The following morning.
At 9:48, in the "outside world" within the borders of the Twelfth Nation.
"Oh, there's a live feed, there's a live feed!"
In a small room, a man seated in a wheelchair sees the illuminated screen on the television and waves his hands and feet excitedly... Due to physical constraints, he can only carry out half of his intended movements.
The scene on the screen is lively. Twelve minutes to the speech. The square is already packed with impassioned citizens, who cheer in anticipation of the arrival of the city's hero.
"Two hours."
The speaker is a tall woman dressed in a navy blue suit, "This is the time that the Rebel Army can provide to us."
"You've done us a great favor, Ke Ling."
A man with slicked-back hair greets her with a full-faced smile, sneakily casting a glance at her legs sheathed in black silk.
