The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

In the thin rain, the front wheels of the car swayed from side to side, just like the inevitable hesitation before making a decision.

But this state did not last long. It quickly turned around and turned its head. The headlights on the front of the car broke through the darkness and drove firmly towards another bright place.

The two cars following it, one was the car originally provided to Michael, and the other was carrying two aides. When they saw the car Michael was in, they suddenly turned around and stepped on the brakes for a moment. He was stunned in place, and only after confirming again with the radio, he accepted the "turn around" order.

Back in front of the villa, the lights inside were still bright. Michael pushed open the car door, and the cool breeze of the midsummer night and the light rain poured into the car.

The driver was hurriedly looking for an umbrella, but Michael himself seemed to have lost his soul and stepped straight into it without caring about the wind and rain outside.

"grown ups!"

Before the car stopped, the staff in the car behind opened the door, opened an umbrella that was the same as the night, and rushed to Michael's side.

"Sir, what happened?"

The fluffy blond hair has been soaked in the shower, and the lines are clearly stuck to the scalp. The moisture flows along the hair to the forehead, and then follows the pull of gravity, passing through the eye sockets, across the cheekbones, and collects on the chin. Then the fate of rain inevitably falling to the ground was repeated.

Countless rainwater smashed into pieces on the stone slab, and part of the body turned into a hazy mist that rose up, not only blurring the light and shadow, but also bringing out the earthy smell under the stone slab.

Michael stood in silence under the umbrella for a long time. The sound of the car's motor was not quiet. Especially when the opponent was a fusion warrior, it was impossible not to notice that he was leaving and coming back.

So, it seemed that there was no need to hesitate.

Michael turned his head, and the bright light from the villa flashed across his face, reflecting the brilliance of a frosted mirror on his cheeks moistened by the rain.

"You guys wait for me where you are for a while. I suddenly remembered that I still have something to say to the two special commissioners."

He gave a smile that he thought was relieved, even though it was completely opposite to the fluctuations in his heart.

He could feel his heart beating up and down in his chest. If it weren't for the annoying rain, the staff standing next to him would probably be able to hear this sound.

He knew very well that he was not a good man or woman, and his butt was never clean.

No, to be precise, he has almost never failed to do anything that his colleagues who are still eating and drinking in the city hall have done.

If there is a fair and just verdict, his guilt will never be reduced by half - the judge and jurors will not give him a lighter sentence because he anonymously donated half of the money he embezzled. . However, there are a few staff members, such as the one in front of me, who are devoted to him because of this and think that he is a rare good person among bureaucrats.

Good guy?

He also wanted to be a good person...

However, in such an environment, if you don't follow the others, you will be squeezed out by your colleagues. If you don't condone your subordinates, no one will carry out his orders. If you don't bribe others, your achievements and occasional suggestions that are beneficial to the people will be ignored. It will never be recognized.

If it comes to trial, he would like to use these words to defend himself, but he knows that these things cannot move the judge or the jurors, nor can they move the people who were deprived of their food rations by him, nor can they move those who are living because of insufficient resources. People who are dying of hunger and exhaustion.

And the special correspondent has learned everything about him, what will he do?

Michael didn’t know and didn’t dare to think about it.

Perhaps they just wanted to use him to identify evidence of wrongdoing by various municipal officials in the American Division, and then pack them up with him and send them to court.

Or maybe he could be spared as a tainted witness and given a lighter punishment, but a certain kind of inexplicable throbbing spread in his heart, giving him an unreasonable idea——

Yes, he doesn’t want mercy, he doesn’t want to be spared, he wants to be judged, and he longs to be killed.

Because he had already betrayed himself.

Not as a member of the bureaucracy, but as the mayor of Third New Paradise City, as a servant, as a member of the slums, and as...a human being.

Isn't this why he finally chose to come back here?

By betraying everything in his past, he joined the ranks of the bureaucrats. If he betrayed the ranks of these bureaucrats again, to a certain extent, he would be back to the position he should have been in before.

As for being liberal and giving a lighter punishment, that is not what he wants. What he longs for is the guillotine or the gallows, but... he hopes that when he is tried, at least he will not be judged as a bureaucrat who violates laws and regulations. , but...a "person" who still has some conscience recovered from the past.

Or maybe, this is all his pretentious wishful thinking.

No matter what, now, there is no room for retreat.

"Levi."

He suddenly whispered the name of the young staff member in front of him.

"What are your orders, sir?"

"From now on, you're fired."

"Well?"

