I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 707 seems to be more complicated than imagined!
Li Chen glanced at the restless, almost impatient Gulag men around him, and then at the strange glint in the eyes of the other refugees. He knew that tonight was destined to be anything but peaceful.

He even had a thought: a beauty like Olga, with her unique charm and certain appeal, could perhaps, with a bit more cunning, use her beauty and feigned kindness to recruit a group of desperate men as her loyal followers and make a name for herself in this chaotic world.

But when he saw Olga's clear, unadulterated eyes and her gentle demeanor, which came from the heart and was free of any calculation, he immediately dismissed the idea.

This woman is truly naive and kind; she simply lacks the ability and cunning to manipulate people's hearts and seize power by taking advantage of her own strengths.

This makes her current situation even more dangerous.

At this moment, some members of the Gulag's ranks could no longer contain their lust. A burly man with a fierce face approached Gulag, panting heavily, and whispered, "Boss, what are we waiting for? The brothers are about to explode! That little wench is right in front of us, let's rush up and pin her down."

His eager expression made it seem as if he was about to pounce on Olga and execute her on the spot.

Gulag glared at him and muttered, "Idiot! Don't you have a brain? Look around! There are hundreds and thousands of refugees here, a mixed bag! Although we only have a few dozen people, each of us has cultivation, how do you know there aren't any hidden experts among these refugees?"
If we act rashly now, and a few hotheads jump out wanting to "save the damsel in distress," or if we alert the Shuysky family's spies nearby, we'll all be finished! We need to use our brains! We need to act, we need strategy, and we need to wait for the perfect opportunity!

The man shrank back after being scolded and dared not utter another word, but his gaze on Olga remained as persistent as a leech.

Li Chen mingled in the crowd, taking in everything, remaining silent and watching the show purely as an observer, wanting to see what tricks the Gulag would come up with.

Gulag's plan was quickly put into practice; he had already spent a lot of money to bribe one of Olga's servants, who was responsible for guiding the way and carrying supplies.

When Olga had finished comforting guests in the main soup kitchen area and was preparing to return, the bribed servant, as planned, said to Olga with a "worried" expression:

“Miss, there are some newly arrived refugees gathered in that abandoned housing area to the south. Their situation is even worse than here. They lack food and clothing and no one cares about them. Do you think we should go and take a look, even if it's just to give them a little hope?”

Upon hearing this, Olga's heart immediately filled with compassion. Her pure eyes were filled with sympathy, and she nodded without hesitation, saying, "There's such a thing? Take me to see it!"

She was completely unaware that this was an elaborate trap.

Guided by her servants, Olga, along with her less-than-elite guards, left the densely populated main area and headed deeper into the more remote and dilapidated corners of the refugee quarter.

The scattered "vagrants" encountered along the way all had gleaming eyes and were more robust than ordinary starving people; they were naturally Gulag's men in disguise as sentries.

They watched silently as the small group walked into the pre-set trap.

Finally, they arrived at a small courtyard surrounded by several dilapidated houses that were almost collapsing.

It was unusually quiet here, a stark contrast to the noise outside, as if it were isolated from the world.

Even if a huge commotion occurs inside, it's difficult for it to get out.

The moment Olga stepped into the courtyard, dozens of men who had been lying in ambush immediately surrounded her. They appeared to be dressed in tattered clothes like refugees, but their fierce demeanor and the menacing look in their eyes were completely different from those of real refugees.

Like a pack of wolves eyeing their prey, they slowly tightened their encirclement.

Gulag stood at the front of the crowd, looking at Olga who was still somewhat bewildered, a smug grin spreading across his face.

He's even too lazy to act anymore.

However, what was absurd was that Olga looked around at these clearly ill-intentioned "vagrants" and, with a hint of naivety and concern, asked:
"Are you new refugees? Have you encountered some difficulties gathering here? Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." As soon as she said this, Gulag and his men were stunned for a moment, then burst into even more rampant and mocking laughter.

"Hahaha! Help? Miss Olga, you're truly a compassionate person!" Gulag laughed and shook his head, completely dropping his pretense. "However, the 'help' we need might not be what you're thinking."

He licked his lips, his gaze lewdly sweeping over Olga, his tone becoming blatant and dangerous: "It's not convenient to talk here, Miss. Why don't we move to the bedroom inside and discuss how you can help us poor refugees? What do you say, brothers?"

"Yes! Boss!"

"Please come inside, Miss, so we can talk in detail! Haha!"

The surrounding henchmen roared in agreement, rubbing their hands together, slowly approaching, about to swarm forward and devour the innocent little lamb that had fallen into the wolf pack.

Even at this moment, Olga, however naive she may be, fully understood the malice of these people.

The tenderness and concern on her face vanished instantly, replaced by an anger of being deceived and desecrated.

However, the fear and despair that Gulag had anticipated did not appear in her eyes.

"You...you actually..." Olga's voice trembled slightly, not from fear, but from anger.

Just as several burly men at the forefront were grinning and reaching out to grab her, something unexpected happened!
Suddenly, a surge of spiritual power, far exceeding everyone's expectations, erupted from Olga's petite body!

A soft white halo emanated from her, seemingly gentle, yet containing immense power.

She didn't even use any complicated moves; with a seemingly casual flick of her sleeve, a powerful wave of energy spread out from her center!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The seven or eight burly men who rushed up were sent flying backward with screams, as if they had been hit by a high-speed rhinoceros. They spat out blood in mid-air and crashed heavily into the surrounding broken walls and ruins. The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard. They were instantly incapacitated!

This scene instantly silenced the once noisy courtyard!

The savage grin on Gulag's face froze, and his men, who were about to swarm him, were also dumbfounded, frozen in place as if they had been frozen in place.

No one expected that this seemingly delicate and vulnerable noble lady, who needed protection, would possess such terrifying strength!

She had been emphasizing that she was "very strong," but everyone just took it as a joke from the young lady or an excuse to appease her family. Even the locals didn't take it seriously, let alone outsiders like them.
This is what gives Olga the confidence to venture alone into the refugee community!

Her kindness stemmed from her heart, but her safety did not entirely depend on the protection of others.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Li Chen remained hidden behind the crowd, quietly observing this sudden reversal.

A subtle, almost imperceptible smile curved his lips; things seemed to be developing in a more interesting way than he had anticipated.

This woman doesn't seem as simple as I thought.

(End of this chapter)