Mystery: Paradox Path Chapter 58

In a dilapidated residential house in the eastern part of Backlund, a young man code-named "Basic" was lighting a candle, creating an enclosed space according to the knowledge he had obtained yesterday, and then reverently facing the candle and reciting in ancient Hermes. road:

"A traveler from a distant time and space; you are the contradictory spiral of logic and wisdom; you are the reflection of knowledge, the back of truth."

"I ask you to hear; I ask you to watch; I ask you to give me power beyond mortals."

With the layers of ripples rolled up in the ancient Hermes language, his voice continued to reverberate and superimpose, as if going straight to the sky, and a list of spells appeared in his mind.

His current endurance is still very low, he can only hold 10 "divine power", a first-level spell requires one "divine power", a second-level spell requires three "divine power", and a third-level spell requires nine "divine power". After that, he replaced all the remaining spell slots with 1st-level body enhancements, except for a second-level trigger spell of "Blessing the Arrow".

After all, it's not that difficult to set up a gang in the East District. When you have money in your hands, you want to recruit thieves, gangsters or those homeless people. It's just a matter of a meal. "Peer".

Feeling an indescribable force pouring into his mind, Mr. Foundation felt as if he heard some kind of whisper, but when he tried to listen, he found that he couldn't hear anything.

However, he didn't care about this, he just took out the pistol and banknotes from under the pillow, and set foot on the sinful streets of East Backlund.

At the same time, Mr. [Victory] in the dock area chose two permanent protections, a level 1 [Endurance Enhancement] and a Level 3 [Exercise Enhancement] (exercise will make the body stronger, so As long as you exercise, you will definitely become stronger), living in the dock area, he is very aware of how complicated the gangs here are, and rash actions will only make himself the target of public criticism. , is the best choice.

In the factory area, looking at the black plume of smoke rising again outside the window, Mr. [Glory], who had finished his prayers, put on his work clothes and went to participate in today's strike meeting.

He originally thought that this might be a way out for the workers' interests, but after receiving the knowledge bestowed by the gods, he realized one thing—

Those guys who even want to collect their membership fees, and those capitalists, are completely the same thing!

If the workers want to get the salary they deserve, they must unite, instead of playing the game they are good at with them under the rules constructed by the capitalists!

Seeing that the meeting place had arrived, Mr. Glory triggered the [Speaking Skill Enhancement] spell, then recalled the divine revelation he obtained through prayer yesterday, and said to those friends:

"It's pointless to strike like this. Look at the other people who went on strike at the wharf, did anyone get any benefits?"

"But what else can we do? If we go on like this, we won't be able to eat enough even if we're exhausted!"

"That's right, don't you guys take advantage to persuade us to go back to work?"

"It must be like this, I heard that those rich people like to do it, beat him to death!"

Hearing the voices from the crowd, [Glory] frowned, but he didn't care, and said directly:

"I'm not saying that we can't strike, but we have to figure out what the strike is for? What kind of results are we going to achieve? We can't strike blindly, but we have to figure out how to strike so that the rich can get a headache and make them compromise. Otherwise, just like other docks, people from the labor union and the lawyers of the rich people talked about it, and these people under us didn't get any benefits, but the life was worse than before, so is there any point in the strike?”

Mr. Glory's eloquence is not good, but with the blessing of "magic magic", his voice clearly entered the ears of every worker, which made the previous radical voice clear, and replaced it with a little bit. Confused question -

"Then what do you say?"

"We want to unite, to be a whole! Not individuals that will be broken down one by one! We have to figure out who we are and who are them! We are workers, producers who rely on their work for wages, unions Is it us? No! They need us to pay them to sustain, exploiters who exist by exploiting our income! Opposite us! They are with the capitalists who exploit us! Why are we always Failure? Because we have been discussing with capitalists how to get benefits from other capitalists, and the benefits will naturally not come to us!"

Glory's voice was impassioned, and for a while there was no noise around. Seeing this, Glory lowered his voice, slowed down his tone, and continued:

"We want to be clear about our demands, we are human, like those rich people! Not a dog who will compromise if the other side throws a flesh and bone! We are on strike for reasonable wages and working hours, other than that Everything else is just meat and bones for the dog, as long as we compromise, they have a way to exploit it back!"

"Oh, the digestion speed is faster than I thought!" Snow, who had just finished praying to Mr. Fool, was eating breakfast and felt the cracks in the potion's shell, with a look of joy on his face, sitting opposite him reading the newspaper. Mr. A was keenly aware of this, and asked with his nice voice:

"What? Is there any good news?"

"I got feedback on the digestion of my potion, and it should be brought by the lambs that developed yesterday." Snow didn't mean to hide, he said sincerely, Mr. A, who had already turned on his spiritual vision, looked at Snow's sincere aura reaction. , Wei Wei was a little confused. Although he was only a new listener, he could get obvious digestion feedback. I'm afraid it's not just as simple as developing a few lambs...

"Maybe, this kid is really a missionary genius? If he can digest the listener potion in a short period of time, maybe he can be made 'Mr. V'?" Such thoughts arise in Mr. A's heart~www.mtlnovel .com~ shook his head lightly again, after all, this is just his side of the word, and he has to confirm the specifics.

"Just need some flesh and blood to restore strength... Let's go to the Eastern District and see."

Mr. A thought so, looked away from the Backlund Morning News, and asked casually:

"Do you have any travel plans today?"

"The Lord has given me considerable physical fitness, so I plan to learn the skills of using firearms and fighting." Snow answered frankly, Mr. A nodded and said:

"Are there any familiar coaches?"

"Yes. Yesterday, I asked a more familiar black market merchant to connect." Snow nodded lightly, and Mr. A turned the topic back:

"I'm going out to get some air, do you have any information?"

When Snow heard the words, he paused for a moment, pretending to be thinking, and then replied:

"Duke Negan is going to hold a dance tomorrow night, and all the nobles of Backlund will participate, so the defense of the Western District should be strengthened, please be careful."

"Very good." Mr. A showed a satisfied smile, turned and walked towards the door, but not long after he went out, he noticed a young girl...

"Women's skills in disguising as men are very poor, but the foundation is good. Although the dress is very vulgar, you can see some habits that ordinary people do not appear in. It looks a little nervous, but there is no malicious intent... disguised as a civilian and sneaked out. Is it a noble lady? It's really a good charm." Mr. A smiled lightly, not caring about the girl who came to the door, but walked all the way to the East District. After all, when he joined the Aurora Club in Lasno, except for Besides that face, isn't it just because of his "connection"?

Chapter end

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