Warhammer, I'm a nanny, not your father!

Koz was silent.

"Just this once," he said dryly. "I don't want you to help me this way."

Wop smiled and walked into the elevator.

Koz learned how to operate the elevator without any instruction, and he made the elevator descend further to the bottom nest.

The loud roar of the elevator sounded the alarm for the children on guard. The teenagers picked up their weapons and surrounded the elevator under the leadership of Fili.

They looked nervous, not knowing what to face.

As the elevator descended, they could see the man inside and the crowd cheered.

"It's Mr. Wop!"

"Long Live the Midnight Haunter!"

"Where is Sevatar?" Curze asked.

Fili: "Sevatar is on patrol outside. He's cleaning out the remaining forces of other gangs."

"One thousand people, follow me to the elevator."

"Where are we going?" Fili asked.

Coz said, "Go down to the nest, I need someone to help me."

The crowd erupted in even louder cheers, and the children's faces flushed with excitement.

This was the first time the pale giant told them he needed their help!

"Can I go?" Fili asked expectantly.

She wasn't asking about Cozee, she was asking about Wop.

Wop smiled and nodded. "Yes, we need five hundred boys and five hundred girls. Don't bring weapons. Leave them to others. There are enough weapons for us in the lower nest."

Koz frowned at Fili. He didn't need so many girls. He needed boys to help him conquer the city.

But Wop had spoken, and Coates didn't want to disobey him.

He didn't want Wop to think he was a rebellious child.

Although he is two meters and five feet tall, he is only eight months old and is still in the growth period. He is of course a child.

Chapter 26 New Order

"The masses are ignorant. The exhaustion of survival leaves them no time to ponder the meaning of life, nor do they understand the significance of justice and civilization. Justice cannot unite them, but hatred can; it is the simplest way to unite a group."

On the elevator going up, Wop was educating the children, and Coze was listening quietly in the dark.

"What are we going to do?" Fili asked.

"Tell them the truth," Woppe said. "Tell them that their labor could have been worth more, tell them who is exploiting them, and tell them how to take back what is theirs."

"Not only tell them, but also give them back what belongs to them. Only when they actually have the rights, they will understand why they should defend them, because they really have a cow."

"What is a cow?" Fili asked confusedly.

Wop: "The cow is a creature of ancient Terra, but this is just a metaphor. The cow can also be something else. For example, you are almost starving to death, and all you have is a piece of corpse starch. Now I want to take this piece of corpse starch from you. Will you resist?"

Fili said "oh" and took out her corpse starch and handed it to Wop.

Wop didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What if someone else wants to steal your most precious thing?"

"No." Fili held the corpse starch in her arms and looked at Koz warily.

Koz glanced at her, not understanding why Fili was looking at him like that.

Is he the kind of person who would snatch a stick of corpse starch from her?

The elevator stopped at the bottom of the lower nest. Coz said, "This is our new home. Follow me to get weapons. You need to defend this place by yourselves."

The bodies had been disposed of by Wop, who, bored to death, collected the gang's weapons and piled them in the armory.

The weapons of the lower nest gang are much more sophisticated than those of the bottom nest. The bottom nest has the most scrap guns, and only a few laser guns that are poorly maintained and severely worn.

The gangs in Xiachao are all equipped with laser guns, and they are all very new, because there is a military factory in their territory.

Although most of the military factory's production capacity had to be handed over to the nobles, the remaining capacity was enough for them to maintain their rule.

The boys were armed, and Curze took only a hundred men.

While the others stayed behind to protect their new home, the girls took charge of making it feel more like home.

Dorothy stayed in the Lower Nest to continue educating the children of the Lower Nest. They would build a new school in the Lower Nest to teach the children of the Lower Nest.

The ventilation fans spewed foul air into the hive of eternal night, and the fan blades pounded the screaming bearings endlessly, sucking up the stench accumulated deep in the Quintus hive.

The shut-down recycling centers and outdated water systems make the temperature unbearable. The streets are crowded with people, sweaty bodies, garbage everywhere, and the stench is pervasive.

With every breath, a strong smell of copper rust fills the mouth, which is so close to the smell of rancid blood.

That smell accompanies people when they are born and will accompany them when they die.

The 'off-get off work' crowd carefully avoided the gun-wielding teenagers and headed towards the factory under the leadership of a pale giant.

The Als Gang's lair had been out of contact with other strongholds for three days, and anyone who entered that area did not come out alive.

The residents living nearby all know that things are going to change here, and these half-grown children may become the new owners here.

But this has nothing to do with them, because no matter who the ruler is, it does not affect their having to work hard to support their families.

Outside the factory walls, Coz motioned for the others to stay in the alley, out of the line of fire from the ramparts.

"Sir, I'm Besser, the factory manager. Who are you?"

There were dozens of guns on the wall pointing at Coze, and their boss was hiding behind the watchtower and shouting at him.

