I'm a villain, not a devil

"Come on, the people at the back, move forward. Take this. You don't need to figure out how to use it. Once you get there, just do what the leader says. Do you understand?"

"Okay, okay, sir."

In the work area, a child who was no more than ten years old took the tool kit and quickly ran to the designated location.

There, his classmates had already started working, but due to their age, their hands and feet were not nimble enough and their work efficiency was not high.

On the city lift platform not far away, the new city lord Illya was accompanying Sean on an inspection.

It’s not that Sean likes standing on high places so he occupied the lifting platform, one of the important facilities in the city, but the platform under his feet has not moved for two days.

Those children in front of us, who are only in their early teens, are not here to work and study. To put it bluntly, they are "intellectuals" who are forcibly conscripted to work.

There was no way. In Paradise City, literacy was a luxury. All avenues for advancement were firmly controlled by a few major forces, and the lower-class people could not afford expensive books.

Nowadays, the city's administrative system is damaged, and some facilities require certain technical reserves to operate, but the operators are either dead or inefficient because of the death of the coordinators. We have no choice but to temporarily pull some literate children to do the work - at least you have to understand the instructions to use the machine.

For a metropolis with a population of tens of millions, rebuilding the administrative system is much more difficult than imagined.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the popular riots that would normally occur in such situations did not occur. All this should naturally be "thanks" to the Tyrant of Paradise City - even the most unscrupulous dogs at the bottom of society would not dare to make any noise at this time, as the former city lord and the invading Id Church had already given them a vivid educational lesson.

Even though everyone feared the Tyrant next to him, the new city lord Illya still had a hard time relaxing her brows. She whispered, "There are many situations similar to this lift platform. Many facilities have been paralyzed, and many official agencies appear to be very busy, but in fact, their efficiency is terribly low. We... we are all newcomers, and we are really incapable of coordinating this aspect."

She spoke in a low voice. Nearly two months had passed in Paradise City, and the situation in the city had not only not improved, but had even shown a trend of deterioration. Naturally, she, as the city lord, could not escape the blame.

However, Sean just smiled calmly. He lazily pointed at the busy children and said, "Pay them wages according to the same level of technical work, and give each of them a nutritious meal at the end of the work at night."

Illya was relieved that the other party did not blame her, but she did not agree immediately. Instead, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Sean, this situation happens everywhere in the city. There are a lot of school children, ordinary people, etc. who have been conscripted by us to forcibly improve efficiency."

"These days, due to problems with the administrative system, problems have arisen in all aspects of the city. We are forcibly controlling the entire economic system of Paradise City. However, although the people dare not raise any opinions, the market is still self-regulating. In two months, prices have risen by 30%. If we still pay normal wages to so many "OEM" people, prices will be even more difficult to control..."

Sean turned his head and smiled: "Wow, you have made great progress. In the past, you only knew about fighting and killing and how much the mutant scorpion tail was worth. Now you even understand the market and the economy?"

Illya blushed slightly and whispered, "No, I don't really understand. I've heard professional staff explain it several times... But, Mr. Sean, what I mean is..."

Sean waved his hand to interrupt her: "It's a good idea for you to have this idea. You can learn more from me in the future, and I won't have to worry about it. As for now, haha."

He smiled casually: "Didn't I tell you that someone will be here in a few days?"

Illya still couldn't hide her worry on her face: "I, I know, I'm not questioning you, sir, but our gap is bigger than we thought..."

Sean showed a mysterious smile and asked a strange question: "Illya, what do you think of the development model of Paradise City?"

Illya was a little confused, but she still answered based on what she had learned in the past few days: "I think it's great. The development of Paradise City is countless times faster than it was decades ago. Your policies have given ordinary people the opportunity to live and work in peace and to advance. Although the current problems are not small, the development speed will continue to accelerate after they are solved..."

Sean shook his head and said, "You only see the surface. The speed of Paradise City's development is because we have brought together the strength of countless people. However, under this model, people's ambitions are also lost. Everyone wants to find a good job and work from nine to five. The enterprising spirit is still there, but it is not strong enough."

Illya was a little confused. She asked in confusion, "But if this kind of development continues, Paradise City will only surpass other cities in this world. For example, these children, in another ten or twenty years, they will be much better than their parents..."

Sean smiled and nodded: "That's true, but it's not enough."

"not enough?"

Facing the wind of Paradise City, Sean said leisurely: "I want this city to become the giant of the world in a short period of time. This requires countless talents, countless resources, and countless...ambitions."

"But now the city is developing very fast. I learned a word called objective law. This is the objective law of urban development. If there is no major influence, the law will be like this..."

Sean shook his finger and gave a calm smile that made Illya's heart beat faster.

"Paradise City is now accumulating its own capital at a fast pace, but it's not enough. The reality is just as you said, the development speed is just like this. No matter how hard everyone works and no matter how many policies I issue, it won't be much faster. What's more, there are still big problems like this that need to be dealt with urgently."

"But, have you ever learned another word besides objective rules?"

Illya's throat moved a few times and she shook her head nervously.

Sean smiled calmly: "The word is, bloody accumulation."

"You, what do you mean?"

Sean didn't give a direct answer, but just stretched, with a lazy and comfortable look on his face.

"Give the order, Paradise City will begin to introduce slavery soon."

Illya's eyes widened in disbelief.

Sean showed an expectant and enjoyable smile: "I want everyone to know that in this world, only by following my steps, Sean, can you live a comfortable and enjoyable life... Only those under my command, Sean, can truly be called..."

"【people】."