"How heartless, boy."

“They’re all adults now, they should know that you reap what you sow. In my opinion, the police officers who participated in this battle are not comrades-in-arms, but colleagues who share the spoils,” Isaac said. “Moreover, the overall commander this time is a man named Tang Changzheng, and it is likely that the spoils of this war will favor him.”

"This isn't the time to talk about interests!" Katagiri Yumie shouted from the side. "If those horde of Gastrea ran into Tokyo, we'd all be dead!"

“They won’t die,” Isaac said nonchalantly. “The only ones who will die are the defenseless civilians, and we have enough time to transfer most of the company’s assets. Then we’ll have a place in both Osaka and Sendai.”

Isaac's words made the two of them look very unhappy.

"Furthermore, if Tokyo is really destroyed, other areas will realize the importance of police force. At that time, they will be honored wherever they go and will not have to worry about making money."

After a pause, Isaac continued, "In other words, regardless of whether we win or lose this war, we can be in a position where we 'don't lose out'."

"What a joke!" Katagiri Yumie suddenly roared, "Do you want to abandon the people of this region?"

However, her brother Yushu remained calm, looking down as he pondered something.

“I’m not in power in this region, so how can you say I’m abandoning it?” Isaac retorted.

"This……"

"Facing two thousand Gastrea, I might be able to win by risking my life, but what would I gain? Money or status? A meager salary and a rise in IP ranking are not worth risking my life for," Isaac said ruthlessly.

Katagiri Yuzuki bit her lip and stood still.

Isaac then looked at the two siblings: "You haven't taken any business for several days since the [Citizenship Deprivation Act] was passed, have you?"

“That’s right, this F**KShit bill is utter nonsense,” Yushu said.

Since the bill was implemented, almost all police companies have been affected, except for the persecution of the cursed children.

People reject the children of the curse because they believe they are not entitled to human rights, and the police officers of the police company are all equipped with the Initiator, that is, the child of the curse.

As people continued to protest, the status of the police became increasingly marginalized.

"So, if we directly save Tokyo, some citizens with a conscience will thank us, but the 'anti-cursed children' faction, represented by the [plundered generation], will still find ways to mess with us, and then our business will become even more difficult."

“That’s true, but do you have any plans?” Katagiri Tamaki asked.

He wanted to get out of his current predicament, but he was helpless in the face of the suddenly passed bill.

Isaac said, "Everyone who becomes a police officer does so for money and fame. Because of this bill, we can't get either 'wealth' or 'fame,' so we need to remove this obstacle that's blocking our path to wealth."

"You want to stop the bill? It's no use, this bill is already..."

“Of course I know the bill has passed, but that’s not a big problem,” Isaac laughed. “What’s really holding us back are these voices from the outside…”

Isaac didn't continue speaking, and the Katagiri siblings also shut their mouths.

The stadium fell silent instantly, and faint sounds could be heard coming from outside.

"Drive the cursed child out of Tokyo!"

"Red-eyed monsters, leave!"

"Drive them out!"

Such sounds kept reaching the ears of the people in the stadium.

Tina merely frowned slightly, while Katagiri Yuzuki turned her face away.

Isaac said, "Whether our police company's business is good or not depends on the public's word of mouth. Right now, the entire Tokyo area is rejecting the Cursed Child, so our business is unlikely to be good."

"In other words, there will be more and more people in the Tokyo area who cannot bring us any benefits, and then everyone will just have to wait to starve to death."

Yu Shu stroked his chin in silence, believing that what Isaac said was indeed true.

As the status of the cursed child declines, so too does the status of the police officers, who inevitably receive fewer cases and their business deteriorates.

Several police companies in Tokyo have now gone bankrupt.

"So, going back to the question we were talking about, why would I risk my life to protect a region that doesn't generate any revenue?" Isaac asked.

Isaac's argument is simple: the benefits and expenses are mismatched.

Neither of them answered.

You can't just do something out of pure enthusiasm and end up starving to death.

"So what are you planning to do? Pack your things and move to another city?"

“Of course not, this is just a last resort. Moving directly out of Tokyo would be equivalent to giving up the resources here,” Isaac said. “Actually, I made a mistake before.”

"What error?"

"When I defeated Stage V Scorpio, I thought that as long as I defeated it and protected the people of Tokyo, then after establishing the reputation of Tendo Civil Security Company, the company's development would go smoothly."

"However, I never thought that the [household registration deprivation law] would have such a big impact on business, so I should have let Scorpio in to cause a few troubles before eliminating it."

"..."

Isaac's remarks clearly exceeded the expectations of the two siblings.

They're like a bunch of madmen driven solely by self-interest.

Isaac ignored them and continued, "So, after this law was passed in Tokyo, I came up with a way to maximize the benefits."

