After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

"Is it the Dongcheng Prison that uses private villas as single cells, and even has its own dentist, regular check-ups, and bathrooms?"

Guo Chenghuang sighed.

"Yes, that's the prison that only accepts minor offenses."

Zhou Yan had mixed feelings.

The Eastern United States has privatized its state-owned assets for a long time, including state-owned industries like prisons, which have been contracted out to private companies.

Before the contract was signed, the management of the Eastern Xia United Kingdom said that private companies would be cheaper. However, after the contract was actually signed, the private company built luxurious single cells in the prison, provided patients with dentists, regular check-ups, various game consoles, and even the meals were specially prepared by a nutritionist, with meat and vegetables at every meal.

This is certainly not because private business owners are kind-hearted; rather, the more benefits they provide to criminals, the more money they can ask the federal government for.

Zhou Yan had seen a news report where a federal government accountant told a reporter that each inmate at Dongcheng Prison requested a government subsidy of 50,000 yuan per month.

The per capita GDP of the Eastern Xia United States is 18. Converted, the monthly government subsidies for prisoners in Dongcheng Prison are more than three times the average, making them truly superior.

Guo Chenghuang sighed.

“Little guy, actually all of us felt that the amount of subsidies for Dongcheng Prison was abnormal, but every time I asked, the contractor of Dongcheng Prison said that they were a private company and that the company’s financial statements and asset flow were confidential. Our federal government cannot investigate them, otherwise it would be illegal and they could sue me in the Supreme Court.”

Zhou Yan chuckled.

Like other capitalists, this prison contractor doesn't know how much money he makes each year, but when it comes to paying taxes or being audited, the IRS can't do anything about it.

The police car drove up to the front of Dongcheng Prison.

Guo Chenghuang patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder again.

"Alright, young man, go in now. I've arranged the best single cell for you in prison. I'll reissue your sentence certificate later."

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes.

Most people are sentenced first and then go in, but I went in first and then got the judgment later. I really don't follow the usual path.

The final chapter is imprisoned

Inside an apartment building.

A nerdy guy sat at his computer desk, his eyes intently watching Zhou Yan's live stream on the computer screen.

The class contradictions in capitalist countries are very strong. This strength is not fake, nor is it hatred hyped up by social networks. Rather, it is the hatred that has settled after real economic crises, land consolidation, and various financial frauds, leaving people homeless, destitute in the old and hopeless in the young.

This hatred lasted for over 60 years.

Many people may not know that the middle class is actually a country's tax revenue reservoir. In most capitalist countries, the upper class and capitalists are not taxed. The military department of the Eastern United States, which is said to be able to make drug lords and underworld bosses obediently pay taxes, is unable to get capitalists to spit out a little more of their riches.

People at the bottom of society can't pay much tax, so only the middle class, who have some money but not many privileges, can reap more benefits and be exploited by the state.

Sixty years ago, the Eastern United States fell into a decline in national power, resulting in the bankruptcy of more than 100 million middle-class people, the loss of homes to more than 2 billion people, a continuous rise in the number of homeless people and the proportion of drug users, and many states even started discussions on civilized and safe drug use facilities for the sake of public safety.

The Eastern Xia Federation is regressing. According to statistics from a top university, a hundred years ago, the class distribution of the Eastern Xia Federation was a pyramid-shaped "△", that is, a very even and healthy class pattern from the highest to the lowest level. Now, the class distribution is an hourglass shape, that is, the middle class has been completely depleted.

While the lives of most ordinary people are not as thoroughly depleted as those of the bourgeoisie, they are also deteriorating day by day, while the monopolistic capitalists and their lackeys, the politicians, are living better and better.

Given this stark contrast and despair over life, many people at the bottom of society no longer feel conflict towards the capitalist class; they feel nothing but hatred.

Anti-intellectualism is one manifestation of hatred.

In response, Zhou Yan stepped forward and started saying he would beat up the capitalists and awakened groups in Indiana. After he actually did it, the public no longer cared about Zhou Yan's identity.

Even if you're the most heinous villain, a ruthless killer, as long as you beat up the capitalists, we're all just half-brothers from the same litter of curly-haired baboons.

As for what Zhou Yan said, giving someone a "666" and getting a punch, or a rocket and getting a kick, that's even more outrageous. During the last economic crisis, large numbers of people lost their homes and were forced to wander the streets with their families. Many people were so angry that they went to Taiping Street to protest.

As a result, people were marching on Taiping Street, while on the second floor of a wealthy man's villa, the rich, dressed in glamorous clothes, held wine glasses and watched with a smile the struggles of the lower class.

Afterwards, the people rioted, but the uprising was suppressed by the government's armed police.

