"Mining Ship on Stormy Sea."

Endil looked at the young man in front of him, with a little surprise in his voice, "Can those miners do such a thing? How did you convince these people, most of whom have never even gone to school and have spent their entire lives mining at sea?

Crew? Ideals? The future? Or the world-changing ideas you embrace?”

"Mr. Mayor, we don't understand the great ideals you talk about,"

The dark shadow standing behind the young man took over the conversation this time, his voice calm and hoarse, "We just want to live. If anyone can point us to a way to survive, we will follow that path."

"Nissen, I remember you."

The cold breeze blew Endil's plain robe, and he looked at the shadow, "I still remember that you were just a knowledgeable little captain at first, and then Skone encouraged you to learn and improve yourself."

"Please remember,"

Nissen's tone was calm, "I accepted Mr. Skone's advice, learned a lot, and summarized a lot myself."

"It's a good thing,"

Endil sighed softly, and then he turned to ask, "You don't seem to like life in the Kingdom of Eternal God? There should be no hunger there?"

"It is true that there is no hunger there, but there is never-ending work,"

Nissen paused and said slowly, "We can't rest, we can't see the future, and we can't even choose to die freely. If you enter there, your soul will be imprisoned in a closed space, and you will have endless work.

You will like it there, the Eternal Kingdom of God needs machines and slaves, not people."

He looked at Endir, "There is no hunger, and there is no hope, at least not for us, sir."

Endil opened his mouth slightly, and finally spoke slowly, "But there, you really don't have to suffer from hunger, and you don't have to wander on the streets anymore."

"Maybe some people would like this kind of 'life after death,'"

Nissen replied, "But there are more people like me, we want to live and we want to be fed."

"It's a good wish. Once upon a time, Scone wanted to achieve this goal,"

Endil looked up at the empty golden city around him, "But he failed in the end."

"Originally, the plan that Scone and I had was,"

The old man raised his hand and pointed at the city at the end of the street.

"We have set aside an area to build an industrial zone. This industrial zone can solve the problem of scarcity of industrial products in Winter City and can also solve the employment of some non-mining employees. At the beginning, mining supports the industry and is responsible for the early R&D investment of the industry.

and infrastructure.

"In the future, when industry develops, it can produce cheap and durable mining parts, and industry can feed back the mining industry. Then the entire city's economy will grow, society will develop, and everyone will be able to have a normal job and income."

Endil lowered his head and looked at Nissen in front of him, "Do you know why we failed?"

Facing his question, Nissen opened his mouth and said nothing.

The Scone era was indeed the best era for the people of Winter City, and he did not know the underlying reason for Scone's failure.

"Actually the reason is very simple,"

Endir sighed softly,

"In our plan, in order to ensure that the people of Winter City have absolute control over United Industries and to avoid the erosion of Rockville Energy Group, United Industries will not be listed.

"And in the process of implementing this plan, what is the annual gross profit margin of United Industries?

He raised two fingers and said, "Two percent,

“This is still financial data squeezed out by Scone through various means. In fact, the dividends that can be distributed to major shareholders are less than 1%.

"In the years when Vincent was in power, what was the highest single return that United Industries had ever achieved through stock acquisitions, financial operations, and stock market operations?"

He paused for a moment and said without changing his fingers, "Two hundred percent."

"People are always animals that tend to be profit-oriented, so in the end, Scone's downfall is an inevitable result.

"You overthrew the United Industries and established a United Mining, United Grain, and United Finance. The end result is the same, but it will just repeat the path that Scone and I have traveled,"

He put down his hands, put them behind his back, looked up at the reflection of the city in the sky, and sighed softly, "This is why I want to establish the Eternal Divine Kingdom. At least, I can prevent people who should have starved to death.

No matter how hungry you are, the rules of this world are like this and have always been like this."

Nissen opened his mouth. He thought what Endil said made sense, but he felt something was wrong.

"It's always been like this, so it must be right."

At this time, the young man who had been silent on the side slowly spoke, and he looked at the old man in front of him calmly, "If the rules of this world are to make most people hungry, poor, and cold, then will this rule be correct?

"

He looked up at the old man's snow-white hair, "The United Industries you are talking about is the United Industries of the people of Winter City, but is it really the United Industries of the people of Winter City? A United Industries belonging to the people of Winter City,

Will its owner starve to death? Do those who starve to death deserve to die?

