No matter what Tang En thought in his heart, at least at this moment, he spoke eloquently, presenting a pleasant front.
Many "conservatives" who originally stood firmly on the Elder's side lowered their heads under Tang En's angry rhetoric, an obvious "wavering" appearing on their faces.
Tang En's words indeed expressed their innermost feelings.
For years, they had endured, surviving underground like garbage.
They couldn't see the sunlight, relied on filtered wastewater, stole the nutritional liquid from garbage disposal stations, and ate the biomass canned food made in factories categorized as "biomass-transforming machine-type energy."
They had doubted, cried, suffered, mourned, and hesitated.
But in front of the massive intelligent machine legion, they, humans, were too weak, so much so that these grievances were tightly oppressed by the terrifying rule of the intelligent machine legion, and no one dared to be the leading bird.
