Overturned Tower

"Ale's worry is simple—she's worried that this place will become Sogo Island."

Before the strangler had listened halfway and started to attack the ale, the godfather continued to explain:

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

The mage named "Tantra" is a born uncoded person who lives in the "black area" of Sogo Island.

On Sogo Island, the lower city has ceased to be a haven for criminals... and has become a ghetto.

The housing prices and rents of Happy Island, as well as the prices of necessities such as food, are very low. Because Tianen Group doesn't need to use this to make profits... They need to use a stable life to stabilize their "happiness value". The really expensive things are those luxurious entertainment products.

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

This has even formed a trend - people will use this to compare and determine their status in the circle with 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 foreigners who come to travel, they can feel the real "Happy Island". 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 the locals...it's hard to even save money.

—Take the game company of Happy Island as an example. If you don’t play your own games and don’t charge 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 a lot has become a social cost.

But Sogo Island is different—because of the high housing prices in Sogo Island, many people can’t afford houses in the upper city and live directly in the color steel houses in the lower city.

Because of the highly developed artificial intelligence technology, even in the lower city of Sogo Island, there are patrol robots and cameras all over the lower city. For the average person, there doesn't seem to be much difference between Uptown and Downtown... except that they don't see the sun, they don't look as decent, and they go to work too far.

Among the uncoded people in Sogo Island, almost all of them are "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 designer". Purely armed criminals, thieves who rely on dexterous actions, and fraudsters with insufficient intelligence have all been completely locked up by overwhelming surveillance... They can only hide in a small corner.

"Although the Tianen Group doesn't look down on the Xiacheng District at all, if they can invest in some traitors for leisure, they will definitely be happy."

The godfather said with certainty.

It's as if he really saw the top executives of the company who sent traitors to the lower city.

"The company doesn't even need to send troops to exterminate us. They just need to send our opponents some weapons, some logistics supplies...or even more covertly, tell some 'unsuspected weapons address' to those 'temporary Urban dwellers', they may grow up quickly, or at least become tough nuts."

Uncoded people have no dreams and beliefs to speak of.

As long as there is no gun pointed at the back, no leader watching, once the situation is not good, and the opponent's firepower is stronger than his own, he will definitely turn around and run away.

If the opponent's firepower is too fierce, and the leader behind him is in a hurry - directly join forces to kill the leader, and then it is not impossible to turn back on the spot.

Since everyone is a rabble, it is natural that the side that gets the most support will win.

"...Then if we ignore them, we will be squeezed by them; but if we ignore them, we will directly stand on the most direct opposite."

Hang Kill frowned, only feeling a headache: "Then haven't we already lost?"

"The lesser of two evils."

On the contrary, Malt Wine calmed down: "My plan is to control the situation first... and then negotiate with the company based on this."

"I can't talk about it."

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

"Remember the 'labyrinth'? Even mages can infiltrate, and those ordinary uncoded people are naturally more corrupt. They just need to keep giving us some help for our hidden opponents, and we will be exhausted... Repeat the 'internal cleansing' thing process until people leave us in fear or disgust.

"It looks like we are numerous and powerful. But we are not united at all.

"Unity—that's what matters."

He could see it.

Why does ale specifically pull strangle out of the conversation.

Because among all the mages, only the two of them are considered "surrenderers" in a certain sense, and they need to be recruited.

But from another point of view, maybe only the two of them have a little sense of "responsibility".

The other mages are either lunatics who just want revenge on the upper city or the company; or as long as they can run, it doesn't matter if they are dogs, and they don't care about other people at all—maybe they want to go back to deal with the lower city after they run away.

The purpose of Strangling and Ale, however, has always been to "maintain the general structure of Lower City" to make it a legitimate organization...or at least keep the Corporation from attacking them. Just like Hudson Marine Mining, it defaults to the existence of those who have no code.

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

But the truth revealed by the godfather made them despair again—it's not that Malt Wine couldn't see this scene, she just had a little luck.

That's why the godfather sighed that he really underestimated her.

At least in this kind of deadlock, she will choose to fight... although the gamble is not only her own life, 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 can be formed. Unify all the mercenaries in the lower city...and I will be the leader."

