The villain's way to tame the protagonist

Because under such high pressure, Ming Furo had almost forgotten the idea she had always adhered to, that is, Ansel always had "bad intentions" towards her.

Or rather, she seemed to have indeed... given up this idea.

Because Anser did such a perfect job in playing the role of "father".

Ming Fuluo, who is so perfect that she lacks this important role in her life, longs for his guidance and teachings when she is with him, no matter how much pressure she is under. She longs to be able to truly come into contact with the knowledge of the word "change".

Even though she could clearly realize this now that she had calmed down, it was already... too late to change the situation.

She couldn't get rid of this feeling, or rather, this was the sea... This was the rational choice Ming Furo made after weighing the pros and cons.

When she was with Ansel, she no longer had the energy to think about these things. Only when she was still Ming Fuluo could she barely glimpse the possible danger from this abnormality.

This game dominated by Anser...its victory or defeat depends on which of the two territories develops better in the end.

According to common sense, the development of a city is a long process. Not to mention a month, even a year may not show obvious changes.

But... Little Pelican City was like a carriage pulled by a fierce horse that had been fed a potion. It was becoming more and more unscrupulous, running almost madly across the wilderness.

too fast.

It was as if an invisible hand was pulling it, pulling it towards the bottomless abyss.

Attracting too much attention is definitely not a good thing, but Ming Fuluo couldn't tell what was wrong with it.

Anser restrained all the extraordinary people, so no one could use violence to wantonly pick and plunder this fruit. The unknown problem, the uneasiness she felt...where did it come from?

Ming Fuluo silently put a piece of broccoli into her mouth. She was somewhat glad that Ansel didn't tie her to his side all the time. Otherwise, how would she have the time and energy to think about these things?

While feeling grateful, Ming Fuluo also felt deeply powerless.

Even though she could think and think of the problem, she couldn't change anything.

The only one who can change all this is the Father.

These words suddenly popped up in Miss Doll's mind. Almost at the same time, her body stiffened slightly and even her chewing stopped.

……absurd.

She whispered this in her mind and continued eating.

But the vibration from the pocket of her white coat interrupted her movements again.

This time Ming Fuluo didn't say anything. She stood up neatly with the plate in her hand, and prepared to leave without caring that there was still most of the food left on the plate.

"Ming Fuluo? Why did you leave?" Hendrick didn't understand why Ming Fuluo left suddenly. "Let's talk about... the matter in Little Pelican City. There may still be improvements to the soil strengthening agent—"

"Anser called me."

With just this one sentence, Hendrick couldn't say anything more.

He smiled and said cheerfully, "Then Lord Anser's side is more important, go quickly."

Ming Fuluo nodded slightly, but when she turned around and was about to leave, Hendrick suddenly called her.

"...Ming Fuluo."

This middle-aged man, who was both a teacher and a father to Ming Fuluo and one of the few important figures in her life, hesitated for a long time and finally said softly:

"Are you...happy now?"

Ming Fuluo frowned slightly, seeming a little puzzled: "Why do you ask this question?"

"I just want to know." Hendrick seemed a little uneasy, nervous for some reason. "Are you happy to see the Little Pelican City and the changes in Watson County? Do you think... all the efforts you have made are worth it?"

Ming Furo stared at Hendrick quietly. The calmness in her purple eyes made the latter subconsciously look away.

"I'm fine, Hendrick." Ming Fuluo responded softly, "As you said, I think it's all worth it."

"Why do you have such doubts? You, Rong Geer, and others have been teaching me this since Grandpa passed away, right?"

"I just wanted to confirm." Ming Fuluo's answer put Hendrick at ease. "You have taken on too much. Until recently, Rong Geer and I felt a little regretful. We thought that the expectations and pressure we put on you might be too great."

"There is no such thing, Hendrick."

Ming Fuluo Zeger raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "I'm fine now, and I'll do better in the future, don't worry."

"Well, you are indeed... an amazing genius, Ming Fuluo."

Looking at Ming Fuluo's departing back, Hendrick whispered with great relief and relief:

"It's great that you didn't feel any pain from this."

Ming Fuluo didn't know what Hendrick whispered, but her steps unconsciously became lighter.

Even she herself did not realize that she was looking forward to meeting Anser more and more... time and time again.

When betrayal became a helpless misunderstanding, when she was faced with many difficulties and had a hard time... Ming Furo wanted more and more to be with Ansher again.

But the boy is no longer young, and he no longer treats himself as intimately and gently as he used to treat his friend.

The boy now, under the seemingly gentle appearance, hides the coldness that Ming Fuluo can vaguely see. He is high above, and always holds the absolute dominance.

They are no longer friends, just like the attitude he showed in that speech when he carried the exhausted Xitana away and left himself in the ruins.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s fine like this, this is also...also good.

*

In the lounge, Ming Furo was observing the scene of another city in the Hydra territory related to this game through the shadow crystal given to her by Ansher.

Breeze City in Linghu Territory, which relocated here, also encountered the same situation as Little Pelican City - high-quality grain with excessively high production and production speed swept the market, bringing huge pressure to other farmers.

But the strange thing is that Breeze City only has this sign. There is no Chamber of Commerce that will dominate the entire territory's grain market like in Little Pelican City, nor has it completely driven the farmers into near madness.

The petite scholar who was sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged frowned slightly and murmured softly: "What's the difference here? Is it because there is no one like Laurel in Breeze City who can integrate all the fortified farmlands? No...that's not right, what is it..."