The oppressed people have no idea that they are the victims, while the perpetrators sit in villas and mansions, living a life of luxury, so why should the government protect them?

I'm not convinced!

Now, this discontent has a channel to be vented.

A rocket, right?

The otaku took out his credit card and swiped a rocket for Zhou Yan.

He didn't care about money; he just wanted to see his money transformed into Zhou Yan's fists and feet, venting his anger on the capitalists!

……

Outside Zhangjia Community, on the rooftop of the building where Zhou Yan is located.

Zhou Yan looked at the rocket on his team's backstage with a solemn expression.

The number of rockets has now exceeded 30,000, the number of "666"s has exceeded one million, and the popularity is even more exaggerated, reaching 200 million.

On the platform where Zhou Yan streams, he is already number one in popularity, almost zero behind the second place. The last time he was this popular was during the world's most popular e-sports competition.

how to say?

Zhou Yan knew that the conflict between the upper and lower classes in the Eastern Xia Federation had reached the point of hatred, but he did not expect that simply saying he wanted to beat up the capitalists of the Eastern Xia Federation would attract so much attention and support.

Zhou Yan then looked at the Zhangjia Community across the street.

Perhaps because he had beaten up the Wang family before, more than fifty heavily armed security guards appeared at various entrances and exits of Zhangjia Community.

However, even with such a strong security force, no Indians of the Celestial caste have come out recently.

This can't go on. For some reason, Zhou Yan felt that he had received so many rockets, and if he didn't give back to his audience, was he failing as a person?

that……

Zhou Yan's gaze swept around the Zhang family community, and finally he chose an empty, vacant mansion before speaking to the live stream camera.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these bastards from the Zhang family seem to want to be bastards for life, staying at home and refusing to come out. It's alright, I'll put on a fireworks show for you all."

Zhou Yan pointed the camera at the empty room he had chosen and shouted.

"Lei Lai!"

A flash of purple light appeared in the sky, and a bolt of lightning two meters thick engulfed the deserted mansion. The mansion immediately shattered into countless fragments, leaving a one-meter-deep crater on the ground.

Zhou Yan's live stream room exploded, with thousands of rockets flooding the screen.

Just as Zhou Yan was about to express his gratitude, a rope suddenly flew out from a mansion in Zhangjia Community and flew towards him. The rope emitted a golden light that could be seen even in daylight, indicating its extraordinary nature.

Zhou Yan squinted and watched for a while.

Name: Immortal Binding Rope (Imitation)

Supernatural powers.

Binding Immortals: Can bind most awakened beings below the level of True God.

Freedom: The tension can be adjusted according to the size of the person being bound.

Soul Suppression: Bound by ropes, unable to use supernatural powers without divine status.

Incantation to break the curse: ￥＃……%＃￥%……

The Immortal Binding Rope arrived in front of Zhou Yan, who hesitated before uttering a half-baked phrase in one of the 365 official languages ​​of Indiana.

“￥%＃￥…”

The rope paused briefly, then fell, and Zhou Yan caught it.

Omniscience is really useful.

……

Inside the study of a villa in Zhangjia Community.

Su Changqing, the vice leader of the Mi Luo Sect and Su Bijun's great-uncle, stood behind his desk. On either side of his desk were several members of the Dazheng clan from Xiluo Prefecture, as well as other elders of the Heavenly God caste.

"how is this possible?"

Su Changqing, who had just thrown out the Immortal Binding Rope, looked surprised.

He sensed that Zhou Yan had subdued his Immortal Binding Rope, and not in the way Guo Chenghuang did with his extremely high awakening level to ignore the Immortal Binding Rope, but rather by using the incantation to break the curse.

How can this be?

How did that child know the incantation to break the curse?

Upon seeing Su Changqing's discomfiture, Dongfang Li, the uncle of Dongfang Shuo who had been beaten by Zhou Yan, couldn't help but stand up and curse.

"Are we, the descendants of celestial beings, really going to be bullied by a mere brat? Su Changqing! I think we should stop being so lenient. Brother Zhao and I will join forces and beat that kid up!"

Dongfang Li believed that his combat strength was not much worse than Dongfang Yu's. The Brother Zhao that Dongfang Li mentioned was the strongest among the remnants of the Dazheng clan from Xiluo Prefecture who came to Zhongzhou City this time. His name was Zhao Yonghe.

Even if these two joined forces, or even if a few more highly awakened demigods who were no less powerful than Dongfang Yu were brought in, wouldn't they be able to beat Zhou Yan so badly that his own mother wouldn't recognize him?

