In Ark Simulator, why do I always get a tough start?

Chapter 6: Beer Hall, Orator, All the Elements Complete
A few days later, a ripple of change appeared in the otherwise lifeless slum, drawing attention from many.

A beer hall named "Big Braukeller" officially opened deep in the slums, becoming the first formal beer hall in the slums.

Alcohol is not unavailable in slums.

But in the chaotic environment of the slums, even wearing slightly decent clothes can lead to being robbed, let alone getting your hands on a hot drink.

Therefore, in the past, the only way to buy alcohol in slums was through smuggling or the black market. And because there was no stable supply chain, alcohol was always a scarce commodity in the slums.

But today, in the slums, no one dares to set their sights on this beer hall that belongs to you.

Because all the thugs and bullies here know that your tavern and supply chain are protected by that "monster-strong woman."

Of course, everyone in the slums knows now that the woman has named herself "Jian" (meaning "mace").

No one knew the true identity of the tavern owner, the man named "Qi."

He was well-dressed, and his smile was calm and gentle, as if he had never lived in the slums.

How did he manage to win over that terrifying woman?

But such doubts didn't last long; in the slums, the ability to think is a luxury.

Most people's attention was focused on this one and only tavern.

The tavern's decor was incredibly simple; aside from the bar, there were only chairs and wooden tables for people to sit and drink. Simple, but sturdy enough.

The tavern only offered one type of drink, the cheapest and lowest quality.

[So cheap that even infected people living in slums with meager incomes can afford to get drunk and briefly escape this cruel world.]

With Jian in charge, customers here have absolutely no need to worry about their personal safety, and no one would dare to be so foolish as to rob them or try to dine and dash.

Therefore, from the day it opened, the tavern was always packed with customers. Whether they were poor commoners, tyrannical bullies, or a gang of scavengers, everyone was equal in your tavern.

The tavern is filled with sweat, cheap liquor, cigarette smoke, and noise every day. Even if people gamble or quarrel because of drunkenness in your tavern, as long as they don't cause trouble, you calmly observe it all.

[And your boss will only get involved in one specific situation.]

That's when people talk about politics.

Under the influence of alcohol, people who have long lived in the oppressive conditions of the slums will inevitably find someone willing to express their dissatisfaction with Letania.

[Among them, the vast majority of people will also express their dissatisfaction with the Gemini Queen.]

The reason, of course, is that in recent days, with the fierce battle for "who are the remnants of the Witch King," large-scale wrongful convictions have occurred throughout Letania.

Therefore, many people in similar situations to you flocked to the slums to survive, seeking refuge from the increasingly brutal battle royale in Letania.

Unfortunately, most of them don't have the same military experience or combat skills as you.

Those who blindly enter the slums with their family fortune and wealth mostly face being robbed of everything, or even losing their lives.

Robbery, looting, and murder... these acts unfold daily in various mobile cities, forcing more and more civilians to become refugees and targets of ruthless gangs in the slums, adding even more bloodshed to the already chaotic landscape.

In this environment, the disillusioned, the families destroyed overnight, the displaced… and those increasingly dissatisfied with Letania and the Twin Queens are gathering in large numbers in your tavern.

Then, fueled by alcohol and in the absence of any officials, all the pent-up resentment erupted here.

Here, if someone shouts an insult like "Leytania is a shit country," they'll be met with cheers.

Whenever you hear these topics, you immediately join in.

However, unlike those who only know how to hurl insults and complain, you do not allow anyone to freely insult Letania.

Instead, you've shown them who they truly deserve to curse and resent.

“I have fought for Letania on the battlefield and fought countless times against the Gauls. I love Letania more than any of you.”

“I can tell you, Leitania wasn’t always like this! The Leitania that inspired countless Leitanian men to fight and shed their blood was not what it is today.”

"The former Leitania and the present Leitania are two different countries, with only one difference."

"That is, the Witch King ruled Letania in the past, but now the Twin Queens rule this country!"

Whenever you begin to refute these people's statements, your voice becomes exceptionally loud, your emotions unconsciously surge, and your arms begin to swing with great force.

[This kind of energetic action, even more so than a theatrical performance, combined with your education, clear thinking, and sound logic, will allow you to win every debate.]

Gradually, the people who gathered in the tavern began to get used to your debates.

[They even started to look forward to what stories and novel ideas you would bring to them that day.]

This made your tavern business even more prosperous, and more and more people from the slums came specifically to hear your insights.

"We defeated the Gauls! We breached their capital! I swear, the Gauls' palace was far more magnificent than we imagined! Its treasures were countless!"

"But we won the war, yet the lives of the Leitanians didn't improve at all. Why is that?"

