"Come, let brother take a look."

As soon as He Ao walked out of the chapel, a figure rushed over.

He Ao subconsciously wanted to kick him out.

I endured it.

Ivo rubbed his younger brother's face excitedly and patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "I haven't seen him for so long. He's grown stronger."

He Ao glanced at Ivo's body.

Although he was covered with bandages, his physical condition seemed to be much better. The blood stains on the bandages had dried up and no new blood stains appeared. His large movements did not cause the wound to tear, which proved that the wound was healing well.

The bandages on his body were also loose and fell to the ground as he moved.

It had only been one night. The pharmacist was so skilled. He was able to save such a serious injury so quickly.

As he spoke, at this time, Ivo suddenly held He Ao's face and began to use his thumbs to pull the corners of He Ao's mouth on both sides, pulling out a smile.

"Don't look depressed. It's not good for your health to look bitter and resentful all the time. Come on, smile and give a smile to your brother."

He Aoneng could clearly feel his brows furrowed into a "Chuan" shape.

Calm down, calm down, I am Nell now, and this is the fourth brother, after all, he is the fourth brother.

Don't mess around with your hands.

"Why don't you speak? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ivo looked at He Ao strangely.

He Ao looked down and glanced at the hand that was holding his mouth open.

There was a brief silence.

He took a deep breath.

calm down.

"Hey, you who don't talk or smile, come and smile, smile once in the morning, and you will be happy both physically and mentally throughout the day."

Ivo tried hard to pull the corners of He Ao's mouth, trying to make his brother laugh.

Tolerate···

I can't stand it anymore!

He Ao directly reached out and picked up the unfortunate guy, carried him to the church pillar nearby like a chicken, rolled up the bandage on the ground, and tied him directly to the pillar.

"Nel, you murdered your own brother! I haven't recovered from my injuries yet, you can't do this to me!"

Ivo was tied to the pillar by his brother without any resistance.

Looking at Ivo, He Ao finally understood that when God gives something, he will always take away the same thing.

In two years, he went from knowing nothing to being able to perfectly pilot a C-class mecha. Ivo's mecha talent is not bad.

While God gave Ivo the perfect mecha talent, he also conveniently took away his brain.

Yesterday he thought this fourth brother had become smarter.

Unexpectedly, it was only a temporary comeback.

Ivo's brain makes zombies shake their heads and leave.

call--

After tying Ivo to the pillar, He Ao felt that he felt a little happier. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the church door.

In fact, Nell had long wanted to bully his fourth brother, who was sometimes completely brainless, but he couldn't beat him. Every time he tried, he would be beaten back by the fourth brother.

He Ao felt that some long-suppressed resentment had dissipated, and he walked a little lighter.

Ivo, who was tied to the pillar, looked at his brother's brisk back and smiled.

At this time, a chuckle came from the side, and a woman in simple clothes walked over with her face covered.

Ivo suddenly realized a serious problem. There were quite a lot of people passing by this corridor in the morning, and many of them were people he knew.

When he was at the Federal Military Academy, Ivo once heard a saying.

There are three deaths in a person's life.

The first time is when your heart stops and your physical body dies.

The second time is at the funeral, you die in society.

The third time is when the last person who remembers you dies and you die in history.

Iwo Ivo feels that his physical body is not dead yet, and he doesn’t want to die yet.

"Nel! Good brother! Nel!!! Brother is wrong, brother is wrong, please untie me!!!"

······

He Ao didn't hear Ivo's shouting, and even if he heard it, he would pretend not to hear it.

He returned to the main hall of the church, found the pharmacist who was checking the bodies one by one, and asked whether being tied to the pillar would affect Ivo's injury.

After receiving the pharmacist's reply of "no impact", He Ao walked straight towards the side door on the right. He remembered that the old foreman entered through this side door last night.

At this moment, the side door was closed, and there was a thin young man standing in front of the door. He stopped in front of the door, seeming to be hesitating about something.

At this time, He Ao walked over. He glanced at He Ao, turned around and left.

He Ao glanced at the young man in confusion. He had just come to the Miners' Mutual Aid Association and had no idea what this man did.

He walked to the side door.

There was a soft rustling sound inside the door, as if the old man was slowly getting dressed.

He Ao waited for a moment, until the sound stopped completely and slow footsteps sounded inside the door, then he reached out and knocked on the door.

"Hold on."

An old voice came from inside the house.

After a while, the door opened, and an old man wearing simple gray and white clothes appeared in He Ao's field of vision.

"Nel?" The old man seemed a little surprised by He Ao's appearance, "What do you want from me?"

He Ao pointed to the room, "I encountered something in the church last night and wanted to talk to you."

···ten minutes later···

He Ao simply told the story of discovering the underground library in the early morning and meeting Ilia An in the library.

However, he concealed the secret knowledge and simply summarized the events.

As the old foreman gets older, his resistance to pollution will be weaker, and he may easily cause problems if he knows too much.

"Ms. Iliaan was the speaker of the last city council," the old foreman said slowly. "After the change of the last council, the current mayor came to power and her party became the minority party, so she gave up her position as a member.

With his identity, he quit politics and lived in seclusion in this church."

He Ao: "She and the miners will help each other...?"

"She was a major supporter of the Miners' Mutual Aid Society,"

The old foreman looked at He Ao and smiled, "When I decided to build a big miners' mutual aid association, she contacted me and said that she could give us financial and partial resource support. Most of the funds of the miners' mutual aid association were

She provided it."

It turns out that the Miners' Mutual Aid Association is not small in scale and has existed for nearly ten years. Most of the participants are miners who have nothing.

He Ao was still a little confused before, where did the old foreman's funds and channels come from. After all, any organization must have a stable source of funds if it wants to continue.

Hatred can only support the will to fight, but cannot fill the stomach.

The Speaker of the City Council is the official who presides over the council. If the mayor has an accident or resigns, the Speaker is the second in line of succession after the deputy mayor and is one of the most senior officials in the fortress city.

And because the speaker is elected by a vote of the parliament, it is easier for the majority party to elect its own member to be the speaker. Therefore, the speaker is often the leader of the majority party on the city council and can influence the behavior of the council and thus the abolition of laws.

The main source of funding for the Miners' Mutual Aid Association comes from the former city council speaker. This is something worth pondering.

The Miners' Mutual Aid Association and the mining consortium are mortal enemies, and judging from the mobilization of the city defense troops last night, the current mayor is likely to be a powerful figure in the mining consortium.

Is Iliaan secretly supporting the Miners' Mutual Aid Association to deal with political opponents?

She regarded the Miners' Mutual Aid Association as a sharp knife?

He Ao does not dislike this kind of operation. Facing a common enemy, the interest relationship of mutual use is sometimes more stable and easier to predict than emotions.

As long as your will is not dominated by the other party.

"Nel," while He Ao was thinking, the old foreman turned around, looked at a small mining pick hanging on the wall, and suddenly asked, "It's your first time here, what do you think the miners' mutual aid will be like?"

organize?"

Hearing this question, He Ao was stunned for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he said softly, "A small group united by hatred."

Hearing this answer, the old foreman was slightly stunned. He looked at He Ao, nodded slightly, and then asked slowly, "Do you think the Miners' Mutual Aid Association can achieve its goal? Can it solve the mining consortium?"

He Ao thought seriously for a while, then shook his head and said,
To be continued...