"...but what about those 'temporary residents'?"

While rubbing his eyebrows, Hang Shou felt as if his brain was boiling: "They are the key, right?"

"Don't worry, big lion."

Malt Wine seemed to realize something.

"Is there any more?"

There was a sweet and innocent smile 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 evidence.

"Forget it, let me continue..."

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

"That is to say, we are not united on the surface. But the various mercenary regiments under our control can cross our organizational relationship to form a mercenary organization.

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

"What can we do when the mission information of mercenaries can communicate with each other?"

"Can you increase the task price?"

Malt Wine was thinking positively: "Or, let those middlemen dare not stop talking about mercenaries?

"We've essentially become a 'super-middleman' that all middlemen have to connect to."

"Yes, we have established a mercenary platform."

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

"Mercenary missions are generally confrontational. Either against corporations, or against security guards, or against other mercenaries.

"Once human resources can be deployed, it means that the efficiency of mercenary missions will be greatly improved.

"And we can even control the 'win or lose' of the mercenaries... to influence the situation in the upper city."

For example, in a commercial war between two companies, they hire mercenaries from each other to attack and defend.

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

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

"In other words. Since the company wants to control our downtown through them, let them come wherever they want...we give them territory."

The godfather said slowly: "But relatively... we also need to control the companies, large and small, in the upper city at the same time.

"Your thinking was wrong from the very beginning, ale. No matter how big downtown gets, it doesn't make sense. Because the company is not afraid of us at all, and we can't offer anything to negotiate with the company. You expand blindly like that , On the contrary, it will make the lower city more conspicuous... Give the head office a feeling of 'they have begun to lose control'. It will only make up their minds to let them wipe out the lower city.

"We just can't have an entity. We can only exist in the form of a thought, an idea, and an organization. When necessary, the site and stronghold can be discarded... like a creeping fog, visible but not touchable.

"The head office can control those small companies, and we can also control them. From this perspective, we have become the same level of existence as them-jumping up and becoming chess players, not chess pieces.

"It doesn't matter how they kill it. We can live here, we can live there, we can't even be downtown...because it's just us who's going to affect it—that's my 'wish'.

"Let the corporations take us seriously! Let them respect their godfather, as you do.

"If they don't respect their godfather, they won't be able to hire reliable mercenaries anymore. But if they plan to fight us with all their strength, it's impossible... because we are not the number one enemy of these companies at all.

"The enemy of a company can only always be other companies; and the company and the company cannot be united for a long time, and they only have interests in their eyes.

"Then, we can do the opposite...by controlling other companies to attack companies that are our enemies. If you really want to negotiate, you 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 can't get in touch with the board of directors, they are civilians. They don't care about those who have or don't... Only those who really benefit their interests damage, so that they can face us squarely.

"Since according to the practice of malt wine, the head office will regard us as its competitors-then, we better really have the strength to become its competitors."

"... Doesn't this mean that the company has become our mercenary instead?"

Hearing about it, Hang Ling was a little worried: "But can this be done?"

"Yes. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"...it can, but it's hard."

Malt Wine frowned, but did not raise any objections.

Her expression was very complicated, and she looked into the godfather's eyes with a little more respect and prudence: "It is possible. But it is very difficult to implement...and there will be many unexpected situations, which are very dangerous."

"I can do it."

The godfather replied without hesitation: "There is no doubt about it."

If he is really just the "Godfather" of the downtown area, it may be really difficult. He couldn't even find the contact information of those people.

But...he has another identity.

So this matter will become very simple.

If things go well, even the unrest in Uptown could make a smooth transition.

"Your style isn't enough, Ale."

The godfather looked deeply at the woman with horse ears: "Your self-assertion 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 Wine obediently lowered his head.

She had a deep understanding of the absolute gap between the two, something she hadn't experienced in the previous meeting: "Please help me... please forgive me for my previous self-assertion. I am really for downtown."

The barber straightened up from the seat, reached out and touched her head and her ears.

This is her soulmate characteristic.

It is her proof as a "beast".

"I agree."

There was serenity and compassion in his eyes: "I forgive.

"give it to me."

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