Chapter 147 Sanmao, Penguin, and the City of Evil
Sanmao, an ordinary boy, an ordinary newspaper seller in Tingen City.

He did not have the support of Klein's parents, and he had very few relatives and friends. He had always been alone, growing up in an orphanage, and learned the cruelty and ruthlessness of society all by himself.

Sanmao had always been alone and had almost no access to knowledge.

In normal history, ordinary people died in Loen's international wars, or when extraordinary powers got out of control...

But when Medea bought the newspaper, he gave him a gold pound, which brought a turning point for Sanmao.

A small gust of wind and the changing fire in Tingen City ignited a forest.

What can one do with a sovereign?
For some people, the smallest unit of money is the gold pound, and the cost of a pet is the accumulation of three generations of the middle class.

But for some people, one gold pound can turn things around and make them the biggest gangster boss in Tingen City!

Back to the present, Sanmao clasped her hands together, flipping through a history book from the Tingen City Library.

A considerable portion of the room is devoted to bookshelves, which are filled with a wide variety of books.

It can be seen that in her daily spare time, Sanmao would sit in a chair and read books.

Sanmao and Leonard sat opposite each other, separated by an ordinary table. It was rare for the first meeting between two people of different identities to be so peaceful.

"Hello, Lawyer Watson."

"Let me introduce myself, the Penguin Man." Sanmao said, combing the only three long hairs left on his hair, and shaking the robe lined with penguin velvet and gold thread on his body.

"Lawyer Watson, my men told me one thing. You felt sympathy for a, um, ordinary homeless guy."

"Yes." Leonard said calmly, "I feel sad for what happened to him."

"Is it really like this?" Sanmao seemed unconvinced. He glanced at Watson. His years of experience made it difficult for him to believe in so-called good people.

Maybe Leonard was really prepared to do good things, just like Lanevus did good deeds and helped the unemployed people in Tingen City solve their problem of daily necessities.

But he definitely has interests to pursue.

There is no one who does not pursue profit, it’s just a matter of how much profit they pursue - Sanmao’s life motto.

"of course."

"...Okay." Sanmao reached out and tapped his head, looking at Leonard as if he was having fun.

"I look forward to you bringing about change. In fact, if you are willing to help the large number of unemployed people in Tingen City, it will undoubtedly be a very happy thing. However, I want to know the answer to one thing."

"Tingen is a very large city. There are many people in this city, men, women, old people, children, good people and bad people."

"This respected, great, kind lawyer who has decided to save the city, how are you going to solve the city budget of Tingen?"

Just as Sanmao described, the problem of Tingen City was not serious. It was just that the city's finances were in tatters due to the wanton misappropriation of funds by the previous mayor, which resulted in the tax revenue not being collected for ten years, and the people became paupers.

Hearing these extremely realistic words, Leonard clenched his fingers, walked slowly to the map hanging in the room, pointed at a large area, clicked it vigorously, and drew a circle with his hand.

"Here, here, and here, by building roads and widening roads, we can boost commercial circulation..."

Leonard spoke eloquently, the stigmata providing him with an endless supply of knowledge.

Relying on the real events inside the Stigmata and the unopened evolution and development, Leonard can be said to be holding the future in his hands and cheating.

But the sad thing is that this world is too cruel.

Tingen City is not about you saying something, such as building a trade route, replanning policies, or issuing an order, and then your subordinates will carry out your plan mindlessly. Just like the ancient dynasties, don't the people who implemented the reform want to make the country great again?

Each of them is a mortal who is at the top of human intelligence, and is the best in the fields of intelligence, art, cultivation, culture, science, technology, etc., both ancient and modern.

After all, these people who were able to leave their mark in history were all superhumans selected in the billions.

But in the end, these geniuses all ended up in a miserable way, and being able to leave behind a reputation that was talked about could only be considered a blessing from heaven.

It can be said that this is the historical limitation of genius, but now Leonard's description to Sanmao is also a reappearance of past history.

"How can you ensure that the process goes according to your plan?" Sanmao reached out and tapped the table. He did not take any action because of Leonard's plan.

As a big boss of the underground gang in Tingen City, Sanmao would not be easily impulsive because of emotions.

"I believe I can do it." Leonard clenched his fists, his eyes were as bright as the sun, which was frightening.

“It may take a long time, but I can do it.”

"Snapped."

Sanmao clapped his hands, then stood up and extended his hand to Leonard.

"Welcome, Tingen City has welcomed a great dreamer."

“Big dreamer… maybe that’s how you see me, but I’ll tell you I can do it.”

After saying that, Leonard turned and left.

Although Sanmao and Leonard did not have a completely frank communication with each other, the look in each other's eyes showed that they could understand what kind of person the other was.

"Boss, you need us..." After Leonard left, a shifty-looking subordinate outside the door stepped forward and offered his opinion.

Sanmao shook his head, then said calmly: "He will understand that the so-called change does not exist in Tingen City. I hope he is really willing to turn to us."

After saying that, Sanmao waved his hand, then sat down again and flipped through a black leather book next to him with words like "Roselle in power" written on the cover.

As they walked down the street, Leonard whispered, "Old man, what do you think the Penguin will do?"

The old man snorted coldly, then said disdainfully: "A gang leader, what do you think they will do."

Yes, in the final analysis, this is just a gang. A group of people who formed spontaneously because of the latest changes in Tingen City, which has led to a surge in the number of thugs in the city and a shortage of police and other authorities.

The essence of a gang is to stick together for warmth, and when the number of gangs reaches a certain level, they will be like locusts, changing from insects to a disaster that feeds on plants and is accustomed to leaving no grass behind.

"For their own benefit, these gangs will choose to compete for Tingen City's food..." Leonard seemed to see a mature and huge monster that was born from the waste of Tingen City's sins.

This monster clings to the city of Tingen, like a shadow under the sun, a loophole in order that is difficult to remove, and it lives with the light.

"If there is no suitable order to replace the gangs, and allow these gangsters to live together and find perfect jobs and other aspects, then even if they are appeased, it will only leave hidden dangers to the future..." Feeling the corresponding information given by the holy marks on his body, Leonard couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.

It is very difficult, very difficult. The obstacles I face in completing my "plan" are unimaginable.

“That doesn’t mean there isn’t a chance of success.”

Leonard thought about it, stopped and looked up at the sky.

Although the dark clouds cover the sun, the sun never disappears, it is always there.

(End of this chapter)