"United industry is a joint industry that only belongs to a small number of people.

"The Kingdom of God you established is essentially just a replica of this bad world.

"What you say about 'not starving to death' is actually forcing them to work, and then earn food for you in reality, and feed it to the eternal Kingdom of God to support the existence of the Kingdom of God.

"Essentially, they are still 'earning' food for themselves, but they just omit the process of eating, so that the time spent eating can also be used for endless work. What they earn is even lower than when they were alive.

"You just essentially turned people who could resist into slaves and machines that are forever subject to the kingdom of God, and into undead souls that can decide life or death with just a word of yours.

"This is your ideal country? This is your salvation?

"This is your eternal kingdom of God?"

The cold wind boy's immature and thin face said, "We are taught in social studies textbooks in the second grade of elementary schools that if we encounter something unfair, we must boldly point it out and help and change it within our capabilities."

Looking at the young boy's immature face, the old man opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

"Don't you have the ability to change?"

The young man stared at him calmly, "You have been the mayor for decades, and you can even build an eternal divine kingdom that does not exist in this world. For your own purposes, you can kill your best friends without mercy.

Can spread its tentacles to the entire city.

"You keep saying that you want to build a kingdom of God on earth where there will be no hunger, but you just built a monster that is even more extreme than United Industries.

"The rich can get everything they want in your kingdom of God, but those who produce all this and obtain the materials to sustain the existence of the eternal kingdom of God can only barely get the time to continue their lives.

"I think that Skone must not agree with your plan, otherwise, you would not kill him.

"You are the co-founder and representative of United Industries. Your rights, honors, and status all come from the "that's always been the case" rules of this world. You can't make up your mind to break these things that have always supported you.

"But you feel that reality is far from your ideal,"

The young man slowly grasped the knight's sword behind him,

"You want to change the world, but you don't have the courage to break it.

"So you stayed in your comfort zone, borrowed the power of gods, and realized a twisted dream.

"But even in this twisted dream country, you don't have the courage to break these rules. Instead, you strengthen these rules and make the souls imprisoned here work for you even more 'extremely'."

The young man's tone paused slightly. He raised his head and looked at this splendid city. Under his spiritual vision, these magnificent buildings were just masses of twisted and rotten flesh, exuding an uncomfortable aura.

"You have actually lost your ideal to change everything, and you have also lost the courage to fight with the world. You have long been indulged in the embrace of rights and interests, but you still want to deceive yourself.

"Even if everyone in the Federation enters the Eternal Divine Kingdom, can they all obtain eternal life and a future where they are no longer hungry? As a creation of gods, can the Eternal Divine Kingdom really allow humans to have the final say? Do you really trust the eternal light?

?

“You gave yourself a reason to ‘let them no longer be hungry’, but in fact you allowed the Eternal Secret Cult to drive more people to death.

"Under the slogan of your grand ideal, there is nothing more than the desire to satisfy yourself.

"You have never even lowered your head, taken a look at the people struggling to survive in the port, and understood what they really want.

"You are sitting in the mayor's palace in Yunduan District, and you can control their life and death by raising your hand.

"But if you really care about these people who have lived a difficult life, have some contact with them, and understand their conversations, you can easily guess my arrangements on the stormy sea.

"Unfortunately, you didn't."

The silent cold wind blew through the street, scattering the young man's voice and blowing the hair of the old man and the young man.

Standing behind Howe, Captain Nissen watched all this.

At this moment, he suddenly realized where the strong sense of separation came from.

It is the discrepancy between what is said and what is done, it is the bright light shining on the rotting flesh, it is the filth and shadow filled under the light.

The old man stared at the young man in front of him, his calm face flashing with various colors.

Eventually, these expressions just turned into a long sigh,

"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that you are right, kid, you are very smart,"

He paused for a moment, his face gradually became cold, and he said slowly, "So you, a brave man of justice with ideals, want to represent the people of Winter City to defeat me, the hypocritical devil?"

"Ideals, power, interests, you talk about these, and in the name of 'justice', you decide people's life and death from above,"

He Ao slowly pulled out the knight's sword behind him, and the bloody butterfly on his shoulder slowly opened its wings,

"But I'm just an orphan here to collect debt.
To be continued...