Alien world

Chapter 1464 98. Bean's Creativity

On the second day of the voting period, Bean took Ruth to the ship hotel.

Currently, Ruth ranks 132nd with million votes. A few days ago, Bean would not have dared to imagine this result.

But now, looking at the top 100 which doesn’t seem that far away, his ambition is growing.

Ruth was “only” 250,000 votes away from the 100th place, so she had to think of something…

But the game was over. Unless he asked Ruth to recognize Annan as her godfather and let everyone in Liberty City vote for him, Bean couldn't think of any other way to get Ruth more votes.

Huh? Everyone in Liberty City voted for Ruth?

A vague idea emerged in Bean's mind.

……

As usual, Pastor Orlando walked among the shacks on the outskirts of Liberty City, providing help to these suffering lambs who were once homeless and displaced, but were saved by the Son of God.

Faintly, he heard hymns coming from afar.

Is there a singing class today?

Pastor Orlando thought about this and walked towards the direction where the hymns came from.

At the intersection of the shanties, there were a large number of residents gathered in three layers inside and outside.

Pastor Orlando could not see anything, he could only hear children singing in the crowd. Strangely, there was only one child's voice.

Could it be the singing boy who came to teach alone?
Pastor Orlando was relieved and stood outside the crowd, listening quietly.

Gradually, he closed his eyes, as if he had returned to five years ago, when the Year of Turbulence had not yet occurred and they were still shrouded in the glory of the lady...

After the hymn was finished, Pastor Orlando opened his eyes and found that the crowd in front of him had made way for him at some point, revealing a little boy standing in the crowd.

He was the one who sang the hymn just now. At this moment, he said in a childish voice that was not there when he sang the hymn: "You guys howl, I am contestant No. 643, I hope you can vote for me."

Then a young man came out, thanked the residents around him, took the boy's hand and left.

Contestant No. 643...is this the competition organized by the Holy Son?
Pastor Orlando had been busy preaching and had only heard about the game but had not gone to see it in person.

The residents dispersed, and Pastor Orlando followed the young man and the child curiously. He saw them walk to another fork in the road a few hundred meters away, sing again, and then say the same words to canvass for votes as before.

Watching them walk to the third place, Pastor Orlando stopped following them and turned away.

Not far away, Binn also looked back at this time.

He had already noticed the strange pastor who had been following him, but he knew at first glance that he was the pastor of the Church of Fortune, so there was nothing to worry about.

Bean spent the whole morning running around with Ruth. If Ruth hadn't been so young, they could have sung outside all day.

Bean planned to continue canvassing in the suburbs after lunch and then go to the boat to see the results in the evening.

Back in Liberty City, they found a restaurant whose signature dish was apple pie, which looked like it would be suitable for children, and ordered a portion of the signature apple pie.

Soon, the fragrant apple pie with the aroma of fruit and bread was served. Bean cut a piece for Ruth and watched him eat it with relish.

"Mother Binn, you eat too."

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

When Bean's face was covered with food residue and he leaned back in his chair with his bulging belly in his hands, he started to eat the remaining half of the apple pie.

Ruth lifted her legs and looked around with her big round eyes. Children are always naughty, and soon he saw a stage corner in the corner of the restaurant.

"Mother Bean!"

Ruth pointed to the corner of the stage and looked at Bean.

"Don't you need to rest?"

“It’s just singing, it’s not tiring at all!”

It's much easier than standing in a swamp full of mosquitoes and leeches to search for ore!

Ruth jumped off her chair and ran onto the stage.

The sudden sound of a child's voice surprised the guests in the restaurant. They looked around and found that it was not someone playing the magic image, but a child singing in the corner of the stage, so they started to applaud in unison.

It was still a hymn. Who could blame Ruth for knowing only this one? The guests lowered their voices, not wanting to disturb the beautiful children's voices. Even Aunt Susan, who was busy in the kitchen, came out wearing an apron and clapped with the guests after Ruth finished singing.

"You guys, I'm contestant number 643, I hope you can vote for me...haha."

Ruth burped and covered her mouth embarrassedly.

"Oh, you're so cute." Aunt Susan looked as if she saw Annan when he was little. "I'll gather my sisters to vote for you right away."

"Thank you, Auntie." Ruth bowed to her.

"You can call me Aunt Susan."

"Well, Aunt Susan, can I sing another nursery rhyme?"

"Of course, my dear, I'll make you another apple pie right away."

Ruth didn't know the influence of this aunt in front of her, who was more manly than any man and as strong as a bear.

After lunch, they continued to perform in a suburban shed until the evening, and then headed straight to Freeport.

There were a lot of people on the dock. Bean left Ruth there to sing and canvass for votes, while he took the ferry to check the number of votes.

Then he saw that Ruth's vote count, which had been stable, suddenly increased by nearly 116 votes, surpassing more than a dozen contestants and coming in at th place.

"what happened?!"

Bean's face was full of disbelief.

"I also want to ask you, what did you do?" The staff counting the votes were also very curious.

"I didn't do anything. I just asked Ruth to perform in various places in the city..."

"No wonder the increase is all in Liberty City tickets."

With one day left, and seeing that he only had less than 100 votes to rank , Bean decided to give it a try.

However, as soon as he got off the boat, people from the Ministry of Finance found him.

"Minister Ingrid wants to see you."

Taking Ruth with him, the confused Bean followed her to the Ministry of Finance and met Ingrid.

Bean had met Annan and two deputy city lords, but this was the first time he met Ingrid.

This finance minister is indeed as capable as the rumors say.

"Whose idea was it to go around singing and canvassing for votes?"

——And direct.

Bean was still worried about whether there would be any accountability, but Ruth pointed at him and said everything: "It's Bean's mother."

Binn quickly said modestly: "It was all inspired by Lord Annan."

Ingrid did not comment, and said very quickly: "Are you interested in coming to the Ministry of Finance?"

Bean opened his mouth slightly: "I..."

Ingrid interrupted him: "I heard about you, you want the fruit of beginner's mind, right?"

"No... I mean I am willing! Lord Annan has already given me the Chuxin Fruit."

"it is good."

Ingrid lowered her head, checked something on the document in her hand, and quickly switched to a businesslike tone to treat her subordinates: "Come to the Ministry of Finance before nine o'clock tomorrow morning. He will take you to familiarize yourself with the relevant work."

Bean hesitated.

"inconvenient?"

"Tomorrow is the last day of voting, and I want to continue canvassing with Ruth."

"The day after tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)