knowledge so I had missed that point when I was driving them around. Additionally, the only personnel who had been watching us were journalists. I felt kind of little bad taste in my mouth when I came to realization that our ruler might really had served a jail sentence to the Premier.
"If they were really killed by our ruler as you say then they must have deserved it. In fact you don't deserve to live." Still clinging onto my animosity, I remarked. The Premier wasn't prepared for that response. He talked earlier because he thought this nobody who had been driving them around could feel some sympathy for him. But all he received in return was resentment and hatred.
It appears that the native population of the nation wasn't as uneducated as outsiders had previously believed.
"Then just kill me." said the Premier.
"No. I think looking at your pathetic and pitiful face is much of a satisfaction to me." I said before paying the cashier in the small shop and going back to my place in the car. The tour guide arrived back at that point and instructed everyone to head back to the vehicle. I was relieved that I wouldn't have to deal with these people again.
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Myrene naturally fled the area since she was curious about what the Premier would do if she departed. Interestingly, he went to talk with the driver only to be squatted down heavily. They chose the North Koreans who were currently working for them after investigating their prior actions. Of course, they were told the truth, so they were fully informed. Although seeing their world turned upside down might be too much for them, they had to start somewhere.
North Korea had a new policy that was hell bent on showing that all humans in case of preference were equals, including the one who rules the country and no over the top security will be provided until absolutely required.
Before the Premier and the media were escorted back to the airport, Myrene drove them about for two days. The pilots were not killed in the last murders so he could be easily brought back to Beijing without any problem.
Sauvik and Robin attended his farewell. When the Premier first arrived a few days ago, a large crowd had gathered to welcome him, but when he was departing, only two masked guys waved their hands in his direction.
"I hope the past few days have opened your eyes." Robin spoke in a slightly sarcastic tone.
The Premier trembled a little, but he eventually grinned. He couldn't believe he was getting out of this hellhole alive and without a scratch, but he would undoubtedly have mental scars.
"You better do what we have told you to. You have observed our technological prowess and the inability of your arrogant military to discern that you have been placed under house arrest with us. If we discover that you have done something that could be harmful to our interests, we won't hesitate to have you killed in your workplace; you will vanish from the face of the planet. We'll make sure that everyone knows about every bad thing you've ever done, and we'll make sure that even in death, people will spit on your grave." Sauvik, who had remained silent the entire time and had only been following Robin, finally spoke, and it was devilish to say the least.
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Under the mask, Robin's face was shocked, but he remained silent. He nodded in agreement as he entered the aircraft despite the Premier and the other journalists' horrified expressions. The aircraft landed on the runway and took off for Beijing in a matter of minutes.
Robin and Sauvik removed their masks as soon as the aircraft took flight.
"I thought you don't want me to be a dictator." Robin enquired.
"I know that, you know that, but the outsiders don't need to know. Only if they fear you will they show you respect. If you show them your real feelings they will just walk over you." said Sauvik. Robin gave a nod of approval before heading back to the car.
It was time to open the country!
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After the Kōngjūn 3701 left the North Korean airspace, the first thing that the Premier did was throw away the things that were in the table near him all over the place. He was indignant. He had never felt so degraded in his entire life. He retrieved his satellite phone and made a call to his workplace.
"Leader, welcome back to China." His call was answered by his administrative assistant.
"Shut the fuck up and tell me what had happened during the time I was in North Korea." The premier screamed over the phone. When the Premier yelled, the office assistant, who had been in a very good mood, felt as though he had been dropped into a boiling tank.
He was baffled as to what he had done wrong for the leader to react in this way.
"Uh.. Leader, didn't I just sent you a document describing the current affairs few hours ago?" The office assistant had the guts to inquire since he was perplexed.
"Fuck.." The Prime Minister muttered an expletive. The thing which he saw with that woman changing her body and face shape to Kim Jong un was real and she had impersonated him as they claimed to be.
"I don't give a damn what you sent earlier. Make a new report for what had happened the last few days and send me everything in detail. Including what I had said in response. I want every detail." The premier gritted his teeth and said. He wanted to terminate his assistant and all of his coworkers, but he realized that it would be ineffective.
They actually had no response to the country's technical growth that he had witnessed. The Premier then went on to make calls to other officials and inquire about the situation. He even made a call to his relatives to check on them.
The fact that everything was in place gave him relief. But now he was quite anxious. He wasn't sure what he would need to do at this point.
"You have observed the situation outside. What do you believe we ought to do?" The Premier turned to face the journalists, who were all seated motionless and erect. They shifted in their seats as a result of his statements and turned to face the Premier.
"Leader, if you order us to go to war, we will do as you say."
"Leader, I think whatever choice you make will be the best choice," someone said.
"Leader..."
"Just shut up. I want a real answer. Not now an ass kisser." The Premier yelled back in annoyance. When his life was on the line, none of these two-faced journalists spoke up for him; instead, all he could hear was fake flattery. He desperately wanted to murder them, but he knew it would be ineffective. Long ago, he dug his own grave, and now he was forced into it.
One of the young journalist who had come with the Premier and was silent after much thought said.
"Leader, I believe we should pay attention to what that man in the mask said. We will have to keep our head down until we are confident that we can defeat them in a single fast onslaught. He wants us to report what we saw in their country, so we can do that and watch how other nations respond. The other nations would probably not be pleased with what they would discover once their borders were opened. Once we identify their weakness, we can only attack them. We can also make certain changes to demonstrate our seriousness. That is my personal thought, leader." In the end, the young man trembled when he stated that, but he had a point to make.
The leader gave him a slight nod of admiration. Finally, someone had the courage to tell him the truth, which he desperately needed to hear. He was frustrated but he knew that what the young journalist had said was the truth. Reforms and publicity of the highest order. That was the immediate action he needed to take.
After a few hours, the plane landed at a private airport in Beijing. When the personnel receiving him noticed that there was no security surrounding him, they were highly perplexed but kept quiet because it was known that the Premier was in a very foul mood.
"In a few hours, I need a high-level meeting of all the key party officials. Inform them that they have five hours to get to the Great Hall. They are no longer required to serve as a CCP official if they are unable to attend."