Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Her teacher gave her a place to experiment, and Zaan was the cornerstone for her to realize her dream.

She wants to really work hard for these infected people.

During this period, she has been trying to gather some of her thoughts and ideas and write a notebook of her own.

This time, she didn't want to live as Koch's pawn.

She wants to be herself.

She wanted to do it for once, Tallulah.

The pen rustled on the paper. Red Dragon wrote and drew on his notebook with his eyes lowered. The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a golden haze.

The light stretched out, and it seemed as if a white deer was nodding and smiling at her.

Warwick was holding the work log that Tallulah had written during this period, and the werewolf pinched his nose in embarrassment.

In today's Zaun, with Tallulah helping to formulate policies at the top and the Patriots maintaining law and order at the bottom, plus various institutions set up in the middle with former backbones of the Reunion Movement as cadres, the whole of Zaun is thriving.

Instead, it seems that he, the nominal mayor, is useless.

Return to Xiosta and give Tallulah's work log to White Rabbit.

Frost Star looked at the familiar font, nodded and put it away.

At the same time, I was somewhat amazed.

The suggestions that Tallulah is putting forward now are all extremely helpful to the construction of Zaun.

Such as setting up a joint trade union, establishing a mutual aid group for infected people, setting up assistance agencies, and establishing official designated governance areas in a point-to-point, face-to-face model.

There is also an infected support group established with representative infected people with strong discipline and self-control selected from former members of the Integration Movement as the core. This is to compete with the capital companies that come to Zaun to set up large factories and demand legitimate employee benefits.

All these fantastic ideas, which came from nowhere, have made the city of Zaun, which was originally composed of unorganized and undisciplined infected, more united than most city-states composed mainly of non-infected people.

After all, we are all infected and have a natural sense of identity.

Moreover, most of those who come to Zaun to make a living are infected people who have left their homes and cannot survive. They are grateful to have something to eat and to guarantee their basic right to life.

Not to mention that there are people now, and official forces are willing to stand up for them.

It was this sense of identity that the previous integration movement relied on to unite all the infected people in the city of Chernobyl and capture Chernobyl.

However, because of this, many companies that had originally planned to move into Zuan and make huge profits by relying on cheap labor have also suffered greatly.

These companies, which had already formed oppressive habits in big cities like Victoria and Columbia, suddenly discovered this when they arrived in Zaun.

Their tricks don't work anymore?

These peasants, when they say they are going on strike, they really are going on strike!

And the most outrageous thing is that this government supports your strike.

Shouldn't you unite with us to reap the benefits of these guys? Why are you squeezing us instead?

But there is no way, because these people found that because the Zaun government does not require companies to pay taxes, even if employees are given benefits far beyond their budget, the actual cost is much cheaper than in other cities.

After doing the math, these capitalists had no choice but to accept it.

“Instead of obsessing over removing the scales and shells from small fish and shrimp, it would be better to find a big fish and bite off a piece of its meat so that the small fish and shrimp can eat their fill.”

Candela looked at the report on the desk, then at the coffee in the cup and took a sip.

"Then, through medical care, housing, and related supporting facilities, we can collect more profits from these already fattened small fish and shrimp."

“There are only a few big fish, but these few big fish can feed countless small fish and shrimps…

Once the big fish are bitten and leave, new big fish will join in, and there are also many small fish that have transformed into big fish...

By tying oneself to these weaklings, one can gain several times or even dozens of times the profits...

At the same time, it can make these guys grateful..."

“Such courage and skill, what a fascinating man.

This is an abyss that I dare not touch, but he walks on it as if it were flat ground. "

Putting down the gold-rimmed coffee cup, Candela took a deep breath.

"I wonder what kind of person this leader of Zaun is..."

The strong woman holds her face.

Chapter 66: Yelena Vander

If we say that Xiosta was established, it was because of the unique geographical advantages favored by God.

So many Solaces are special cases that succeeded entirely because of the political animal leader's good maneuvering and ability to get along with everyone.

If we think normally, this place wouldn't be a place for any city to exist, let alone a den of brothel!

Because this is the intersection of three forces.

Victoria, Letania, and the Bolivarians themselves, the three aspects combined, create a complex and turbulent situation beneath the surface.

But it gave rise to strange creatures like Dosores.

And because of this, this strong woman also urgently hopes that another force can intervene to help her share the increasing pressure and...

Cut off all those wrists that were reaching into Dosores.

Looking at the entire Terra, there is no more suitable candidate than the emerging city of Zaun.

"Fantastic new technology, powerful iron-blooded tactics, unfathomable strength, and a mysterious background that is enough to convince two major countries to endorse it..."

The slender fingers tapped lightly on the forehead, and the middle-aged beauty, who did not look old but rather particularly charming because of her good maintenance, tilted her head.

She really didn't know how to refuse such a powerful helping hand.

Many years ago, she wanted to dock herself and a new city like Longmen, but Wei Yanwu refused.