The lower class people don’t care who the ruler is. In fact, they don’t really care, because Besser himself is always thinking about overthrowing Als and taking charge.

The Als Gang is a very general concept. There are dozens of factions within it, each of which is an independent gang that controls a block.

Although Besser didn't know the details of these people, the new ruler would usually only kill the original ruler of the gang and would not make things difficult for the factions below. This was the rule of the Lower Nest Gang.

No one would ever break this rule, because the new rulers also needed the factions below to help them maintain their rule.

Besser planned to negotiate with them. He could make concessions on the share of the profits, but the factory could only be his.

Coz knew what he was thinking. He could see through the man's future at a glance, but he never intended to negotiate with them.

His figure disappeared in the darkness, and Besser and others were stunned, trying to find Coze in the dark.

They didn't understand why people suddenly disappeared and didn't realize the danger.

Until Besser's throat was slit first, followed by his men, leaving no one alive.

A few minutes later, the gate of the wall opened and a pale giant waved to the other teenagers in the darkness.

Half of the group followed Coze to the factory, while the other half expertly controlled the fence, ensuring the factory gates remained closed until Coze finished his hunt.

……

"What happened?"

Mason paced back and forth on the production line where tens of thousands of workers were working, and he always felt uneasy.

Boss Besser hasn't come back yet from negotiating with the new gang. Could something have happened?

I don't know why it's so quiet outside. The gang members would come to inspect the production line from time to time. Although they knew nothing about technology or management, they could bully the workers to satisfy their vanity.

As a foreman, Mason is caught between the gangsters and the workers.

He had to help the gangs manage the workers, and at the same time, he had to please the gangs so that the workers would not be oppressed too harshly.

But even so, this job is something others would love to have.

Although Mason would occasionally curse Besser and his men in his heart, he couldn't help but worry about Besser at this moment.

Mason had lost a lot to get this job.

What would happen to his job if something happened to Besser?

Mason looked outside from time to time, hoping to see gang members coming in to bully the workers, which at least proved that everything was normal.

Gradually, he heard gunshots and curses from gangsters outside.

He knew that something was wrong. The new gang boss seemed dissatisfied with Boss Besser's rule and wanted to take direct control of the factory.

Can Boss Besser win?

Mason was worried.

He should win, otherwise Boss Besser will escape to the factory with his men.

Mason was thinking, and for a moment he forgot to look at the road and bumped into a wall.

He looked up and was shocked to realize that this was not a wall, but a pale giant he did not recognize.

"Mason." The pale giant pronounced his name. "From now on, this place is managed by Night Haunter. Gather the other foremen. You need to stand trial."

Chapter 27 Trial

"It's over, it's all over now!"

Mason had a sad face, surrounded by other worried foremen.

They are able to become foremen, some of them are hereditary and do have the skills.

But more often than not, they are like Mason, who got the job by selling out their interests and currying favor with Bethel.

Now that Besser is dead and his gang is finished, those foremen who depended on Besser will definitely be liquidated.

The fear of death urged them to run quickly, but they did not dare to run.

If they don't run, they will die, but if they run, their whole family will die.

Besides, where could they run to?

Without this job, their family would starve to death in a few days.

If their deaths could appease the new boss, at least their wives and children would have a chance to survive.

The pale giant walked into the room amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the others. The gun-wielding teenagers did not follow him, which made some people have strange thoughts.

Although he is tall and strong, there are more of them!

"Mason, you are guilty." The pale giant looked at Mason, which made him feel hopeless.

He didn't know why the giant knew his name, but he always felt that everything about him was seen through.

"You sold out your wife and begged Besser for mercy in exchange for this job."

Mason lowered his head in shame as he thought of his wife.

She was a famous beauty in the neighborhood, and they were childhood sweethearts, so she gave up wealth and fame to marry him.

But he could bring her nothing. Before he became a foreman, they often went hungry and even their children almost starved to death.

He had to give up his last bit of dignity and let his wife kneel down to beg Besser.

From that day on, he got the job and their child survived, but he never saw his wife again.

He knew what had happened to his wife, but what could he do?

"Go find her. If she forgives you, you still have a chance to atone for your sins."

Mason is guilty, but his wife is the one who should judge him.

Mason looked up in astonishment and met the giant's cold gaze.

The giant didn't urge him, didn't even pay any attention to him, and turned to look at the others.

"Howard, you are as guilty as he is," said the Giant. "Go to your daughter and ask her forgiveness."

Howard lowered his head, and being smarter than Mason, he left the room.

The giant did not stop him, nor did he stop Mason, who realized it later.

A foreman seized the opportunity and hurriedly said, "I'll go apologize to my daughter too!"

The giant looked at him and said nothing, just when he thought he could survive.

His mouth tasted fishy-sweet, his throat was cut, and he died in the pain of suffocation.