Overturned Tower

Chapter 172 Asking for my forgiveness (Thanks to the leader of CLV Orange Feeding~)

"Mare's worry is simple - she's worried about this becoming Sogo Island."

Before Strangler could attack the malt wine after listening to half of the sentence, the godfather continued to explain:

"You also know Tantra and know what Sogo Island is like."

The mage named "Tantra" is a born uncoded person living in the "black zone" of Sogo Island.

On Sogo Island, the downtown area is no longer a paradise for criminals... but has become a ghetto.

The house prices and rents in Happy Island, as well as the prices of food and other necessities, are very low. Because Tianen Group does not need to make profits from this... they need to stabilize their "happiness value" with a stable life. The really expensive things are those lavish entertainment products.

In Happy Island, there are definitely not a few people who spend all their income to chase idols, even more than one-third of the total population.

This has even formed a trend - people will compare themselves with each other and determine their status in the circle based on the short-term money invested. And once this investment cannot be maintained, it will be immediately abandoned by others.

Tianen Group doesn’t even need to urge them to spend money, players and fans will urge each other internally.

If they are just outsiders who come to visit, they can feel the real "Island of Happiness". There are all kinds of entertainment imaginable here. As long as you have money, you can play anything and you will never get bored.

But for locals... it's very difficult to even save money.

——Take the game company of Happy Island as an example. If you don’t play your own games or top up money in the games, you will even be alienated by your colleagues. In this case, a large part of the “disposable income” that should have been abundant has turned into social costs.

But Sogo Island is different - because of the high housing prices on Sogo Island, many people cannot afford houses in the upper city and live directly in color steel houses in the lower city.

Because of the highly developed artificial intelligence technology, even the Xiacheng District of Sogo Island has patrol robots and cameras all over the Xiacheng District. For ordinary people, there doesn't seem to be much difference between the upper city and lower city...except that they can't see the sun, they're not decent enough, and it's too far to go to work.

Among the uncoded people on Sogo Island, they are almost all "high-end intelligent criminals" such as psychic hackers and fraudsters, followed by high-end killers who can evade artificial intelligence tracking - Sogo Island calls this profession "accidental designers". Pure force criminals, thieves who rely on dexterity, and fraudsters with insufficient intelligence have all been completely locked up by the overwhelming surveillance... They can only hide in a small corner.

"Although the Tian'en Group looks down on Xiacheng District at all, they would definitely be happy if they could cast some traitors as a side chess piece."

The godfather said with great certainty.

It was as if he really saw the company executives who sent moles to the lower city.

"The company doesn't even need to personally send troops to destroy us. They just need to send some weapons and some logistical supplies to our opponents...or be more subtle and tell those 'temporary weapons address' through a traitor. "Downtown residents', they may grow up quickly, or at least become a tough nut to crack."

Uncoded people have no dreams or beliefs to speak of.

As long as there is no gun behind you and no leader watching, once you see that the situation is not good and the opponent's firepower is stronger than yours, you will definitely turn around and run away.

If the opponent's firepower is too strong, and the leader behind him is urging them too urgently - it is not impossible to directly join forces to kill the leader, and then betray them on the spot.

Since everyone is a mob, it is natural that whichever side gets more support will win.

"...If we don't care about them, we will be squeezed out of our living space by them; but if we don't care about them, we will directly stand on the most direct opposite side."

Strangulation frowned and felt a headache: "Then aren't we already defeated?"

"The lesser of two evils."

Malt Liquor calmed down instead: "My plan is to control the situation first... and then use this as a basis to negotiate with the company."

"It can't be discussed."

The godfather replied without hesitation: "Even if we successfully unite, we are not monolithic.

"Remember the 'Maze'? Even mages can penetrate it, and those ordinary uncoded ones are naturally easier to corrupt. They just need to keep giving some help to our hidden opponents inside, and we will be exhausted...repeating the 'internal cleansing' This process until people leave us in fear or disgust.

“It looks like we are outnumbered and powerful. But we are not united at all.

“Unity—that’s what matters.”

He finally saw it.

Why did Malt Liquor specifically pull Strangles out of conversation.

Because among all the mages, only the two of them can be regarded as "surrenderers" in a certain sense and need to be recruited.

But from another perspective, perhaps only the two of them are slightly "responsible".

The other mages are either crazy and just want to take revenge on the upper city or the company; or they don't care even if they are dogs as long as they can run away, and don't want to care about other people at all - maybe they want to go back and deal with the lower city after running away.

The purpose of Strangler and Malt Liquor has always been to "maintain the general structure of Lower City" and turn it into a legal organization...at least to stop companies from attacking them. Just like the Hudson Marine Mining Company, it acquiesces to the existence of those who do not code.

They know very well that it is absolutely impossible for them to defeat the company. But this matter requires the director’s approval.

But the truth revealed by the godfather made them despair again - it was not that Malt Liquor couldn't see this scene, she just felt a little lucky.

That's why the godfather lamented that he had indeed underestimated her.

At least in this deadlock, she would choose to give it a try... even though it was not just her own life that was at stake, but the existence of the entire Lower City.