But he didn't expect that since the boss of Zaan decided to come this year, Mayor Wei, whom he had begged for many years in vain, also came.

What a surprise.

"mayor."

There was a knock on the door, and the golden-haired Pero boy walked in with his sunshine-like blond hair. With his confident and youthful expression, he looked like a "sunny and cheerful big boy".

"Mayor, Miss Chen from Longmen is here."

The sunny and cheerful boy turned sideways, and Miss Chen, wearing a tight suit and carrying a water gun, walked in with a face as if she had snatched her mother away.

When Candela saw the dragon girl with a stubble-face who looked exactly like Wei Laoer many years ago, she stood up with a smile on her face.

"Ms. Chen Huijie, it seems you arrived first.

I have heard before that the leader of the Special Inspection Team of the Longmen Guard Bureau is a young and outstanding person. Today I see that he is indeed a handsome man. "

Old Chen was stunned, then her face turned slightly red. She was not the kind of person who would feel embarrassed because of compliments from others.

Mainly because the current leader of the Longmen Special Inspection Team...

It's the barbecued pork cat.

"Ah!"

Her long, golden, spiral-curled hair trembled. She took the tissue handed to her by Xingxiong and blew her nose hard.

"Strange, I don't have a cold either."

Patting his tender little face, the little tiger looked at the star bear beside him with some surprise.

Xingxiong spread his hands helplessly.

"Don't look at me. The last time I caught a cold was because there were drug dealers in the inland river. I jumped to the bottom of the river and caught a cold. At that time, you were still studying in Victoria, my eldest lady."

The little tiger's face fell.

"Tsk... you are just a simple-minded idiot with strong limbs."

With a disdainful snort, Shi Huaiya folded her long, slender legs that were as pink and white as tender lotus roots, leaned back, and waved.

"Waiter, give this cactus ice cream to this stupid lady."

After a while, a bucket of evil-looking ice cream was brought up and placed in front of Xingxiong.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss. May you live a long life."

Xingxiong took the ice cream and didn't care what Shi Huaiya said.

Anyway, there is ice cream to eat.

"Hey, you're so relaxed..."

Looking at Xing Xiong who was having a great time showing off his ice cream, Shi Huaiya sighed and took out his communicator.

She took over from Lao Chen as the head of the Guard Bureau. Even if she was on vacation in Dosores, she had to distribute the daily task logs and review the execution of tasks in each department.

Fortunately, compared to a few years ago, the infected people in Longmen are relatively less likely to cause trouble because of the existence of Zaun Technology Company. The only problem is the imbalance between local and foreign forces among the gangs.

Just as Shi Huaiya was typing away, she was thinking about how to resolve the recent incident involving the fat man who fell into the porridge bucket at Zaun Technology Company.

"Hey!"

Her arm was hit by Xingxiong.

"Missy, look, something's happening!"

She frowned at Xingxiong's voice, but her eyes did not move away from the communicator.

The matter of this fat half-blooded guy from the East and Yan countries falling into the porridge bucket has been going on for many days, and she must solve it today.

"Oh, just order whatever you want and put it on my account."

With an impatient hum, Shi Huaiya continued typing.

"No! Missy, look, that looks like Lin Yuxia!"

As soon as Xingxiong finished speaking, the little tiger immediately raised his head.

Sure enough, not far from them, a pink-haired mouse with ears that looked like button mushrooms and a golden-haired Pero were coming towards them.

"Phew, I'm so tired."

After finding an empty table, Lin Yuxia spread out her clothes on a chair.

She had just arrived in Dossores this morning with Ceob.

The first thing the little mouse did when he arrived here was to find a place to quench his thirsty throat.

God knows why Dos Solès is so rich, but Bolivar is as poor as a dog!

Fortunately, they set foot in this prosperous area, otherwise she suspected that she would be killed by the heat.

After letting out a long sigh, Lin Yuxia pulled her clothes in a very ungraceful manner.

This is not Longmen, and no one knows her, so she doesn't need to be so reserved and can act recklessly.

With his legs propped up on the table, his slippers playfully tucked between his fingertips, the little mouse beckoned for a waiter, then waved to Zekeobe.

"Just ask him for anything you want to eat. It's my treat."

As Zaun's former chief secretary and current president, Little Mouse doesn't even need his father's sponsorship. The money in his pocket is enough to support a group of Ceobs.

Besides, didn’t that pink dragon sponsor her a large sum of money some time ago?

"Oh yeah!"

When Ceobe heard that there was something to eat, she immediately became energetic.

Picking up the menu on the table, Cheobe looked at it.

Then a push.

The waiter was stunned. Is this dissatisfaction?

After all, those who can come to Dosoles to play are either rich or noble, so they have all kinds of tempers.

And he had seen people with strange tempers before.

Immediately, the waiter straightened his attitude and cleared his throat.

"Miss, you are not satisfied..."

But before he could finish his words, Ceobe held out her hand.