While she was thinking, Ansel had already walked in with a plate of fruit platter. He walked briskly and seemed to be in a very good mood.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was wondering why there seemed to be no movement in Breeze City..." Ming Furo answered honestly.

Anser just smiled and said, "Eat some fruit first. Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Ming Fuluo picked up a sweet strawberry and shook her head.

"Because something big is going to happen in Little Pelican City, and I need you to be a witness."

"……event?"

Ming Furo never stopped observing Little Pelican City and the entire Watson Territory, but it was impossible for her to see everything in detail. She could only observe according to her own thinking needs.

But if it’s a big deal, there should be corresponding signs. Why... haven’t I noticed anything?

While Ming Furo was thinking, Ansher had already leisurely walked over to her and sat down, patting his legs at the same time.

Miss Doll sat in Ansel's arms very obediently and skillfully. The familiar warmth from her lower body and buttocks made her relax unconsciously.

"Let me think... where should I start? Never mind, any one will do."

Ansher said these very strange words, then snapped his fingers lightly, and a curtain of light unfolded in front of the two of them.

"..."

The light screen showed a man and a woman having sex.

Ming Fuluo turned her head away and after a moment of silence, she asked softly, "Is this... a big deal?"

"Don't take appearances for granted, dear Helen."

Anser gently held Ming Fuluo's face, but forced her to turn her head and look at the light curtain: "Look carefully at the man's physical features, fingers, skin, and body shape."

"The knuckles are rough, the calluses are dense, the skin is dark..." Ming Fuluo quickly reacted, "Is he... a farmer?"

"To be precise, he is now the lucky farmer that everyone in Little Pelican City and even Watson County envies."

"…But what does he have to do with the big things?"

After confirming the man's identity, Anser finally let go of Ming Fuluo's face. She looked away and continued, "There are still many farmers like this in Little Pelican City."

"Yeah, but after a while, there won't be much left."

"Varied--"

Just as he finished speaking, the window of the bedroom where the farmer and the woman were fighting fiercely suddenly shattered.

A tall and strong man suddenly climbed in through the window, rushed to the stunned farmer and the woman in three or two steps, took out a dagger from his arms, and stabbed it into the farmer's chest with a brutal and ferocious look.

Once, twice, the sound of flesh being pierced and cut echoed in the lounge, and the blood splattered from the farmer's chest seemed to fall to the floor of the lounge.

Ming Furo sat in Ansel's arms in a daze, her mind going blank for a moment.

Ansher smiled and waved again, and more light screens appeared in front of Ming Furo.

There are farmers who have been hacked to death, farmers who are fighting with criminals, and farmers who are fine at the moment but no one knows what will happen to them.

"How is this going?"

Ming Fuluo clenched her fists and almost stood up.

She could see clearly that the physical features of those assassins and thugs were exactly the same as those of the farmers in Little Pelican City!

They...are farmers too!

"What's going on... Is it hard to understand?" Anser raised the corner of his mouth and said in a leisurely tone, "Something may have happened in the middle that we can't pay attention to, causing the conflict between these farmers and the farmers of Little Pelican City to intensify to an irreconcilable point."

"Since I can't survive..."

The young Hydra stroked Ming Fuluo's cheek and said, "Why not let those who made you unable to live be buried with you?"

"But this... is impossible. How could the conflict escalate to this extent so quickly?"

Ming Fuluo subconsciously retorted: "It will take at least two months, no, three months... How could a normal person be so radical and cruel, and they-"

"It is good that you have spotted the problem, dear Helen."

Anser said with great satisfaction: "But before that... let's see what the outcome of this incident will be."

He enlarged one of the pictures. The protagonist in that picture was the source of the changes in the entire Watson County... Laurel Moramo, who was once sent by her father to be a servant to a second-level extraordinary person at a large price.

The man was sitting in his study writing something, while Anser's light screen simultaneously presented a three-dimensional scene of two farmers holding knives breaking into the room.

Laurel heard the unusual movement downstairs and immediately stood up alertly, opened the door, called the servant, but heard a scream.

His expression changed drastically. He searched the room for something useful but found no weapon. He pushed open the window and wanted to jump out, but when one foot stepped on the windowsill, there was no sign of jumping down.

As the rough footsteps gradually approached, he actually shrank back, sat down at the desk, took a deep breath, and stared at the door.

Soon, two farmers covered in blood kicked open the door and approached with violent and cruel looks.

Ming Fuluo could see the excitement, ecstasy, and relief in the eyes of the two farmers at finally having the opportunity to take revenge.

It seems that if they can do this, they will have no regrets.

But Laurel, who was sitting there, was not afraid at all. He let the two approach, and then said very calmly:

“You…are farmers too, right?”

"Also? Bah! We are not the same as you, the wizard and devil!"

The farmer with the knife spat out blood and exhaled the fishy smell viciously: "You will pay the price...damn thing!"

"I don't think so." Laurel shook her head, "Because you still have a chance."

"Hahaha, you are scared crazy now, right? Opportunity? If you kneel down and beg me now, maybe--"

"Many people must have died."

Laurel leaned forward slightly and said sincerely:

"Well, how about I give you the dead man's field, the magical field?"

The brutality on the two farmers' faces was frozen.

Then, Ming Furo watched with her own eyes as their expressions of being ready to die and seeking revenge disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After several doubts, hesitations and struggles, what replaced them was an increasingly vivid, chilling ecstasy and...greed that almost jumped out of their faces.

At this moment——

All hatred disappeared.

Chapter 6: False Paradise (K)

There is no fixed answer to the question of what is the purpose of life.