I'm a villain, not a devil

The candidates outside the city looked at all this with envy. Many people who had the opportunity to enter the city in advance but chose to wait and see for a while were even more regretful.

However, Sean did not forget them.

"We still welcome you to join Paradise City. As long as you show your value, the door will always be open for you."

After Sean's words, the supplies were placed in front of the candidates.

"I'm not used to speaking in the tone of a superior. I'm more used to the way I used to speak -" When facing the candidates, Sean changed his appearance again. He grinned, "Follow me, Sean. People, not only have soup to drink, but also meat to eat. People who can follow my footsteps...maybe someone will sit at the same table with me. "

In just a few words, the candidates outside the city became enthusiastic. There are so many benefits to just working in the city. If you can really work behind Sean, how much can you get?

Unimaginable!

And Sean was more generous than they thought.

"Thanks to all of you for your hard work these days."

The supplies were opened, and the staff had set up a distribution point: "Candidates please line up and receive them in an orderly manner."

Can I receive supplies without entering the city? !

The candidates were pleasantly surprised to find that although it was not comparable to what residents in the city had obtained, it was already quite expensive and enough for them to enjoy for a period of time.

Suddenly, the city and outside were plunged into a sea of ​​joy and excitement.

On the city wall, Jin Kui, who led the team back, shook his head with a smile.

Dean Latiya looked at it and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Jin Kui, did Sean do this without consulting you?"

Jin Kui smiled and said: "You don't need to discuss it with me. I personally led the team to the holy city of my religion just to ensure that nothing happens and to give Sean enough room to perform. I'm just sighing..."

He suddenly laughed louder: "This boy's method of winning people's hearts and stimulating ambition is far better than that of the boss like me."

When Luo Xi stepped onto the stairs, he happened to hear Jin Kui's words and immediately curled his lips.

Her expression was noticed by Jin Kui, who immediately smiled and asked: "Why, Miss Luo Xi still has a different opinion - but, look at you like this?"

Luo Xi said calmly: "Go and call my people to come and get supplies. I'm worried that they will be embarrassed."

Jin Kui laughed loudly: "It seems that you learned the essence from Sean, then why did you curl your lips at me just now?"

Luo Xi sighed: "Boss Jinkui, it's not that I think what you said is wrong, but...that guy must have something more ruthless."

"Harder?"

…

The carnival in Paradise City is still going on, and it took half a month for the supplies to be distributed. During this time, the believers of the "free gift" of the I-religion have adapted to the status of slaves.

The redemption points set up by Sean were very clever. Many families already had their own servants, but most of the slaves were left behind.

And these people have all been sent to basic positions in Paradise City. Except for the most basic needs for survival, they have lost all rights as human beings.

However, at their desperate moment, a piece of news reached the ears of all the slaves.

Has anyone obtained a resident qualification certificate from Paradise City? !

In just a few days, a slave broke away from this humble status and became a citizen of the aloof Paradise City? !

The rest of the slaves were in disbelief, but the news was confirmed.

"In Paradise City, the status of a slave is not permanent -" the cold-faced overseer was conveying the tyrant's order, "As long as you can make enough contributions and prove your worth, you will have the opportunity to escape from here and become a paradise." Brother Sean is a great person in the city, and he is never stingy with those who learn to be loyal and show their talents.”

On that day, the slave factory's efficiency doubled.

At this moment, Sean is conveying "truth" to his subordinates.

"Paradise City needs to develop rapidly. On the one hand, we must mobilize the enthusiasm of the entire city. It is not enough to just work on time and obey orders. They must be ambitious and want to climb up. In this way, the city will have equal In a fervent atmosphere of progress.”

He took a sip of strong wine. The resources taught by the Self were indeed outstanding, and they even had fine wine that was rare in Paradise City.

Wiping his mouth with satisfaction, he smiled at the curious eyes of his men and continued: "The second point is the accumulation of the city. But how long has it been since the end of the world, how much wealth can Paradise City accumulate? At this time, it is necessary to The people of Paradise City can play a more active role."

"Our industry is developing, and our weaklings and opponents are increasing. Then the foundation of the other cities is the foundation of Paradise City. Yes, we are going to start to expand."

As soon as he said this, the hungry wolves of the Golden Ghost suddenly howled like mountains and tsunamis.

Sean pressed his hands to signal for silence, and then said the third point: "We grabbed supplies and got slaves, which is a good thing, but we will also face problems, redundant supplies and an expansion of the number of slaves. If there are too many slaves, it will be a problem after all. There will be problems, and the production capacity that slaves can bring to us will be reduced a lot. "

"So, we must also give hope to the slaves——"

Sean's eyes lit up: "We have to give them a chance to climb up. Even if only a few people hope to seize that opportunity, hope represents the future, and no one can refuse the temptation of the future."

"The most important thing is that they will clearly understand that only Sean, only Sean from Golden Ghost, can give them a future and give them hope!"

"Brothers, this is our future."

He raised his glass and drank heavily, while the hungry wolves roared wildly, with unparalleled fanaticism on their faces.

At the front seat, Jin Kui picked up a cup and took a sip. The smile on his face could no longer be concealed.

…

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However, shouting slogans is still a spiritual stimulus after all, and some things still need to be implemented.

When she sobered up the next day, Illya came over again. Obviously, it was still because of the previous problem - the resources of the Holy City and the captured slaves made up for a lot of vacancies, but the number of high-cognition management personnel The deficiencies remain unresolved.

Sean just pretended to glance at the non-existent watch and laughed: "How did our managers come last time?"

"Yes, it is the management team left by Her Royal Highness the Princess of the previous empire."

Sean lay lazily on the table: "Yes, the empire is rich in these 'smart people', and it's almost time."

Illya was confused: "Mr. Sean, what do you mean?"

"Get ready, here we are, there are still people who haven't accepted it, haha."

"ah?"

Mo Jiajia, who had been eavesdropping, jumped out: "My brother is coming back?"

Sean touched her head: "Do you miss your brother?"

Mo Jiajia curled her lips in disgust: "No, I just want him to come back and ask him to propose marriage to you."

"roll."

"No, no, no!"

…

On the plain at this moment, a cold-faced man carrying a black stick raised his head and sneezed.

"Someone is plotting against me?" Moza wrinkled his nose.

However, he turned his attention to the team ahead.

The team was densely packed, many of them wearing pierced aristocratic clothing or tattered official uniforms. Their eyes were blank and their faces were pale.

Moza waved his stick and calmly ordered: "We are almost there, let these gentlemen and adults speed up."

The whip cracked and the once great men began to scream again.