Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 145 [Thunder before the Rain]

March 14th.

The breeze is warm and gentle.

It was a really nice day.

This day is also the day when the land reclamation project officially started.

If it weren't for the Kingdom Statistics Bureau and Ethan's paintings selling for a sky-high price of 10 million these days, one of us would have taken the stage.

It's no surprise then that the biggest news in Winster's newspapers is definitely the land reclamation plan.

After all, this is a project promoted by the city hall, and it is absolutely massive.

Fortunately, the momentum of both died down two days ago. At the instruction of the city hall, major newspapers preheated the news in advance, finally letting everyone know that the land reclamation project will start at the seaside today.

Early in the morning.

Many reporters have already rushed to the beach.

A lot of people also gathered.

Coincidentally, today's plan starts right outside Sandro's castle.

Back then, mafia members from the entire city gathered here. Bosses of all sizes drove luxury cars and walked through the scarlet carpet just to celebrate Sandro's coronation.

But in the blink of an eye, this place is about to be flattened, the sea water will flood it, and then it will be filled with mud.

Eventually, new skyscrapers and streets will appear here.

No one will ever know that there was once a man named Sandro who was stationed on the seashore, silently gazing at the city.

It really feels like things and people have changed.

At least that's how Ethan felt when he saw this scene.

Naturally, he also has to attend the launch ceremony today.

Because he is also one of the investors of this project. In fact, most of the wealthy businessmen in Winster City have contributed to this plan.

But in the end, Victor, an outsider, got the upper hand.

Osvaldo had said before that he would give them a share of the profits, but when the work really started, it was still Victor's family who entered the scene.

His explanation for this was, "The reconstruction of San Quanti is also underway, so it's better for everyone to divide the work. Besides, Victoria has more experience in urban expansion, so I'll leave San Quanti's work to you all."

This is clearly about stuffing the fattest meat into Victor's mouth.

This of course caused dissatisfaction among the vast majority of people.

But since Osvaldo was the consul, everyone was angry but dared not speak out.

But those who came to attend this ceremony today definitely came with anger and resentment.

For example, the big businessmen that Ethan was familiar with would slam the car doors hard when they got out of the car.

"Ethan, here we come."

When they saw Ethan, their tone of voice seemed to have hidden meanings.

Ethan nodded.

"Have your people been arranged?"

Seeing that there was no one around, they whispered.

"Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problem. Where are your people?" Ethan also lowered his voice.

"He'll be there in a minute."

More and more people gathered, and finally, at ten o'clock in the morning, almost everyone was there.

And it was at this time that Osvaldo also arrived.

The car he drove wasn't particularly flashy; it was an older, black Kraus sedan with a somewhat rounded body, which, given his status, gave him a sense of composure. This was especially true when a large group of tough, towering engineering vehicles followed behind him.

The design of these engineering vehicles, in Ethan's previous life's words, is very sci-fi.

It has a wide range of openings and closings, and the design has some clever ideas.

Looking at the whole thing, if no one tells you otherwise, you wouldn't think of it as an engineering vehicle, but rather a powerful war vehicle.

The muscular, cold-faced men in the car didn't look like workers at all. Instead, they looked like cold guards.

And Osvaldo, standing in the front, was like the king they were guarding.

Such an appearance immediately silenced the entire audience.

Even those big businessmen who had been very resentful before were suddenly afraid to show their anger.

"Sorry, sorry, everyone, I'm a little late. I hope you won't blame me."

Osvaldo got out of the car and quickly apologized to everyone present.

But given the power he carries, who dares to say anything?

Everyone could only smile and say it was okay.

Osvaldo had already stood in the midfield position at this time, and Vido stood beside him like a royal guard.

The reporters present had already started taking pictures frantically, taking pictures of the tanks and Osvaldo.

"Everyone, thank you very much for coming today. What I want to say is that the land reclamation project is absolutely a great plan. It will prolong the vitality of our entire city and benefit Winster for the next thirty, fifty, or even a hundred years. It will become the kingdom's most dazzling pearl. I believe no one will object to this."

When he said this, he slowly looked at the investors.

Everyone he saw couldn't help but lower their head, and then hinted to his subordinates to do something quickly.

That thing is, stop what you're doing today.

In fact, today, they had agreed with Ethan to find some people to demonstrate together to protest against land reclamation and the ruin of this project.

But they don’t dare now.

Until, Ethan.

Ethan didn't lower his head. He looked at Osvaldo, smiled and nodded.

Then, the next moment, loud shouts erupted in the distance: "We protest, we oppose land reclamation, it will destroy our lives!"

A group of people held up signs showing a picture of houses being destroyed by the sea and the slogan: "Hurt the sea, and it will punish us all!"

The slogan was written in bright red letters. For some reason, when people saw those words, they felt a surge of violent impulse in their hearts.

Originally, a sheriff and some Victoria's men were arranged in the distance to maintain order and prevent people from approaching.

At this point, those people seemed to be triggered and started beating the protesters.

For a moment, screams and protests were intertwined.

Some people took the opportunity to break through the blockade and rushed to the scene with signs and shouted.

The reporters present were originally hesitant to take pictures, but when they saw the slogan on the sign, for some reason, they felt an impulse in their hearts, and so they used their cameras as weapons.

at the same time.

The castle behind them that was to be demolished suddenly made a loud roar.

Then, a group of people ran out, and some shouted, "Isis is angry! Isis is angry! The portraits and sculptures of Poseidon inside are all broken. We can't tear down this castle!"

This absurd shout, combined with the protests in the distance, created an extremely magical feeling.

Osvaldo was still looking at Ethan and smiling, as if to say, do you think you can stop me with this method?
Ethan was laughing too.

This is the beginning.

(End of this chapter)