"What method?"

"If police companies want to develop in the long term, the best way is to make people realize that they need police officers. In this way, no matter how the law is implemented, we will always be able to make money. After all, there will be revenue only when there is demand."

"So how exactly do we do it?" Yushu asked.

There's a current anti-cursed child movement in Tokyo, and this isn't something that's easy to do.

"It's very simple. Fear creates dependence, so all we need to do is transform the hatred in people's hearts into fear. As for the method, it's quite easy..."

Isaac's lips curled into a wide grin, and a maniacal smile reappeared on his face.

"This will reduce the population of the Tokyo area by half."

"In this way, our profits will be maximized."

Chapter 290: Title

"Doctor? Doctor, are you there?"

Passing the frightening statue, Isaac and Tina descended the moldy stairs.

The unpleasant feeling, as if she had entered a haunted house, made Tina's expression increasingly tense, and she gripped Isaac's clothes tightly.

After saying these things at the stadium, the two siblings said they needed some time to process the information.

After all, they couldn't easily accept the enormous profits gained at the cost of half the lives of the people in Tokyo.

After the two left, Tina asked to see Dr. Sumire Muroto.

The exposed light bulbs hanging from the ceiling emitted an unreliable, weak light, barely illuminating the room.

A complete set of gory Western films lay scattered on the table, while gastrulation fetuses preserved in formalin sat on a shelf. Complex equations were written on the blackboard. Drawer-style cabinet handles for preserving corpses were visible on the left and right walls.

Looking around the chaotic room, Sumire Murato was nowhere to be seen. In the piercing silence, only the chirping of the heated tungsten filament in the light bulb could be heard. Otherwise, there was only the stillness of death.

"Wait outside for a moment." Isaac told Tina to wait outside first, and then went into the laboratory alone.

"Doctor, is he still alive?" Isaac shouted.

“Mr. Isaac, the doctor is still taking a nap.”

At that moment, Natsume Senju emerged from the corner and spoke to the two of them.

Shouldn't the older brother's name be Rentaro Satomi?

"A nap? It's already afternoon." Isaac looked around and found Sumire Muroto fast asleep on the table.

Isaac walked over and shook Sumire Muroto's body.

"Doctor, wake up."

Isaac responded with a series of deliberately produced snores.

"Very good, the doctor is fast asleep. Burn all her treasured corpses!"

"You're a demon!"

The doctor, who had been fast asleep, suddenly woke up.

Good afternoon, doctor.

"Honestly, the only thing I hope you can learn from the old Rentaro Satomi is your gentlemanly manners," Sumire Muroto complained, rubbing her messy hair.

"I suspect that you haven't been teaching Xia Shi knowledge seriously at all."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm very serious about imparting knowledge," said Sumire Muroto. "What brings you here this time?"

“It’s not me looking for you, it’s Tina coming to find you,” Isaac said.

"Oh? Isn't this the little girl you caught last time? So you've finally gotten pregnant unexpectedly this time? And you don't want anyone to know, so you came to my 'black clinic'..."

Isaac didn't say anything, but took a lighter out of his pocket and looked around.

"Just kidding! Don't touch my precious corpse!"

"Sumire Muroto shouted, but then seemed to remember something and said, "Oh right, Akima came to see you before."

"Shōma? Who's that?"

“He must be a senior disciple from 'Rentaro Satomi's' old dojo. He left before he could find you,” Sumire Muroto said with a smile. “I didn’t even tell him that the original Rentaro Satomi has been replaced by a wicked personality from another world.”

Isaac didn't reply, but instead called out, "Tina, you can come in now."

Tina walked in and said, "Doctor, I would like to ask you to take care of 'Senfeld' for me."

'Senfeld' is the auxiliary weapon that Tina has been using. It consists of several small balls floating in the air, created by Dr. Ann Rand. However, she can't go back there now, so she had to come and ask the doctor for help.

Sumire Muroto seemed to already know what had happened, and waved her hand impatiently in front of her face:

"What Anna can do, I can do too. I might as well take care of Isaac's limbs at the same time."

Isaac nodded, then suddenly remembered something: "Tina, after you betrayed that guy Rand, he didn't seem to react much."

Tina shook her head:

"He must have just panicked a little. The Doctor didn't expect me to choose to defect to the enemy instead of committing suicide... But once he's made his preparations, everything will be different. The Doctor values ​​loyalty and hates betrayal. If word gets to the Doctor that I'm living peacefully in the Tokyo area, he'll definitely find a way to eliminate me."

"So what does he plan to do? Come to Tokyo in person?"

"What if the person who comes is someone other than me who initiated the 'NEXT' mechanized soldier surgery?"

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