The young man immediately thought there was something wrong with his hearing.

"Is there any problem? The staff are not recruited and paid by the city hall, but each city official spends his own money to support them, so it is reasonable and legal for me to fire you."

"No, no...I'm not questioning this, it's just...why?"

The umbrella slipped weakly from the man's hand, and he held his head in his hands. He didn't know what he had done wrong, causing the city official he had always admired to fire him.

"Let me be frank, I am not as decent as you see. Do you think the property I donate every month comes from my family and my personal income? No, it is all from misappropriation of relief grains and demobilization money. Part of the contribution, as well as the various filial piety from the subordinates.”

Levi's thin body quickly started to tremble, and that's right, the wind and rain on this midsummer night came quickly, and his thin clothes couldn't stop the cold air at all.

"Let's go, you are not suitable to survive in this system at all. A few months have passed, and you have not even doubted the source of your boss's huge money, nor can you accept the reality.

"I remember when I first met you, you said that your dream was to write a chronicle of civilization? Listen to me, your first dream is your destination."

He said all his thoughts in one breath, regardless of whether the young staff could understand him or not. He turned around resolutely, walked quickly to the door of the villa, and pressed his hands on the magnificent door.

Before you could use any force, the door automatically opened inwards.

"Sure enough...are you waiting for me?"

The door closed again, leaving two dirty footprints on the white and clear tiles. More water dripped from the ends of the hair and clothes, quickly forming a small puddle.

Dr. Akagi is holding a document in her hand, but Miel can be sure that her eyes are not focused on this, but are staring blankly at a meaningless point in the space. Even when she hears someone entering the villa, her pupils only slightly twitch. He trembled, not even raising his eyes to observe.

Casper was sitting on the sofa with his legs spread wide, leaning forward, holding a game controller and playing the game on the huge TV screen.

Strangely, if Michael remembered correctly, there should be no game controllers prepared in this villa.

Maybe it’s my own luggage.

"Yo? You're finally back."

"Casper" left the handle casually on the table, and the TV screen quickly lost its color and became gray.

A depressing and exaggerated female voice rumbled from the speakers——

"You have been killed."

"..."

Even though no one made any move, the volume button on the speaker turned on its own and turned to mute.

"Ha-yeah!"

"Casper" stretched out. His movements seemed lazy, but the pressure he faced at the airport a few hours ago fell on his shoulders again. Michael needed to grit his teeth in order to Allow yourself to stand with your back straight.

Despite this, his head was still pressed down by the unbearable weight, and he could only stare at his toes silently.

"Michael."

Amidst the sound of "thumping", Michael heard Casper calling his name.

But his next words made Michael so scared that he almost knelt down on the spot——

"What a good name...same as mine. What do you think, Mei?"

"It's better to let Alicia answer this kind of question for you."

The weight on Michael's shoulders suddenly disappeared. He quickly raised his head and saw the man who previously called himself "Casper" reaching out and rubbing his cheek. The scary scar quickly disappeared, and his silver-white hair also turned towards The gray deepened, and finally he turned into a completely different person.

The appearance of a man that every city official is familiar with—the First Herrscher, Mikael.

As for the woman called "Dr. Akagi," she put down the document in her hand, untied her hair from her head, and took off her blue contact lenses. Then Mikael pointed at her, and her long snow-white hair instantly Stained dark purple.

So the appearance of this woman couldn't be more clear - Dr. Mei.

"Is this... is this true, or is it the influence of spiritual power?"

As an ordinary person, he couldn't judge. But from a logical point of view, since he is willing to come back here, he has indirectly expressed his attitude, so naturally they don't need to use other means.

In other words, the people standing in front of him now are the nominal first and second leaders of the entire human civilization.

When he thought of this, Michael instinctively buried his head lower, fearing that his sight would displease his "superior".

"One thing to say, I really didn't expect it. I thought I would have to spend more time figuring it out, but I just made some psychological hints, and you just... you just..."

That last word seemed difficult to give birth to. Mikael thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a qualified word to describe it.

So, he could only smile awkwardly. Of course, Michael, who just lowered his head, could not see this smile.

"No matter what, it's good if you're willing to come back."

Mei chuckled lightly, "In that case, Mayor Michael of Third New Paradise City, do you have anything important to report when you come back in such a hurry?"

"I……"

He pinched his thigh violently, but still couldn't speak.

Obviously I have made up my mind countless times just now...

