Mystery: Paradox Path

"Eight thousand people..."

Snow looked at the report in his hand and sighed slightly. Although he had expected it, he still felt a bit sad when he saw this number.

Of course he would be happy that the good people who had died could survive, but that didn't mean he could ignore those passers-by who also died.

But he also knew from the start that he couldn't save everyone.

Not to mention that there are only a few hundred enthusiastic core members, it is impossible to shelter the East District of millions of people, and more importantly, it involves Qiao San and Father Maozi.

Qiao San won't say anything to save some people. After all, a population of 10,000 people is nothing compared to the 100,000 people who lied about it, not to mention that enthusiasm itself represents an unreasonable "new order".

But if he dared to save everyone, Qiao San would definitely fry the pot, because you reported hundreds of thousands of casualties, but you didn't even have a corpse. Isn't that ridiculous?

In fact, Snow even suspected that the reason why the Eraser Angel came to him first, instead of hiding Ms. Despair first, was to remind him that he couldn't do too much.

After all, the phrase "this is the choice of the times" is too symbolic.

Giving up other people just to save more people is not in line with Snow's "aesthetics" after all.

"Sir, we did our best." Garner noticed Snow's complicated emotions and said in a heavy tone. Although he was a gangster, his life in the past six months had already made him adjust to his current identity.

He is no longer the young master of the gangster gang he used to be, but a rogue superstar who leads the poor and is the protector of all Eastsiders.

Thinking of the corpses, the survivors who were still suffering from the plague, he felt that his heart was twitching.

"Yeah, I've tried my best, no one can save everyone." Snow played with the Night Badge in his hand and sighed slightly. He took out the checkbook from his arms and signed one that wasn't too big, but enough to support him. According to the figures of many people, "you use this money to buy food and medicine first. Faced with those who hoard food and medicine, you can make him understand the meaning of the word gang."

"Understood." Garner accepted the check. Although he controlled the enthusiasm of some terminals and hotels, he also had his own revenue, but at this time, the money was definitely not too much.

Watching Garner put away the check, Snow turned his gaze to the other person—Lavis, who was wearing a work uniform but with a somewhat bookish look.

"Lavis, have you decided yet?" Snow tapped on the edge of the table and asked in a calm tone. Lavis nodded lightly:

"Yes, the labor movement in Ruen is on track, it can continue even without me, and with the implementation of the Civil Service Act, our people can slowly enter the grassroots and change the country, as for strikes as dangerous and intense means are no longer necessary.”

"Is there a goal?" Snow was noncommittal about Lavis' decision, but asked casually as if asking the child to go to Tsinghua or Peking University.

"I plan to go to the Feysac Empire." Lavis gave an unexpected answer.

Although Snow thought Feysack was a good match for the labor movement, the problem was...

"Why not Intis? Compared to Fusac, as the starting point of the industrial revolution, Intis has more workers, right?"

With a scrutiny in Snow's eyes, Lavis answered with confidence:

"Because Intis no longer has the environment for 'peaceful evolution'."

Having said that, Lavis sighed:

"Intis's regime has been controlled by capitalists and businessmen, they hold absolute rules, whether it is law or ideas, the working class is at an absolute disadvantage, they will not value 'decency' as much as the Ruen people, they can even Change the law to make everything we do a crime.

In contrast, the Feysac Empire is still a monarchy. The royal family and capital are inherently contradictory. The royal family wants enough control, but the capital can never be satisfied. The rule makers want to suppress capital. This is The soil in which we grow. "

"Looks like you've thought it through."

Snow nodded lightly, agreeing with Lavis' answer, and then wrote down a series of numbers on the checkbook and handed it to him:

"Fursac is no more than Luen. You can't get enthusiastic assistance there. You have to work **** your own. Although you can pray for the help of my lord, you must understand that even a great existence is not omnipotent."

"I've thought about it." Lavis took the check, bowed respectfully, then turned to look at Garner and said:

"I hope to borrow a few management from enthusiasm and leave together."

"It's fine for you to discuss this with Garner, but Feysac's folk customs are sturdy, and the gangs over there are completely different from Loen. Don't blindly apply the experience here." Snow thought for a while, and reminded him a few words, Let the two leave.

When there was a sound of closing at the door, Snow turned to look behind him and said:

"Come out when you come."

"Isn't this worrying that your subordinates will have unnecessary emotions?" Triss, who had left the invisible state, said in a frivolous tone. Snow did not respond to her intentions, but turned his attention to the chestnut hair beside her. Miss.

She has a standard oval face, delicate and fair skin, and has the temperament of a superior person. Although there is a great difference in body and shape from the original, Snow can still vaguely see from the other party's face. A trace of the original outline:

"Prince Edsack, it seems that the medication was successful?"

"I'm Adelina now." Adelina's tone was melodious and melodious, but with indescribable complexity and sadness. arrived puppet.

She has jet-black hair, wears a short vest and leather shorts with black inside and outside white, her body is plump and explosive, she is obviously a heroic beauty, but she always gives the illusion of color.

"This is our mission?" Triss looked at the puppet that was somewhat similar to herself, her face darkened slightly, but Snow shook her head and said:

"This is Adelina's task. As for you, go and figure out how to hunt demigods. Anyway, with your current state of mind, the pain potion just melts in your mouth... Of course, the premise is that you play the role first. So happy."

Adelina looked at Triss's stiff expression, knowing that the atmosphere would be embarrassing if it went on like this, so she took the initiative to reach out and hold the doll, recalling the original agreement: "Take her with you and attract 'Silver Desire'. Emotions right?"

Listening to her complicated tone, Snow nodded and said:

"Actually, it's not as complicated as you think. You can even find a prosperous happy street to put her down and maintain it regularly. After all, as long as you don't deliberately invite people to observe her, you won't be noticed. Desire is no longer desire, so you know what I mean."

"I understand, is that what it means to be the existence that all men can't ask for?" As an upper-class man and aristocrat, Adelina knew how to instigate more desires, but after she finished saying this After speaking, he couldn't help but say:

"Can I really turn back into a man?"

"Of course, as long as you are promoted to Sequence Five, and then get the potion formula and corresponding materials of the Jagged Knight, you can jump the path, but I think that instead of turning back into a man, the first thing you need to consider is whether to go with Triss or not. , after all, you used to want to **** her, maybe after she was promoted to a demigod, the first thing she did was to put you on the boat..."

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Adelina heard the words, her face changed suddenly, and Triss, who was on the side, jumped up and said loudly:

"What nonsense are you talking about! I like pretty maids, not this kind of... this kind of... this kind of man turned into something!"

"Aren't you also a man who has become a thing?"

Chapter 221 The end of the song is scattered