The copy has 0 error tolerance, and the last words on the ground are all wrong for me.

Chapter 376 The General Strike and the Anti-Corn Laws
Wu Chang’s consciousness left the bodyguard’s resentment, and there was a look of realization in his eyes.

No wonder he felt that these guys had no memory. After the extraordinary refining machine at the Pine Tree Coal Mine failed to self-destruct, they even tried to make the Soul Loom self-destruct.

It turns out that the two groups are not from the same unit.

The guy who provided the Soul Loom for Sloan Textile Mills turned out to be the Church of Tranquility.

He remembered that when he met Randy at a supernatural gathering before, Randy said that there were signs of Tranquility Church activities in Grimland recently, and today he finally encountered it.

But it’s true, for such a big show, it would feel like something is missing if the Tranquility Church is not involved.

After all, in the Moonlight Sanatorium dungeon, the Tranquility Church is a hidden BOSS, so there is no reason for it to exit early.

It’s a pity that the dead guy had a very low position and could provide limited information.

In addition to the fact that there are more than one factories cooperating with the Church of Tranquility, and the Church of Tranquility in the copy plane is currently under the charge of the secret ritual master and has not been able to provide more effective clues.

After a brief study of the Soul Spindle, Raventon came to the conclusion that everyone has their own expertise, and he was not good at mechanics.

He returned the Soul Spindle to Wu Chang, took out his hand-held duster, and sprayed a thin layer of fluorescent dust.

The fluorescent dust flows in the air, some of it enters the soul loom, and some of it falls to the ground.

He observed the direction in which the fluorescent dust was drifting and said:

"Sloan is a vigilant person. He should have escaped through the secret passage, leaving these two guys behind."

"But it doesn't matter. With his size, he can't run far. We just need to work with the secret police to issue a wanted order and we'll catch him soon."

Wu Chang raised his head, pointed at the reddish steam from the Soul Loom with his chin, and said:

"There's no need to put Sloane on the wanted list. He's right there."

Raventon sniffed, his expression becoming somewhat ugly. "How decisive to kill the witness. Now the clue will be lost again."

Wu Chang said: "There is no rush to investigate this case. The one who provided the extraordinary steam engine was not the Steam Parliament, but the Tranquility Church."

Raventon was silent for a moment, then asked, "Did you discover it through inspiration again?"

Wu Chang nodded and said, "That's right."

Raventon clicked his tongue. He felt like he was getting used to Wu Chang's outrageous inspirations.

After taking out the soul shuttle, the soul loom ran by inertia for five or six minutes before it stopped completely.

The reason why Wu Chang and Raventon knew that it had completely stopped was not through the state of the Soul Loom, but through the screams of the weavers outside.

After leaving Soul Weaving, the weavers outside seemed to have withdrawal symptoms. They started crying and fell to the ground wailing.

Some of them had overdrawn too much of their life force and soul power, and even convulsed and fainted on the spot.

The whole workshop was filled with pleading:
"Please, let me work a little longer."

“I can’t live without this job.”

A group of weavers who had difficulty even standing up were crawling using their hands and feet towards the soul looms deep in the workshop. The scene looked very strange.

Fortunately, their physical strength and energy had been basically drained by the work. They fainted not long after moving and did not discover the existence of the Soul Loom.

Wu Chang and Ravington waited at the Sloan Textile Mill for about an hour and saw Julie rush to the mill with a large number of secret police and surround the area.

Led by the two, Julie saw textile workers lying on the ground and the soul loom deep in the workshop.

After listening to Wu Chang and Raventon's descriptions, Julie's expression became very ugly.

It was an expression of not wanting to see the scene in front of him, but being powerless to change anything.

Wu Chang remembered the question Julie had asked him outside the Gray Church Slums, and couldn't help asking:
"How do you feel about what is happening? Is this what you wanted?"

Julie shook her head and said, "Of course not."

"Some time ago you asked us whether our approach to the slums was our solution. Have you come up with the solution you want now?" Wu Chang continued to ask.

