Strange game designer.

Chapter 750 Propaganda
Five pastors stood beside Gao Ming. Instead of holding Bibles, they grasped the Equalizer of All Beings. When words failed, the barrage of firepower would become the truth of the enforced will.

“Listen, those gangs in the Third District are plundering your property, ruining your hard work, and even insulting your families in various ways. I know you're angry but dare not speak out. I don't expect you to raise your voices or fight back; I only hope you can cooperate with me to complete my work for now.” Gao Ming’s voice was loud and carried far outside the silent restricted area: “Our Tzu Chi Foundation’s work is actually very simple: to protect the weak as much as possible and bring a little light to this city shrouded in darkness.”

When gazed upon by "truth," even the most foolish citizens showed obedience. They distanced themselves from the burly man whose head had been blown off, as if they had finally found the leader of their flock, and quietly surrounded Gao Ming.

“I am not as kind-hearted as the great Councilor Ci, but merely a despicable believer. However, I will give everything to realize her ideals.” Gao Ming stepped aside, allowing everyone to see Li Sansi’s mother, who was wearing a pastor’s white robe. Only her chin and lips were visible. The strange blood-red patterns on her skin gave her a touch of divinity, making her mysterious, powerful, and gentle.

The aura emanating from her was completely different from that of the gang city. Getting close to her would bring a sense of peace to one's heart. If you switched to the perspective of the forbidden zone, white and blood-red intertwined roots would float around the woman, like an umbilical cord pulled out from the forbidden zone. Her tall body would spread out ripples, and eyeballs would open in the space affected by the ripples.

The refugees couldn't tell if this was the great and benevolent councilor, and it didn't matter to them whether it was him or not. What mattered was that people were willing to speak up for them and offer them shelter.

"Alright, now let's start building the first line of defense. We believe in absolute equality here, so everyone who can move, young and old, should get moving. Everything you do now is to protect your own lives."

Gao Ming organized the disaster victims to build a defensive line outside the restricted area of ​​the pharmaceutical factory, and then called Jia Youzhi and the others again.

Part of the church near the slums was preserved. The pigmen, driven by the night watchmen, were really targeting the Third District. They came out in full force, and the area around the slums was not damaged much.

After a quick count of the number of survivors there, Gao Ming instructed Jia Youzhi and his team to return to their old ways and turn on their cameras to record everything that happened in the Third District, presenting it from the perspective of ordinary refugees.

Jia Youzhi initially disagreed and hid under the bed, unwilling to leave. However, after Gao Ming threatened him that the pig-men would sweep back after eating the city, the old man ran faster than anyone else.

The two sides met at midnight. By then, Wu Wei had already shot a lot of footage, which was moving enough to be edited without the audience having to empathize with the disaster victims.

"The key is to highlight her. Everything in the filming can be dark and bloody, but she must stand in the light. If necessary, we can provide special lighting for her." Gao Ming pointed at Li Sansi's mother. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately aroused Ding Xiang's jealousy, and the other two subordinates also seemed to be somewhat resistant to Li Sansi's mother.

"Director Li, I'm the signed leading lady. Is there any woman in this market who understands you better than me?" Ding Xiang came over, covered in dust and dirt, looking quite pitiful.

"You can be the female supporting character. When necessary, let the pigman in, and when it's about to eat you, then let the female lead appear."

"Damn it! You're being too much!" Dingxiang was so angry she jumped up and down, but there was nothing she could do.

"In short, everything revolves around her." For the first time, Gao Ming gave an order in an unquestionable tone. He saw three corpses resembling his subordinates in the deep pool at the center of the underground water network. The three subordinates in front of him might not be real, but rather the ones that Li Sansi had exchanged with the shrine in the darkness.

The three henchmen reluctantly went to film, but they were also at the most dangerous front line, capturing many thrilling shots. In the latter half of the night, the explosions became more frequent, as if an earthquake had struck, the ground trembled, and the flames in the third block directly illuminated the night sky.

As the fighting intensified, the city streets were reduced to ashes, and buildings were ablaze. Wansheng, with his numerical advantage and the continuous firepower from the First District, paved a path with corpses leading to the Zhuchuan Society's medicine warehouse.

The new pharmaceutical factory was destroyed, and most of the pharmaceutical equipment was stolen. The last base of the Takekawa Company in the third district was the drug warehouse.

Wansheng paid a heavy price to finally capture the drug warehouse, killing five vice presidents and several leaders of the Zhuchuan Society. Before they could even celebrate, the night police in black raincoats came down.

All the closed guard posts in the third district were opened, and several night watchmen wearing epaulets led their subordinates across the city limits in the fourth district.

They believe that Zhuchuan Society released all patients in the hospital and laboratory, injected them with drugs, and disregarded human life, resulting in malicious and out-of-control lunatics all over the city. In order to fight back, Wansheng tore up the regulations formulated by the Municipal Council and used heavy firepower on a large scale. Both sides seriously disrupted the city's order and should be held responsible for the countless innocent souls who died in the Third District.

Under the guise of justice, the Night Police, with their overwhelming strength, began to encroach on the territories of Wansheng and Zhuchuan Society, killing anyone who dared to resist them, as ruthless as machines.

Having just endured a fierce battle, Wansheng and Zhuchuanshe were no match for the night police, and the situation reversed in an instant.

Inside Wansheng Hall, the funeral banners and wreaths had not yet been removed. Yuan Qing, the leader of Wansheng, who had been given a second chance at life, lay on a huge hospital bed. His swollen belly was connected to a machine next to him, into which fresh blood was injected and brownish-yellow liquid was continuously extracted.

"The night watchmen launched a full-scale attack on us. Our brothers were exhausted after fighting the Zhuchuan Society and could hardly hold them off." Bai Ehou seemed to have aged several years overnight. He was injured and had just returned from outside.

"Hey, it's not your fault. We all underestimated the strength of the Takekawa Society. We didn't expect to be beaten so badly." Yuan Qing reeked of a foul stench, but his mental state was excellent. He showed no grief over the loss of his family members, only suppressed ambition and resentment in his eyes.

“You have no chance anymore.” On the other side of the hall, a man wearing a brass mask sat in the chair that only the leader of the Wansheng Gang could sit in. He was not particularly burly, but he gave the impression of towering mountains.

Yuan Qing didn't speak, she just closed her eyes.

"You imposter, you should have died long ago. You've been drinking children's blood to survive until now, and you really think you're a tiger in the mountains?" The man looked at Yuan Qing with disgust, as if he were looking at an ugly insect: "There is only one mountain king in Wansheng, and that is me."

“That’s right, the city council thinks so too.” Councilor Yuan Nian stood to the side with a smile. “The night police are raising pigs in the slums. They are utterly depraved and are the biggest obstacle to the normal operation of this city. The city council has unanimously passed the plan to eliminate the night police.”

(End of this chapter)