Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 662 - 620 National Assembly_2

This "certain scale" is undeniably an amount that ordinary people cannot achieve in a lifetime, two lifetimes, or even ten lifetimes.

To put it bluntly, even some small merchants and small factory owners cannot meet this "certain scale" standard.

From the beginning, it excludes the lower classes from the electoral process, making it a game for the wealthy.

In fact, even if ordinary people were given the qualification to run for office, they would still be unlikely to win.

Because campaigning requires canvassing for votes, candidates need to give speeches and organize various activities to gain visibility.

The larger the scale of speeches and activities, the more money is needed!

To give a simple example, Chernobyl's city square is a suitable place for speeches. If you just stand there and speak, naturally you don't need to spend money.

However, unless you are a speaker whose words alone can lead a nation, it is difficult for people to remember your name or what opinions you expressed.

Therefore, generally speaking, those who wish to achieve some effect through speeches will spend money to set up a stage, create banners with their names or political views, and print brochures to distribute to those listening to the speech to deepen their impressions.

They may even need to spend money hiring professional listeners, commonly known as "plants," to prevent a lackluster atmosphere. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Only when all these elements are present can a speech achieve a passable effect, informing the audience of your name and what you intend to do.

However, this alone costs a few hundred even up to a thousand pounds.

This is merely for a single speech!

So the so-called parliamentary elections have always been a game for the rich, with no real relation to the ordinary citizens who need to express themselves.

They might promise some benefits during the campaign, but this is merely what the other party pledges to offer, not what you genuinely need.

Citizens cannot truly benefit from supporting those so-called legislators and representatives; what they get is merely some superficial offerings given to win votes.

To Perfikot, this kind of boring political game was something she had experienced too much in her past life, whether it was the elections for the supreme leader of the Beautiful Country or the gubernatorial elections on the nearby island, all were chaotic and disgusting.

The so-called rights of the citizens to elect and be elected are merely choices between voting for a rotten, pus-filled bastard and another equally repulsive bastard.

Because of this, she deeply loathes those who want to truly establish a parliamentary system!

However, in Ezio's view, although the parliamentary system isn't perfect, it at least represents progress compared to feudal rule.

Thus, he still tried to persuade Perfikot: "Though the parliamentary system has its flaws, if possible, I hope you can support the reorganization of the National Assembly. After all, this would weaken the power of the Noble Council and shift more power to the citizens."

Ezio didn't believe one could become successful overnight; things need to progress step by step, and instant success was not possible in his eyes.

However, Perfikot's opinion was completely contrary to his.

"Ezio, you don't need to persuade me to change my mind. I would have been indifferent if I didn't know about this matter, but since I do, I certainly won't be threatened." Perfikot spoke resolutely, yet she simultaneously offered some compromise: "Rather than trying to change my mind, why don't you attempt to control this petition, and strategically place a few of your people within it, so that in the ensuing parliamentary elections candidates who can genuinely represent the interests of the citizens can be promoted.

I can promise you that as long as you really promote such a candidate who can practically represent the interests of the lower classes, I will agree not to suppress this petition and will assist in the reorganization of the National Assembly."

Perfikot wasn't necessarily intent on suppressing this petition; she was merely displeased with someone trying to sway public opinion to coerce her.

If Ezio can use this opportunity to promote a candidate who represents the citizens, Perfikot wouldn't mind lending a small helping hand in this matter.

She hadn't forgotten the help the Assassin Brotherhood provided her along the way, and her parents were also mentors in the Brotherhood, whose purpose was the promotion of reform.

"So, is it a deal?" Ezio looked at Perfikot, showing an expression of unexpected joy.

Perfikot nodded slightly, without any intention of joking.

Seeing this, Ezio didn't say more, and turned to leave Perfikot's office.

He now only wanted to quickly gather the other mentors of the Assassin Brotherhood to discuss how to handle this matter and how to promote a candidate who truly represents the citizens.

This was the Brotherhood's unprecedented first attempt at something like this. The last time they did something like this, they weren't even called the Assassin Brotherhood, and Perfikot's parents were still alive.

However, being able to realize a long-standing wish was also a rare opportunity for the Brotherhood, and they wouldn't miss this valuable chance.

Nonetheless, before that, Ezio understood he had to find a way to intervene in this petition to prevent anyone from provoking Perfikot.

If she got upset and changed her mind about suppressing the petition, no one could stop her.

Watching Ezio leave, Perfikot's expression showed amusement.

To her, this petition did indeed displease her, but frankly, it hadn't reached the level of needing suppression.

If she had to act, it would likely be just to make an example, avoiding some people from becoming too presumptuous and believing they could truly transcend her or use the so-called 'public opinion' to coerce her.

Perfikot wanted to convey the attitude that she would not be coerced, rather than truly enforcing a crackdown.

But aside from this, Perfikot also considered putting a foot into the parliamentary realm; after all, this so-called elected parliament was a place for representatives of various interests to quibble and argue, wasn't it?

Providing them a place to quarrel would spare her from being pestered.

While contemplating who should be the representative advocating her interests in parliament, Perfikot suddenly remembered Kallen, whom she hadn't contacted for a long time.

Kallen was now the leader of the New Continent dominion, busy with various affairs of the dominion, and hadn't contacted Perfikot for a long time.

Although they maintained correspondence, to avoid unnecessary information leaks and prevent people from detecting their close relationship, the frequency of communication was low and the contents were mostly empty, just routine pleasantries.

Thinking of this, Perfikot considered potentially promoting Kallen to see if she'd perform exceptionally in parliament.

After all, Kallen represented the workers, which would obviously make her a more suitable legislator than those factory owners and merchants.

As for whether she could be elected? Apart from having the support of the Workers' Federation behind her, Perfikot could fully support her in this matter, making her representative of her interests.

With Perfikot's backing, other factions are bound to acknowledge her place in parliament, and the support of the Workers' Federation would secure a loyal voter base for Kallen.

With these two factors, even if Perfikot wished to promote a pig, others would have to accept it, recognizing the pig's right to be elected.

Considering this, Perfikot spoke to Beifa beside her, "Beifa, please go to the dominion personally and relay a message for me..."