Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

And with such immense political power throughout the winter, they could hardly think of anyone else.

This made them feel like they knew the truth.

The fact that no charges have been leveled against the executive "Rich Man" Pantalone suggests that someone at a higher level in the Winter's Reign, who holds the power behind the scenes, has tacitly approved of all of Pantalone's actions.

If the authorities have indeed tacitly approved of the actions of the executive officer "The Rich" Pantalone, then this may represent the will of Winter itself, and all those who defy it are opposing the will of the nation.

An individual's existence is far too insignificant compared to that of a nation; under such immense power, an individual would be mercilessly crushed.

This result made all those who had once doubted Pantalone feel a deep, chilling cold far more piercing than the bitter cold of this snow country.

They had expected this massive march to cause a stir, but they ultimately discovered that most people seemed indifferent to it all after the marchers were broken up.

The previous public opinion seemed to have vanished, leaving most of the Fools officers directly under Pantalone's command bewildered. They seemed somewhat incredulous that everything had been so easily quelled.

The civil servant who was a fanatical and die-hard supporter of Lord Pantalone also raised this question with Lord Pantalone.

Pantalone offered this explanation for his doubts.

"What kind of people do you think those who participated in the march were?"

Pantalone asked his civil servant in this way.

Upon hearing this, the civil official was taken aback for a moment, then recalled the identities of most of the protesters, and while recalling the memories in his mind, he answered honestly.

"According to the intelligence gathered by our people, the vast majority of those people are merchants, workshop owners, or asset holders, while a small number are probably members of the noble interest groups of Zhidong."

"However, although those interest groups have some influence, they are naturally just insignificant people to you, the actual controller of the Northern Bank."

Seeing that his civil officials had clearly failed to understand his meaning, Pantalone chose to rephrase his question and asked it again.

"To put it another way, what percentage of the population do you think those people represent during the entire winter solstice? Or do you think they can represent the vast majority of the population during the entire winter solstice?"

"This……"

Upon hearing this, the civil official was taken aback for a moment, but then quickly understood what Pantalone meant.

"I think I understand what you mean. You mean that those people, compared to the vast majority of people throughout the winter, cannot represent the thoughts and will of everyone?"

"Almost there, but it needs to be corrected again."

When Pantalone saw that his civil servant quickly understood his meaning, he smiled slightly and said...

"Merchants, workshop owners, asset holders... these people may have a certain influence, but in essence they are just standing higher than the vast majority of people, which makes their voices much louder than those of the general public."

"In fact, the vast majority of people do not care what changes my plans will bring, or what changes will occur at the top for ordinary people, which will neither improve nor worsen their lives."

"If that's the case, then all the struggles at the top are meaningless to the people at the bottom, because they don't actually care about these things."

"Only those who actually hold assets and have vested interests will care about the social resources that my plan will cause to be washed away and reshuffled, which may leave them with nothing in the new era."

"They seem to represent the voice of the people of Zhidong, but you have to understand that for the people of Zhidong, the upper and lower classes are actually separated. The people in the lower classes don't actually know what kind of system the upper class is."

"They also couldn't distinguish between nobles and officials. For most ordinary people, things like what they would eat for their next meal and whether they would starve to death on the streets tomorrow were probably far more important than national affairs and policy changes."

"The division between the upper and lower levels has caused some of the voices from the upper levels to drown out the voices from the lower levels. This is why those people seem to have a lot of voices, but if you cut them off, the vast majority of people actually have no thoughts at all."

"That's why I say that once you shut down the loudest group, everything else is essentially just a rabble."

"For such a rabble, as long as we cut off their information, they will fall apart on their own without me having to do much in this regard."

"Do you understand what I mean now?"

Upon hearing this, the civil official, who had only vaguely grasped the meaning, suddenly understood.

In fact, he had a vague feeling about it, but he couldn't accurately describe the feeling in his heart. He could only vaguely sense what the reason was.

However, he wasn't entirely able to explain the exact cause of all this.

After listening to Pantalone's words, he instantly understood everything.

This made him marvel at the wisdom of Mr. Pantalone, who always managed to pinpoint the essence of a problem.

Sure enough, he learned a lot from working under Master Pantalone. Being able to work under Master Pantalone was truly a blessing he had earned in eight lifetimes.

He now follows behind Master Pantalone every day, simply listening to Master Pantalone's speeches. Master Pantalone gives him a blank check for 5,000 virtual coins every month, which translates to 5 million Mora in reality.

Although he is only a minor civil servant now, his income has already surpassed the average level of most officers in the Fools. This is the source of his pride in serving Lord Pantalone as his lackey!

Thinking about this, he suddenly felt that all his 007 and 996 workdays for Mr. Pantalone had become worthwhile, which made him feel an overwhelming sense of pride.

After all, others who want this blessing don't even have the chance to receive it.

"However, this is just the beginning. Cutting off those loud guys won't be considered a return on investment. I'll have my subordinates help me prepare and figure out a way to get most of the people of Zhidong to accept my plan."

After explaining everything to his civil servant, Pantalone casually gave his new instructions to his subordinates.

After hearing the new instructions from Pantalone, he finally came to his senses.

He bowed his head respectfully and asked Pantalone for more detailed instructions on the mission.

"what do you mean?"

"Do you remember what I called those opposition figures?"

He turned to look at his civil servant subordinate, his face still bearing a friendly expression, and said...

"Most people are still ignorant. As long as my plan truly benefits them, they will spontaneously support me. Then my plan will not only be politically correct, but will even become politically correct in the eyes of the entire Winter People."