"Then let me give you a suggestion."

The godfather said slowly: "You still remember those mercenaries?

"My suggestion is related to them... I suggest that a mercenary alliance be established. All the mercenaries in the lower city will be unified... and I will be the leader."

"...but how to deal with those 'temporary residents'?"

As he rubbed his eyebrows, he felt as if his brain was boiling: "They are the key, right?"

"Don't worry, big lion."

Ale seemed to realize something.

"Any more?"

A sweet and innocent smile appeared on her face again: "Dad~"

"...Don't call me that."

The godfather choked.

He always felt that she was disgusting him, but there was no proof.

"Forget it, let me continue..."

The barber coughed lightly and continued to explain: "We can allow the mercenaries to share internal information.

"In other words, we are not united openly. But the various mercenary groups controlled by us can transcend the organizational relationship between us and form a mercenary organization.

"Because mercenaries are in urgent need, once an organization is formed, we will essentially become a monopoly organization in the 'mercenary industry'.

"What can we do if the mercenaries' mission information can circulate with each other?"

"Can the task price be increased?"

Malt Liquor thought actively: "Or, make those middlemen dare not silence the mercenaries anymore?

“In essence, we have become a ‘super middleman’ that all middlemen must connect with.”

"Yes, we have established a mercenary platform."

The godfather nodded: "And this means one thing...

“Mercenary missions are generally confrontational. Either against the company, against security, or against other mercenaries.

“Once human resources can be deployed, it means that the efficiency of mercenaries in performing tasks will be greatly improved.

"And we can even affect the situation in the upper city by controlling the 'win or lose' of the mercenaries..."

For example, two companies have a business war and hire mercenaries from each other to attack and defend.

But what if the Godfather wants one of the companies to win?

Then the other company couldn't hire any reliable mercenaries. That would be a losing battle.

"In other words. Since the company wants to control our downtown area through them, let them come as they please... and we will give them the territory."

The godfather said slowly: "But in contrast... we also need to simultaneously control the large and small companies in the uptown area.

"Your idea was wrong from the very beginning, Malt Liquor. No matter how big Xiacheng District becomes, it is meaningless. Because the company is not afraid of us at all, and we can't come up with anything that can negotiate with the company. You are blindly expanding like that , on the contrary, it will make Xiacheng District more conspicuous... giving the head office a feeling that 'they have begun to gradually lose control'. It will only make them determined to destroy Xiacheng District.

"It is precisely that we cannot have an entity. We can only exist in the form of a thought, an idea, and an organization. When necessary, sites and strongholds can be abandoned... Like the lurking fog, visible but intangible .

"The head office can control those small companies, and we can also control them. From this perspective, we have become on the same level as them - becoming chess players instead of chess pieces.

"It doesn't matter how they destroy them. We can live here, we can live there, we don't even have to be in the lower city... Because we are the only ones who affect all this - this is my 'intention'.

"Let those companies look at us! Let them respect their godfathers, just as you do.

"If they don't respect their godfather, they will no longer be able to hire reliable mercenaries. But if they plan to fight us with all their strength, it is impossible... because we are not the primary enemy of these companies at all.

"A company's enemies can always only be other companies; companies and companies cannot be united for a long time. They only have interests in their eyes.

"Then, we can in turn... attack companies that are our enemies by controlling other companies. To really negotiate, we need this level of influence.

"For those directors, as long as it doesn't affect them, it's a trivial matter; as long as they have no access to the board of directors, they are civilians. They will not care about those who have something or not...only those who truly benefit them Only by being damaged can they look at us.

"Since according to the malt liquor approach, the parent company will regard us as its competitor - then we'd better really have the strength to become its competitor."

"...Isn't this equivalent to the fact that the company has become our mercenary?"

After hearing this, Hangsha was a little worried: "But can this be done?"

"able."

"...It is indeed possible, but it is difficult."

Ale frowned, but made no objection.

Her expression was very complicated, and she looked at the godfather with more respect and caution: "It is possible. But it is very difficult to execute... and there will be many emergencies, which are very dangerous."

"I can do it."

The godfather replied without hesitation: "Without a doubt."

If he is really just the "godfather" of the Lower City, it might be really difficult. He couldn't even find the contact information of those people.

But...he also has another identity.

So this thing will become very simple.

If everything goes well, even the unrest in the upper city can be smoothly transitioned.

"You still don't have enough style, malt liquor."

The godfather looked deeply at the woman with horse ears: "Your cleverness almost put the lower city into a more dangerous situation."

He replied without hesitation: "Call me godfather and ask for my forgiveness. I will solve these troubles for you."

"godfather."

This time, Malt Liquor bowed his head honestly.

She deeply understood the absolute gap between the two, which she had not realized in the last meeting: "Please help me...please forgive me for my previous self-assertion. I really do it for the lower city."

The barber straightened up from his seat, reached over and touched her head and her ears.

This is her spiritual characteristic.

It is proof that she is a "beast".

"I agreed."

His eyes were filled with serenity and compassion: “I forgive.

"give it to me."

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