Julie's eyes were full of confusion. She sighed and said:
"I don't know, and I seem to be getting further and further away from the answer."

Wu Chang said, "For the sake of our friendship, I'll give you a piece of advice."

“Time waits for no one. Don’t be afraid to make your own choices because of fear of failure. Wait until others make the choices for you and the situation becomes irreversible before you regret it.”

Julie looked at Wu Chang helplessly and said, "As a friend, shouldn't you say something comforting at this time?"

Wu Chang shrugged and said:
"Friends have different personalities. If you want to hear comfort, I'll find someone for you."

"Deputy Captain, where are the people, Deputy Captain!"

Wu Chang looked at Raventon who was escaping from the high-end fabric workshop, curled his lips in disdain and made a mouth shape, "coward".

"Well, it looks like you won't be getting any comfort for a while."

Wu Chang looked at the Soul Loom and said:

"According to our investigation, the mastermind behind this extraordinary steam engine case is the Church of Tranquility. The Church of Tranquility is the biggest enemy of the Mystic Knights. I think you should understand this very well."

"I hope that this time, there isn't a group of powerful shareholders standing behind Sloan, and that this matter needs to be suppressed for the time being."

Julie said, "You won't need to do that anymore. Her Majesty the Queen was very angry about what happened in St. George's Square. She has reached an agreement with Acting Prime Minister Glad on this matter and will not make any compromises with these guys who abuse the extraordinary steam engine."

"Besides, since this is about the Church of Tranquility, you have almost unlimited authority to pursue responsibility. Her Majesty the Queen will not stop you from doing anything you want to do."

Wu Chang asked, "Including getting this matter published in the Ming Deng newspaper?"

Julie felt a headache. If it was a mainstream newspaper, it would be very cautious in the scale of reporting and would not cause much commotion.

But Ming Deng Daily is different. Both the editor-in-chief and the newspaper management are very radical in reporting. Once the report is released, the consequences may be difficult to deal with.

After a moment of silence, she still replied: "Her Majesty did not specifically say no, which means permission. You are the leader of the Mystic Knights, you can do it yourself."

Wu Chang saluted Julie with a knight's salute, "Thank you very much, we will take our leave now."

It was another foggy day, just like the fog in the previous few days. The pervasive fog represented that the copy plane was further eroded by the root power.

Just by looking at the thick fog outside the house, the players felt ominous, as if something big was about to happen.

No player wants to go out tonight unless it is necessary.

Unfortunately, the Generalist must go out and deliver the news of Sloane's death to his employer.

He couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that nothing had gone smoothly for him since he entered the dungeon.

As a player ranked in the top 100 on the battle power list, he could be considered a top figure in the Wilderness. He shouldn't have been in such a miserable state.

But sometimes, when a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in his teeth.

He is an all-round player. His hidden job title, All-rounder, allows him to combine and mutate his skills according to the situation to form new skills.

This makes him extremely capable of survival, so he will never be helpless no matter what crisis he faces.

But the comprehensiveness of a generalist also means that he is not specialized enough in any one field.

For example, when facing players who are less powerful than him, he can often fight against many players alone and easily wipe out the enemies.

However, when facing players with similar or even better strength than him, he would be crushed, which puts him at a disadvantage when competing for invitations to extraordinary gatherings.

In order to make use of his specialty of crushing the weak, he had been reserving his strength, waiting for the final battle for the invitations, hoping to fish in troubled waters and snatch the last one or two invitations.

Unfortunately, he was grouped together with Phantom.

Before he could make a move, he was knocked out by a punch from Phantom, missing his last chance.

As he was leaving St. George's Square, he met a member of the House of Commons who was waiting nearby and asked him if he was interested in becoming his security adviser.

Looking at the message in front of him that read "The President of the Industrial Entrepreneurs Association is recruiting you", he thought that his luck had finally turned and good fortune had finally arrived.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the core of the Steam Phantom Plane is industry. If he joins the Industrial Entrepreneurs Association, then he will surely take off, right?
But after he actually joined in and helped with two or three things, he discovered that this so-called Industrial Entrepreneurs Association was actually backed by the Tranquility Church.