Su Bijun's great-uncle, the vice leader of the Mi Luo Sect, couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, the demigod power they brought to Zhongzhou City this time is definitely greater than any of the four major academies that are not suppressed by a true god. For someone like Zhou Yan, they only need to use one-third of their demigod power to fight back.

But this is not very meaningful, because Zhou Yan may just be a substitute for some kind of will of the Four Divine Beasts.

Su Changqing felt that it wasn't Zhou Yan who was making them unhappy, but rather the Four Divine Beasts. Otherwise, why would Zhou Yan's live stream suddenly become so popular? And why hadn't the cyber police shut down Zhou Yan's live stream despite all the trouble he had caused?

Su Changqing knew very well that their idea of ​​proselytizing in the upper echelons of Zhongzhou City had failed after Zhou Yan defeated Su Bijun.

The higher-ups in Zhongzhou City no longer felt that Su Bijun and her group possessed any divine qualities, so it was necessary for them to slander Zhou Yan afterward.

Because the Mi Luo sect could no longer access the upper levels, it could only take the lower levels.

The subtlety of the lower-level approach is that no matter how stupid or foolish your statements are, or how illogical they are that any normal person can see at a glance, people will believe them, and quite a few people will believe them.

Therefore, as long as Zhou Yan is labeled as a villain, creating a fixed mindset, and then Su Bijun casually displays her charming and seductive figure as Xin Yuehu, there will naturally be enthusiastic fans defending Su Bijun, even twisting the fact that Su Bijun lost to Zhou Yan and saying that Zhou Yan lost to Su Bijun or something like that.

It's important to understand that Su Changqing doesn't care about the Four Divine Beasts suppressing public opinion. This is because the world isn't just about the Eastern Xia Federation; other countries like the Eastern Sea Kingdom and the Ocean Alliance also have their own online communities. Indiana has investments in these online communities. When the time comes, all he needs to do is post a few messages slandering Zhou Yan on foreign websites, and then say that his own government is suppressing the news and protecting the awakened ones. Anyone who wants to know the truth can bypass the Great Firewall and go to the Eastern Sea Kingdom's website or other places to find out. He'll guarantee that a bunch of conspiracy theorists will go looking for information.

Netizens in the Eastern United States love news that is censored domestically but only seen abroad; they like to call it the truth.

The result was quite unexpected for Su Changqing. Instead of joining forces with the Four Divine Beasts to delete posts and suppress rumors in the face of public opinion, Zhou Yan directly admitted that he was a bad guy and then came to cause trouble.

The people's simple sense of justice and their desire for amusement are not in conflict. Therefore, the people will be very happy to see Zhou Yan beat up the capitalists and upper class in Zhangjia Community. Zhou Yan will go from a violent maniac to a hero admired by the people.

The public has long since reached the point where, regardless of your background, as long as you beat up or oppose capitalists, you are considered a hero.

For example, a certain blond-haired president who comes from a capitalist family.

After thinking for a moment, Su Changqing spoke to the person in front of his desk.

"Let's skip the fighting."

Su Changqing took out his phone.

"I'll call Xuanwu."

The others looked displeased but said nothing. They weren't fools; they could all see that Zhou Yan's current audacity was only possible because the Four Divine Beasts were backing him up. Therefore, the best approach was definitely not to lower themselves to confront Zhou Yan, but rather to find the Four Divine Beasts to undermine him.

Su Changqing dialed Xuanwu's number.

Xuanwu's calm voice rang out.

"Changqing, what brings you here?"

Su Changqing sneered.

Do you know Zhou Yan?

"Zhou Yan, oh, I remember now, isn't he that energetic, lively kid under Zhuque's command? Hahaha, I heard that Zhuque also seems to have a headache with this kid, saying that he always has to clean up his messes. A dignified True God is becoming a little maid serving Zhou Yan."

"Lord Xuanwu, please don't joke with me. We came to Zhongzhou City to seek cooperation. If you don't want to cooperate with us, we can leave now without any problem."

Upon hearing this, the Taisho descendants and the Heavenly Caste of Indiana in the study all felt a chill.

Xuanwu on the other end of Su Changqing's phone remained silent for a few seconds.

"Why does it have to be this serious? It's just a conflict between some children."

Su Changqing and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Xuanwu would send them back. The Taisho descendants and the people of the Heavenly God caste had finally waited for the moment when the world was in chaos and the federal government needed to establish territories. How could they be willing to run away without taking anything?

If Xuanwu had been a little harsher just now, they would have been the ones to soften their tone.

Xuanwu continued.

"However, you should also consider whether you have done anything excessive recently that offended Zhou Yan."

Su Changqing's tone softened.

"We'll be more careful about our words and actions later, but that Zhou Yan guy..."