Inexplicably, he recalled the scene where he was taken to a small room for private tutoring by the teacher because of his occasional slum-eating appearance when he was studying the so-called aristocratic interests.

He suddenly thought of another question - would any of the people he brought collude with other city officials?

No, there must be!

In this case, haven't they already reported their abnormalities to the other city officials? ! !

"Don't worry, there is indeed one of your subordinates who wants to send a text message to notify your colleague, but unfortunately, the electromagnetic wave signal of this generation has been intercepted by me long ago."

"I……"

Michael only felt heat on his back and static electricity everywhere. Fortunately, the worst case did not happen. He tried his best to empty his mind and let his thoughts drift in other weird directions - Oh, by the way, are the two of them a little older than me combined in age?

"I want to take you to see the real situation."

"What's really going on?"

"Yes, several of us city officials have already made plans together... In short, they are just doing some surface engineering to deal with the special commissioners from the headquarters..."

"Just like the school always asks students to do a surprise cleaning before the inspection team comes to inspect?"

Mikael spread his hands and suddenly interjected.

"Yes...yes...the city's production area will adjust the shift schedule during the day tomorrow, reducing the working hours of immigrant households to ten hours, and that of local households to twelve hours. Males under the age of fourteen All workers and female workers under the age of 18 are on holiday, and materials are distributed in strict accordance with the standards... But in order to ensure production capacity, all workers must work overtime tonight and complete all production tasks for tomorrow ahead of schedule.”

"Then what if we continue to inspect the day after tomorrow? There are more than 15 million immigrants from all continents in Third New Paradise City alone. The size of the entire city and the population crushing and collapse of most international metropolises. Such a city , even if we delay the parallax for a month, it’s not unreasonable, right?”

"So...that's why I want to invite you two to live in a villa area by the sea..."

Having said this, his voice couldn't help but become softer. After all, he personally carried out this matter, and even deceived Mikael with a semi-real situation.

"On the one hand, this place is far away from the industrial area. Coupled with the waves and sea breeze, the noise of the night shift in the industrial area will be minimized. In this way, even if you work overtime every night, it will be difficult for you to notice... On the other hand, in the city... the lower class There really aren’t any decent hotels in the district, and there are some cheap hotels for…. There are quite a few high-end hotels in the upper district, but…how can we show the upper district directly in front of you…”

"Ah!"

Michael heard a sneer, and then heard Michael's voice:

"Then let me add something to you - the coastal villa area is the area with the lowest altitude in the entire Third New Paradise City, and the altitude difference is large. Here, we can only use the black clouds in the sky to imagine the neon lights in the city. , and you just need to put some light control on the upper area to make us ignore it, right?"

"Yes, it is……"

After saying this, the scene suddenly became cold, until about half a minute later, a shadow appeared in Michael's sight.

He looked up and saw Mikael and May standing in front of him.

"Let's go, what are you doing standing around?"

Mikael raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to take us to see the real situation? Let's go."

"Oh, alright!"

The closed door of the villa opened again, and Michael rushed out first. Behind him, Michael and Mei were more elegant, each holding an umbrella.

"Levi? You haven't left yet?"

The young staff member was still standing alone in the wind and rain holding an umbrella, his large suit swaying in the wind, as if he himself would be blown over at any time.

Hearing Michael's voice, the young staff member raised his head in humiliation. He also wanted to leave, but in this place far away from the city and far from the city hall, where could he go alone? Is it possible to grab a car and drive it back? Or find a villa to live in first?

Michael also realized his mistake. His mind was really in a mess at that time, and he said something to this upright and simple staff member in a confused manner.

"So...Levi, are you...willing to accept the last task I give you?"

Li Wei looked at Michael with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a few seconds, he nodded.

"Immediately you take the car back to the city hall and tell the other city officials that the two special commissioners insist that I play some games with them. I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the city hall tonight. Just let them do whatever they want there."

"I……"

Which car should I take back?

He was about to ask this when he saw a man about the same age as him walking over. He looked familiar upon closer inspection, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen him before...

etc! Shouldn't that be Special Commissioner Casper? How did it become like this?

"You can take the car we came in. This driver is quite reliable."

"Who are you……"

"The First Herrscher, Mikael."

"Well!"

"Want to shake hands?"

Mikael smiled at him, but against the backdrop of the ravaging lights of the villa, this heartfelt smile was lost in the boundless darkness. Levi blinked, but could only see the clear outline and blur of the man. facial features.

He hesitantly stretched out his hand and lightly touched the "hersher" in front of him, and they were separated at the first touch.