He had already boarded the pirate ship, so it was not so easy to continue. In addition, he was not from the four major organizations, so he was not so averse to the Church of Tranquility. The secret master also appeared in person and painted a lot of cake for him, so he was ready to join the Church of Tranquility completely.

The first task he received was to monitor Sloan and ensure the operation of the Soul Loom.

Any problems that arise at the Sloan Textile Mill must be reported to the secret master immediately.

But he was distracted for a while, studying how to counter the Steam Phantom mutation skill. When he came to his senses, the Sloan Textile Factory was surrounded by the secret police, Sloan himself was cremated directly, and the Soul Loom was also taken away by the secret police.

The generalist who discovered all this felt like the sky was falling.

He wanted to use his skills to pass information to the secret master, but found that his skills would lose connection instantly as soon as he entered the fog. In desperation, he could only go to find the secret master in person.

If he went to find the secret master now, he could still explain that the other party was too fast and he had no time to react.

If the fog were to thin out tomorrow morning, the secret master would probably suspect that he was a traitor and attracted the secret police, and then it would be hard to explain.

Other players would worry about encountering danger when entering the fog, but not him. The foggier the weather, the more he can test his mutated abilities.

His flesh and blood hardened and became angular, his skin glowed with metallic luster, and he turned into a humanoid robot.

This is the skill he mutated with his all-rounder job talent, "Life Reorganization·Mechanical Life".

There is a groove on his chest, which can be embedded with mechanical props. The secret ritual master has promised him that as long as he embeds the core of an extraordinary steam engine into it, he will be able to gain strength comparable to that of ranked players in the Steam Phantom copy.

This is also the reason why he is eager to complete his mutant skills.

As a mechanical life form, he was not only unaffected by the fog, but felt refreshed instead.

He walked in the fog and vaguely heard the roar of a motorcycle coming from afar.

He remembered that voice. In the final battle for the invitation, there was a guy of average strength who was able to summon a motorcycle that was more beautiful than powerful.

The guy passing by not far away should be that guy. It seems that the power of the origin of the fog in the copy plane cannot affect that guy.

However, his skills are too ostentatious and can easily attract danger. If he takes action at this time, he may become prey to something.

At this moment, the roar of the motorcycle in the distance suddenly stopped, as if there was a problem.

The jack of all trades shook his head and thought, look, here comes the trouble.

He hesitated for a moment and did not go to help. He remembered that the other party was a member of the White Tower, while he was now a member of the Church of Tranquility.

It's good enough that you didn't do anything dirty. If you go to help, wouldn't that be turning yourself in?

Relying on the perception of mechanical life, he vaguely sensed the appearance of a third person in the fog. That guy should have been following the motorcyclist all the way.

Good luck to you, unlucky bastard.

As the All-Rounder was about to leave, he felt the third person stop and then move quickly towards him.

Just as he was about to run away, he saw a large, serrated knife fly out of the mist and chop him on the shoulder.

He looked at the black robe rushing out of the mist, his face full of confusion and anger. Why was it him?
The black-robed man seemed to sense his dissatisfaction and said in a jerky voice: "We found better prey."

Booker, who was dozens of meters away, anxiously started his motorcycle.

He had come all the way to the south bank of the Hills River in pursuit of clues about the person who blew himself up last night, but he had not expected to encounter such a situation.

He had to get back to the Secret Security Department as soon as possible. If possible, he didn't want to stay outside for a moment.

The motorcycle suddenly stalled, making him feel uneasy. This was not an ordinary motorcycle, but his skills. There was a sudden problem with his skills. Could it be that he had been targeted by someone?
He kept injecting energy into the motorcycle, trying to drive it.

Once, twice, three times, the motorcycle started again!

He simply stepped on the accelerator and shot out at top speed.

It seemed that the guy who was targeting him was lucky enough not to catch up with him.

The world is governed by conservation. Where there are lucky people, there will naturally be unlucky people.

