I'm a villain, not a devil

The candidates outside the city looked at all this with envy. Many of those who had the opportunity to enter the city early but chose to wait and see for a while regretted it very much.

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 to you."

After Sean said this, 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 old way of speaking—" When facing the examinees, Sean changed his demeanor again. He grinned and said, "Those who follow me, Sean, will not only have soup to drink, but also meat to eat. Those who can keep up with me...maybe some of them will be able to sit at the same table with me for dinner."

With just a few words, the candidates outside the city became enthusiastic. There were so many benefits just by working in the city. If they could really work behind Sean, how much could they get?

Incredible!

And Sean was more generous than they thought.

"Thank you for your hard work these days."

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

Can I get supplies without entering the city?!

The candidates were pleasantly surprised to find that although the amount they received was not as much as what the city residents got, it was already quite considerable and enough for them to enjoy for a while.

For a moment, the city inside and outside was immersed in a sea of ​​joy and excitement.

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

Dean Latiya looked at the scene and asked in confusion, "Mr. Jin Kui, did Sean discuss this with you?"

Jin Kui smiled and said, "You don't need to discuss this with me. I personally led the team to the Holy City of Benwo Sect to ensure that nothing unexpected happens and to give Sean enough room to perform. I am just expressing my feelings..."

He suddenly laughed even louder: "This kid's way of winning people's hearts and stimulating ambitions is far better than that of a boss like me."

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

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

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

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

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

"Even more cruel?"

……

The carnival in Paradise City continued. It took a full half month for the supplies to be distributed. During this time, the believers of the Id Cult who were "given away for free" had already adapted to the status of slaves.

The exchange points set up by Sean were very clever. Many families already had their own servants, but the majority of slaves were still retained.

All of these people were sent to basic positions in Paradise City. Apart from the most basic necessities for survival, they have lost all their rights as human beings.

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

Has anyone obtained a Paradise City resident certificate?!

In just a few days, a slave escaped from this lowly status and became a citizen of the high and mighty Heaven City?!

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

"In Paradise City, slavery is not permanent—" the cold-faced supervisor was conveying the tyrant's order, "As long as you can make enough contributions and prove your worth, you will have the opportunity to leave here and become the superior people in Paradise City. Brother Sean is never stingy with those who learn to be loyal and show their talents."

On that day, the efficiency of the slave factory doubled.

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

"Paradise City needs rapid development. On the one hand, we need to 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. Only in this way can the city have an atmosphere of progress that is equivalent to fanaticism."

He took a sip of the liquor. The resources of the Idol Church were indeed excellent. They even had fine wines that were rare in Paradise City.

Wiping his mouth with satisfaction, he smiled and continued under the inquiring gazes of his men, "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, the people of Paradise City need to exert their subjective initiative and play a greater role."

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

As soon as this was said, the hungry wolves of the Golden Ghost immediately let out a howl like a tsunami.

Sean pressed his hand to signal for silence, and then said the third point: "We have robbed supplies and obtained slaves, which is a good thing, but we will also face problems, such as redundant supplies and the expansion of the number of slaves. Too many slaves will eventually cause problems, and the production capacity that slaves who cannot see tomorrow can bring us will be greatly reduced."

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

Sean's eyes lit up: "We have to give them a chance to climb up, even if only a very small number of people have a chance to seize it. However, hope represents the future, and no one can resist the temptation of the future."

"Most importantly, they will clearly understand that only Sean, only Sean from the Golden Ghost, can give them a future and hope!"

"Brothers, this is our future."

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

Sitting at the head seat, Jin Kui picked up a cup and took a sip, the smile on his face could no longer be concealed.

……

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

However, slogans are ultimately spiritual motivation, and some things still need to be implemented.

When he sobered up the next day, Illya came again. Obviously, it was still about the previous problem - the resources of the Holy City and the captured slaves filled a lot of gaps, but the shortage of managers with high cognitive levels still had not been resolved.

Sean just pretended to look at the non-existent watch and laughed, "How did our management staff come last time?"

"Yes, it is the management team left behind by the previous princess of the empire."

Sean lazily lay on the table: "Yes, the Empire is rich in these 'smart people'. It's about time."

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

"Get ready, we still have people who haven't received it yet, haha."

"what?"

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

Sean touched her head and said, "Do you miss your brother?"

Mo Jiajia pouted in disdain: "No, I just want him to come back and ask him to propose to you."

"roll."

"No, no, no!"

……

At this moment on the plain, a stern-faced man holding 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 holey aristocratic costumes or tattered officials' uniforms, their eyes were blank and their faces were pale.

Moza waved his stick and calmly ordered, "We are almost there. Tell these masters and adults to speed up."

The whip cracked, and the former big shots began to scream again.