Chapter 143 Mayor takes office

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a few raindrops fell from above, bringing a bit of coolness to Tingen City.

Amid the not-too-heavy rain, a group of people gathered at the steam locomotive station in Tingen City, a rare gathering.

These people were either rich or noble, wearing hand-sewn high-end dresses. They were all upper-class people in Tingen City, and many of them were people that the poor could only see in outdated newspapers.

Today, they gathered together rarely, standing in front of the steam train station, waiting for the arrival of the "distinguished guests".

"Here it comes." Mr. Aaron Grant, who was vaguely standing in the C position, raised his head slightly and looked at the train approaching in the distance.

The train approached slowly and then stopped.

The car door opened and a man with black hair and black eyes walked out. Beside him was a man and a woman, who seemed to be his deputies.

"Welcome, Mayor Sherlock Moriarty, Mr. Watson, Ms. Medea."

Yes, the identities of these three people are Zhou Mingrui, Leonard, and Medea.

After Amon's operation, the first two became members of the political class of the Kingdom of Loen, while the latter played himself.

Slightly different is that the god of knowledge and wisdom actually gave Medea a "certificate of identity" for the corresponding church members.

Zhou Mingrui glanced at the people standing here, and almost everyone who could come had come.

Not necessarily. As for the latest rising star in the capital world that he knew, Lanevus, he really did not come.

So, this is really interesting…

Zhou Mingrui coughed lightly, and "Watson" Leonard beside him immediately stepped forward and reached out to take out the mayor's appointment letter from his backpack.

"…Mr. Sherlock Moriarty is hereby appointed as the new mayor of Tingen."

After listening to the mayor's appointment letter without changing his expression, Aaron Grant clapped his hands gently.

The next moment, the servants who had been waiting for a long time handed a large black umbrella to Zhou Mingrui.

"Mayor Sherlock, the weather has been bad recently and it has been raining. Please take care of me."

Zhou Mingrui multitasked, and quickly figured out the metaphorical meaning of what the person in front of him said.

"The weather has been bad recently", "It has been raining all the time", "Take care".

Considering the current situation of Tingen City and his own identity as an outsider, he went to Tingen City to take office as the mayor.

It can be said that this is no longer a metaphor.

It is very obvious what this black umbrella means.

Zhou Mingrui clapped his hands and took out an umbrella he was carrying with him.

The pure white color, the unique white color, appears so out of place among a group of people holding black umbrellas.

"Sorry, I have my own umbrella."

"Really? It seems I was overthinking it. Please come this way." Grant stretched out his hand in an invitation and led the way.

Leonard and Medea did the same, each taking out the umbrella they carried with them, all in pure white.

The group walked slowly forward in the heavy rain.

Soon, the people who left the steam train station saw a public street paved with cement.

The road surface is clean and tidy, and there is not a single so-called homeless person. It can be said to be very "clean" with the style of a big city.

At this time, Grant also began to proudly introduce the prosperity of Tingen City: "Thanks to the royal version of the latest Poor Law, Tingen City has now begun to flourish..."

Zhou Mingrui took a thoughtful look at it, and it seemed that it was indeed developing vigorously and efficiently as he said.

However, the black smoke drifting in the distance could not be covered even by dark clouds. The occult disaster caused by the negative emotions caused by industry was a breeding ground for evil gods.

Even without much spirituality, as long as one is an extraordinary person or an ordinary person with high inspiration, one can feel a very uncomfortable psychological feeling in the distance.

If you work there for a long time, you can probably refer to the average age of workers and the age of work during the industrial period of Great Ying.

Of course, considering the prevalence of colonialism between the northern and southern continents here, the fact that the cultists occasionally perform human sacrifices, and the Extraordinaries and Extraordinaries are out of control... it probably takes a complex review to get the answer.

Aaron Grant's steps stiffened slightly, and he noticed with his peripheral vision that the new mayor attached great importance to the "factory".

It seems that Zhou Mingrui's arrival will bring uncontrollable changes to Tingen City.

Damn it… Grant cursed in his heart that the previous mayor had played himself to death, died on a woman's belly, and left a mess. If it weren't for the sudden death of the previous mayor, they would have been lying in their own luxurious villas, continuing to enjoy the happiness brought by the rising gold pound.

Soon, everyone arrived at the side of the street, where many private carriages were already parked.

"Mayor, please."

Looking at the private carriage here, Zhou Mingrui walked up in a few steps, and Leonard and Medea followed him.

However, since this was a single-seater carriage, the two did not sit in the same carriage with Zhou Mingrui.

…………

"Interesting." Amon sat upright on the chair. He pushed his monocle and tilted his head to look at the two Lanevus in front of him.

“Fakes are a good thing.”

Listening to Amon's words, Lanevus forced a smile and said, "You are right."

Then, he looked at "himself" beside him.

Although Lanevus did not understand what level of Beyonder Amon was, he could guess it from the fact that he could easily pull out the malicious incarnation of Tingen City that was tightly bound to him.

Amon is definitely a very powerful Beyonder, maybe he is an angel incarnate!

"Don't worry, I'm just participating in this game."

Although the process will be delicate...

Amon clapped his hands and looked at Lanevus, the embodiment of the malice of Tingen City.

"Take a few steps."

The look in Lanevus' eyes changed many times, from full of hostility to cunning, and then to evil and greedy... Finally, he returned to the same "normal" look as Lanevus himself.

"Take a few steps..."

Lanevus took a few steps along the empty paths around him.

"Walk out with vigor and vitality."

"Walk out with vigor and vitality..."

"Go one step further and make great progress."

"Going a thousand miles a day..."

"It felt like a lifetime ago."

"Walking out of a world that seemed like another world..."

Amon laughed twice at Lanevus's wonderful imitation.

He could sense that this monster, the embodiment of Tingen City's malice, was even more "heartless" than himself.

However, between monsters, who can judge whom?
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Amon turned his head to look at Lanevus and said, "I need you to do something."

"You tell me."

"Become the biggest capitalist in Tingen City."

"Really!" Upon hearing this request, Lanevus' eyes were filled with shock.

How could there be an Extraordinary person, most likely an angel, who would come to tell me something like this?
It's like a hard-working office worker who suddenly opens the door one day and sees a superhero on TV, and then the superhero says to you - I need you to save the world.

It’s outrageous… isn’t it?

"Yes, I need you to do this." Amon tapped the back of his hand, pushed his monocle and said, "With the help of the stigmata, you can do this, right?"

"Of course, if it weren't for that Nighthawk, I wouldn't have to hide at all."

“I leave it to you.” Amon reached out and patted Lanevus’s shoulder. The next moment, he disappeared without a trace.

Just when Lanevus was still confused and at a loss, there was a knock on the door and a sound outside.

"Mr. Lanevus, regarding investment..."

(End of this chapter)