A few minutes later, the black-robed man stuffed the body of the versatile man into his loose black robe and disappeared into the thick fog.

An hour later, the Master of Ceremonies issued orders to several players:
"The pawn of Sloane Weaving Factory is dead, but there is no news from the generalist. He must have had problems too. What a pity. I admired him."

"You must act immediately. Before the fog stops, eliminate all the targets related to the Soul Loom line. Leave no one alive."

That night, more than ten owners of large textile factories died in their toilets. It was said that the cause of death was acute malaria, and their deaths were quite miserable.

The next morning, Wu Changzhen and I went to Mingdeng Newspaper Office with the information that Raventon had sorted out overnight.

Connor should have learned through some channels in advance that the secret police had blocked the Sloan Textile Mill. He guessed that it was Wu Chang's doing and waited in the office early.

Wu Chang placed the information on Connor's desk, sat back in his seat, and waited quietly for Connor to look through the information.

Connor's eyes were first filled with surprise, then with shock, and finally his face became completely gloomy, leaving only anger.

He gently placed the information on the windowsill beside him, then punched it hard, smashing the already flimsy desk in half.

"How dare these blood-sucking guys!"

Wu Chang did not comment on this, just waiting for Connor to calm down.

A few minutes later, Connor came out of his rage. He took back the information on the windowsill, read it twice, and then said:
“Can I really publish this information?”

In order to gain Connor's trust, Wu Chang dared to write everything in it, including the existence of the Soul Loom and how it could force workers to work without sleep and even work themselves to death.

Even Connor instinctively felt fear when faced with such explosive news.

Wu Chang shrugged and said, "I am only responsible for delivering the information you requested. As for how to publish it and the extent of the publication, you are the professional."

"But there is one thing you need to know. The transaction between us is very pure. You provide clues and we give you the truth. Nothing else is included."

"If you get into trouble because of the scale issue and the secret police report Ming Deng, we will not admit that we have any connection with you."

Connor looked at the intelligence in his hand and said after a moment: "Got it. We will consider the press release carefully."

"You are very efficient, and the intelligence you provided us far exceeded our expectations. If possible, we would like to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with you."

Wu Chang stood up and said with a smile: "That's exactly what we hoped for."

A day later, a report of unusual deaths among textile workers in the textile district on the south bank of the Hills River appeared in the Beacon.

In order to avoid attracting the secret police, Connor and others deleted the intelligence. The Soul Loom was not mentioned in it, and instead some special drugs were used as a substitute.

It was claimed that Sloan Textile Mill and many other textile mills used this drug to increase the working hours of textile workers, disregarding the workers' lives and greatly overdrawing their health.

This caused workers to suffer frequent sudden deaths and were more susceptible to malaria, which killed them prematurely.

Although the truth revealed in the news was far from the facts, it still triggered workers' marches in many cities across Stirling.

As the place where the events took place, the workers' demonstrations in Grimland were particularly intense.

Compared to the Pine Tree Coal Mine explosion, the Sloan Textile Mill incident was not as tragic as the instantaneous death of hundreds of people, but the situation it reflected was even worse.

It shows that factory owners use unfair means to deliberately overdraw workers' lives in exchange for their extra profits.

Henry, the editor-in-chief of the Ming Deng, even wrote directly in the subtitle, "This is no longer oppression and exploitation, but naked murder!"

On the afternoon of the day the news was published, workers in Grimland organized a general strike.

Slogans such as "Pay attention to workers' working environment" and "Workers' lives matter too" have appeared in various parades.

Faced with the overwhelming public opinion, Acting Prime Minister Glad seemed overwhelmed.

He was not as iron-fisted as Prime Minister Ron. At first, he also tried to suppress the movement with force. However, when he found that this forceful suppression not only failed to work, but instead intensified the conflict and intensified the strike, he did not dare to continue.

Since the use of force failed, he could only play another card to divert the workers' attention and temporarily calm the unrest.

The card he played was called the Corn Law Repeal Agreement.

(End of this chapter)