"We have clearly won the victory and partitioned Gaul, yet we have not received any benefits as a result. We haven't even expanded a single war orphanage, hospital, or school. Why is that?!"

"Why do we, the victors, live a miserable life like that of a defeated nation?"

Inside the tavern, this was already the umpteenth time Chen Qi had argued with his guests and gained complete control. What was originally a debate had gradually turned into a one-man show by Chen Qi once again.

With everyone in the tavern watching with great interest and concentration, Chen Qi began his speech once again.

"Why?" someone in the tavern couldn't help but ask loudly.

"—Because those high and mighty people have stolen the wealth that rightfully belongs to the people of Letania!"

Chen Qi pointed his finger vigorously to the sky, using his actions to accuse the rulers in the heavenly palace and his words to curse those high above.

Among the sallow-faced and emaciated Letanians, Chen Qi, tall and slender, stood out from the crowd, making every move he made conspicuous.

"Those high and mighty electors! Use the spoils of our bloody battles to cultivate their 'secret weapon'—the Twin Queens!"

"The Twin Queens overthrew the Witch King, and instead bestowed all the wealth that should have been used to build Letania, reward heroes, and comfort orphans upon the Electors who supported and created them!"

"They stole the wealth that rightfully belonged to every Leitanian who fought and bled! They made our heroes bleed and weep, and now they've turned us into refugees!"

Your words seemed to possess an innate magic; as your expression grew increasingly furious, the emotions of everyone listening in the tavern were stirred.

Because everything you've said is exactly what everyone here is experiencing, or thinks they are experiencing.

You clearly told them who was responsible for everything they were experiencing.

You've made them start hating the same target, the same class, just like you.

"Tell me, all you people who fight for Letania like me, and who love Letania deeply!"

Chen Qi, shouting hoarsely, waved his hands, feeling that his emotions had reached a breaking point!
Now, only one spark is needed.

"Are you still willing to continue sacrificing yourselves for Letania, ruled by the Twin Queens, a nation that has betrayed its heroes and its people?!"

"Absolutely not!" XN
"Are you still willing to obey the twin queens who betrayed the Letanians, those arrogant electors who suck our lifeblood?!"

"Absolutely not!!" XN
Each questioning only elicited increasingly resentful and unwilling responses.

Fueled by burning resentment, everyone in the tavern screamed their hearts out.

Their faces flushed red, and they echoed each other. Their previously lifeless and numb eyes were now ignited with an unprecedented flame of anger!
"no way!"

Faced with the roar of dozens of people, Chen Qi simply responded with the same angry shout, which immediately silenced everyone.

"Therefore we must resist! We must take revenge!"

"We will take back everything that is rightfully ours from those high and mighty twin queens and electors who betrayed us!"

"We who love Letania will no longer be oppressed by anyone! Letania will belong to every person who loves it!"

"We must fight! For us, for our families, for Letania, to the very last moment!"

"fighting!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" XN
The anger that had been stirred up transformed into waves of excited shouts, responding to Chen Qi, who was now drenched in sweat.

On the high platform, Chen Qi looked at the crowd below, their hands and glasses raised high, filled with fervor, excitement, and anger, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction from the scorching air.

Not far away, Jian, who was quietly sitting in the corner of the bar drinking cheap liquor, was scanning the scene before him with a cold gaze, a scene that had been repeated countless times before...

Jian witnessed time and again how the debates in the tavern gradually turned into a one-man show by this man.

The way everyone looked at him changed from initial contempt and disdain to seriousness, and now to trust and even fervor.

Jian looked down at the crowd below the stage, where people were shouting at Qi, venting their anger as if they wanted to devour everything.

Regardless of their poverty, strength, or whether they were infected, they all unanimously and strongly endorsed his words.

And they are willing to dedicate their strength to this momentary madness.

It was as if all of them had suddenly become exactly like He Qi.

For no apparent reason, Jian felt a chill run down his spine, and his whole body was enveloped by a strange fear.

As one of the founders of the tavern, Jian was responsible for security work and also paid special attention to the tavern's daily customers, including regulars and strangers, to prevent potential threats from sneaking into the tavern.

Therefore, she remembered clearly. Today... the tavern had 121 customers.

Of these, 98 were regular customers.

Of these 98 people, Jian knew that 88 of them had already become "organizational members" of Qina's rebellion against the rule of the Twin Queens.

The rest of the people were almost all brought by regular customers, who came specifically to hear that guy's speech.

And now, looking at the guests who were all incredibly enthusiastic, frantically venting their emotions...

She knew that the number of members would probably increase again.

And now, only 6 days have passed since their tavern opened...

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