Capítulo 1926: Chapter 817: Success of Our Great India Empire Games!_4

Bramo couldn’t help but laugh, but he was more concerned about the impact: “The joint withdrawal statement by the four nations has been issued. Following that, more than fifteen Commonwealth member countries also announced they would follow suit. This year’s Commonwealth Games in India are practically paralyzed. Global media headlines are all reporting this ‘farce among the cattle,’ and any justification by the Indian organizing committee seems pathetically ridiculous.”

“And Gujral?” Casare wiped tears of laughter from his eyes.

“The latest news is that the opposition party in the Indian Parliament has launched an emergency no-confidence motion. Larger-scale protests have erupted in the streets, demanding the government take responsibility for the ‘national disgrace.’ Gujral’s health has deteriorated and he’s been hospitalized; the transition of power may become chaotic.” Bramo pulled up an intelligence briefing, “Our analysis suggests that regardless of who comes to power next, India will enter a period of political infighting and reputational decline. This offers us an excellent opportunity to solidify our influence in Africa, Latin America, and even parts of Europe.”

At this moment, Victor, accompanied by several aides, walked over. He had just sent off the African Supreme Leader, with a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes remained sharp.

“Have you all seen it?”

“A tragicomedy brewed by arrogance, incompetence, and superstition.” 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

“Boss, should we fan the flames further?” Casare was eager to try, “I could have our internet trolls compare the ‘Divine Bull Athletics’ to our ‘Drone Lighting the Flame,’ it would definitely catch fire worldwide!”

“You can, but do it cleverly.”

Victor sat down, “The focus isn’t on mocking the Indians—although they are indeed laughable. The focus is on showing the world the contrast between two models, two futures: one mired in old customs, chaotic management, and disregard for life; the other respects science, organizes efficiently, and is people-centric. Let the audience draw their own conclusions.”

Bramo added, “McTavish from Scotland sent another message, more urgent this time. The disaster in India seems to have convinced some factions under his command, who were initially hesitant about ‘fully tilting towards Mexico,’ to make up their minds. They believe that the chaos in England and the collapse in India prove that the old methods of governance and reliance on strong powers (referring to London) are not viable. They want us to quickly provide them with specific plans in ‘government digital management’ and ‘special economic zone construction.’

“Give it to him,” Victor said decisively, “Not only the plans, send a small, elite advisory team over, under the guise of ‘civil academic exchange,’ to help them design smart city pilot projects in Edinburgh and Glasgow. They can owe us the money for now, using future data sharing rights and North Sea energy cooperation shares as collateral. We want to make Scotland a model for ‘small developed nations in the post-Empire era,’ for the regions in Europe that are still watching.”

“What about over in England?”

Casare asked, “Sarah Kent in Birmingham has been active lately, but seems to have hit a bottleneck. Although the police and intelligence agencies in London don’t dare to suppress on a large scale, there are many covert actions, and they’ve arrested a few mid-level organizers on trivial charges.”

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Victor thought for a moment: “Give Hydra instructions to guide the ‘English Congress’ to adjust their strategy, don’t just put pressure on the London central government, that’s a solid block. Instead, focus on infiltrating and breaking down the local level: county councils, city halls, police federations, teachers’ unions, medical trusts in England. Provide organizational methods and a small amount of funding to help them build a ‘local autonomy network’ and ‘community mutual aid system’ parallel to the London system. When towns start to solve their own problems without listening to London’s orders, the central authority will naturally collapse. This is called ‘encircling the city from the countryside,’ England version.”

Bramo quickly took notes: “Understood. Additionally, the interest in Quantum Cloud and new energy cooperation is rising sharply among European ‘friends.’ They worry that the global Southern unrest triggered by India’s collapse will affect their interests and see the vacuum left by the UK’s decline; they all want to bind with us first. Count von Schwarzenberg hinted that if he could obtain priority access to quantum computing, he could persuade Berlin to adopt a more open attitude toward Mexican technical standards within the European Union.”

“You can negotiate.”

Victor stood up, walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window, and gazed at the dazzlingly lit, orderly Olympic Park, “But remember, we’re not saviors, nor philanthropists. Each cooperation must be clearly priced, and tightly chained. Technology sharing for market access, investment support for political alignment, security assurance for strategic coordination. The old world is collapsing; what we need to do is not to futilely repair, but to calmly dismantle, and then use the bricks and stones taken apart to build our own new palace.”

He turned, his gaze sweeping over Casare and Bramo:

“We’ve had enough laughs at the Indian joke, time to get to work. The Olympics have 2 weeks left.”

“And then, when the flame goes out and the world’s attention starts looking for the next focus…”

Victor’s eyes flashed coldly, “Just light the fuse of the London ‘Golden Document.’ Let the Old Empire complete its final curtain call in the flames of the loot it stole.”

The Delhi National Stadium turned into a magical theater in the night.

Cattle left piles of dung on the track, the stench mixing with the smell of cheap spices, making the last remaining athletes and reporters begin to retch.

In the stands, the sparse audience began throwing debris onto the field, cursing loudly. Indian staff tried to drive away the Divine Bulls with bamboo sticks, but were chased around the field by the frightened herd.

“Help!!!!”

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