Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 1)

Chapter 70: Press (3)

"This is a well-made article."

I had initially thought that there would be changes to the story I had proposed, but more importantly, I was pleasantly surprised to find out that the reporters had indeed taken the bait. The story itself didn't just criticize Jung Yura and the abuse of power within the Free City of Lindel.

"But damaging the reputation of such a large guild... Is that okay?"

'Ah, it's very good.'

Titles such as those currently found in the paper would surely elicit a reaction among every reader within Lindel. After all, most people here knew how it felt to be oppressed by a greater force.

Granted, I haven't been treated like that within Lindel as I had fortunately entered a guild still considered prestigious, but I could bet that the smaller guilds would have all experienced such treatment.

To put it simply, getting a place within one of the large guilds automatically equated to being part of Lindel's higher class. In this manner, it wasn't that hard to predict the multitude of corruption cases within the city.

In this particular coverage, all parties involved came from large guilds. Still, since I, a newbie member of a guild that tethered on the edge of ruination, was portrayed as the victim of said familiar oppression, the public was sure to be on my side.

The reaction was almost immediate. The other large-scale guilds went to great lengths to prove that they had better personalities than the Black Swans, and through subtle means, the smaller guilds showed us that they were supporting us.

It felt like a social movement of sorts. This was what the ability to move the masses could amount to. No matter how strong one was, it didn't mean anything if no one supported him. In that same mindset, Lindel's upperclassmen only hold their power because the lower class, as much as they would like to deny it, acknowledge their power.

Simply put, the upperclassmen cannot exist without the lower class. Without people buying weapons from the Red Mercenaries' shop, potions from the Magic Guild, cheap information from the Black Swans, or other merchandise from other guilds, society's higher throngs cannot maintain their standing. They can only do so because those lower than them were responsible for their success.

These people probably forgot - this wasn't the Earth we were so accustomed to living in. In a place like this, logic only worked when it was backed up by power. For this very reason, it was understandable as to why the media did not hold a lot of power. Yet they may have forgotten that the media is the key to getting the people's support.

However, with certain story coverage, I knew people had started to realize just how scary the press could be. The effect was indeed awesome.

In addition to boycotting all businesses operated by the Black Swan Guild, small and medium-sized guilds, renowned explorers, and adventurers had also expressed their intentions to never attack dungeons with any of their members.

'Ah...'

It truly was a frightening event when all the oppressed banded together for a common goal - to raise the voices of the marginalized.

Though each individual had different reasons, they all cooperated just the same.

I knew that, just from this meager little story, I had already helped in the formation of Lindel's revolutionary history.

After I ate my lunch, I headed outside, where several reporters were waiting. Of course, these weren't the same reporters who had bothered to attend my invitation before. These were the ones who did not attend or could smell the money they could gain from also covering this story.