Chapter 363: Chapter 363

Clearly, your demands are so obvious and straightforward.

Expressed in the simplest terms, and still using their language.

This thousand people seemed not to comprehend their own language.

After you finished speaking.

They casually dismiss you, acting as if they hadn’t heard a word you said.

As you glance around at the crowd, not a single look of support can be found.

Instead, most are adorned with mocking expressions.

What immense psychological strength one must have to withstand such a thing.

Even knowing it’s just a game, with NPCs surrounding you, being treated this way... Chang Jie shudders with goosebumps at just the thought, a cold chill sweeping over his whole body.

Originally, I thought these ’Republic’ envoys were stubbornly refusing to retreat.

Chang Jie and the Blue Star netizens feel shocked and admired.

How strong is their mental fortitude to remain calm in such a setting, fighting rationally for their country.

After all, that scenario.

Just imagining it is enough to drive one to despair.

Another silent night.

However, many in the envoy couldn’t sleep.

The conference continues.

Also, it allowed Blue Star netizens to witness a more absurd scene.

As the meeting continued, the victorious nations from World War I gradually tore off their masks for their own interests, presenting a dog-eat-dog drama.

And this drama stretched on for several months.

First came France, due to its proximity to the Imperial.

For its own interests, it demanded severely weakening the Imperial, dividing a great amount of territory and compensation, ensuring its status in Europe.

Meanwhile, the United Kingdom hoped to maintain balance within Europe, opposing excessive weakening of the Imperial, causing the once good allies, France and the UK, to almost come to blows several times during meetings.

Although the United States of America wasn’t involved in Europe, it proposed the ’Fourteen Points’ advocating for national self-determination and an international league, which seriously undermined the interests of both France and the UK.

Eventually, scenes like the American President threatening to leave and the French Prime Minister storming out arose.

The conferences’ uneven interest division led to a deadlock.

Absurd yet reasonable.

Absurd because they’re not even pretending anymore, blatantly grabbing while tearing off all disguises.

Reasonable because it aligns with Blue Star players’ image of Western countries.

This absurd conference lasted several months.

Until, due to prolonged negotiations, the internal populace and interest groups of the various countries couldn’t bear it, protests urged pressure causing concessions from all sides.

Because Japan had already signed a secret agreement with the Great British Empire.

So at the final moment.

Western countries still transferred the ’Republic’s’ land to Japan.

A victorious country’s land, without its own consent, was divided by Western powers to other countries.

Even watching this scene, Blue Star netizens can only feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

It was nothing short of outright robbery.

On the last day of the conference, Chang Jie and other entourages waited outside the Palace of Versailles.

Everyone had lost hope, faces were ashen, and some, unable to face forty million compatriots, wanted to kill themselves on the spot, but were fortunately stopped.

Chang Jie has been in the game during this period.

Although the game time has gone by a few months, the middle part skipped quite a bit of scenes because the three giants were fighting like dogs, so only less than a month has passed on Blue Star reality.

But the time shared, conversations exchanged, allowed Chang Jie to empathize.

After all, the pressure they faced was tremendous.

External pressure, internal pressure, domestic expectation from forty million compatriots, now....

Chang Jie’s live streaming room is silent.

Blue Star players didn’t know what to say, but the plot is as it is, and no one can change it.

Chang Jie’s perspective abruptly shifts.

This thought flashed through both Blue Star viewers and Chang Jie’s minds in the streaming room.

The Paris Peace Conference’s hall comes into view, light from the crystal chandelier overhead reflecting onto the faces of representatives from various countries.

Their faces show arrogance, cold indifference, but more prominently joy, as this months-long negotiation finally reaches its end.

Representatives sign the ’Versailles Treaty’ one by one.

Only in front of the ’Republic’ representative’s seat, the ’Versailles Treaty’ quietly rests.

Gu Wei-jun slowly stands up, picks up the document, walks to the podium, and looks around.

His hand gently lifts the document, then slaps it fiercely onto the podium beside him. This sudden act shocks everyone present in the hall.

At this moment, Gu Wei-jun’s gaze is like a torch, sweeping across representatives of various countries in the hall.

No longer was he the ’Republic’ representative from the past months, endlessly pleading for justice and truth from different countries, but Gu Wei-jun, who had resolved to shout out for his entire nation.

The voice though not high-pitched, exploded like a thunderbolt.

The French Foreign Minister’s face suddenly changed, the British representative frowned tightly, and the Japanese envoy’s expression turned sinister.

Murmurs surged like waves.

Some were shocked, some ridiculed, but more found it unbelievable that a poor, weak nation dared to say "No" under the pressure of powerful countries?

Gu Wei-jun surveyed the crowd, enunciating slowly:

"You can take Shandong, but you cannot take away the dignity of forty million ’Chinese’ people!"

He unhesitatingly tossed the pen onto the table.

Gu Wei-jun turned and left his seat, his figure tall like a pine, and the unsigned treaty served as a silent slap in the face to the powerful.