Mystery: Chaos Path

Medici didn't say anything in response to the praise, only the corners of his mouth curved upward slightly. He then felt an overly enthusiastic gaze, turned his head, and saw a young man looking at him excitedly not far away.

Medici had some impression of the person. The person was called Dici, a jinx. Some time ago, after losing his job, he got drunk and accidentally got involved in an extraordinary event and was rescued by Medici, who happened to be passing by.

Later, the other party joined them. Although he didn't know many words, he had a good brain and good aptitude, belonging to the people Medici had included in the training list.

"Yo, someone has a fan club already!" Lawren also noticed Dici's existence. He first gave a polite smile in that direction, then joked.

"This daddy has plenty of fans, do you think I'm you? Annoying people all day long." Medici returned a look in that direction, then glanced at Lawren, sarcastically retorting.

"You can fool your brothers, but don't fool yourself." Lawren raised his hand and patted Medici's shoulder, smiling and saying, "When it comes to being annoying, we're neck and neck."

Medici choked for a moment, not knowing whether to sigh at Lawren's self-awareness or tell him to get lost.

"Speaking of which, have you designed the uniforms for after the uprising? As a righteous rebel army, you must have your own uniform!" Lawren asked with great interest, a series of traditional styles flashing through his mind, such as a certain d3's military uniform.

To be fair, although Hill isn't good at other things, his aesthetic sense is really good.

"The Great Serpent Society is responsible for this aspect of design." Medici replied, he looked at Lawren and finally asked, "What exactly are you here for?"

"As your boss, of course I'm here to inspect your work progress!" Lawren said as a matter of course, looking at Medici and remembering something else, he said, "By the way, have you decided on the day to officially start?"

"Before the end of this year." Medici crossed his arms and replied, he looked at Lawren and said, "What, do you have any brilliant ideas?"

"My idea is similar to yours. I think we can set the launch date on New Year's Day! It just so happens that the Loen royal family has a big move that day. Let's operate on two fronts, launching an uprising here and severely damaging the Loen royal family's conspiracy there, completing the scam, and reporting it to them by the way." Lawren said with a smile:

"At that time, the Loen royal family will inevitably be attracted and entangled by the three major churches, and the resistance here will be much smaller."

Medici glanced at him, then thought for a few seconds, and nodded, saying, "Okay, then let's set it on that day."

"By the way, in addition to focusing on attacking those nobles and capitalists after the launch, there is one more thing…" Lawren beckoned to Medici, signaling him to come over.

Although Medici didn't know why, he still leaned over and heard Lawren say a few words to him, immediately raising his eyebrows and looking at Lawren, saying, "You even have this kind of leisure?"

What Lawren said to him was to have Medici clean up Red Street while cleaning up the nobles and wealthy merchants, and rescue the street girls there.

"They are also pitiful people. Some systems shouldn't exist in the first place and should be abolished in the future." Lawren said as a matter of course.

"Okay, since you've said so, I'll remember to arrange for people to rescue those girls." Medici didn't plan to object after hearing him say that, and nodded.

Saving one is saving, saving two is also saving. They are all preparing to subvert the existing order and rebuild Loen, so naturally they don't care about saving those poor girls while saving the workers and farmers.

…

Lunt was still a little dazed when he returned home. Everything that happened today was beyond his expectations, whether it was being fired, or everything he saw with Dici, and…

Lunt took out a few folded characters from his pocket. He didn't recognize any characters, he only knew that it was a contract.

The labor contract that Lunt signed with the factory where Dici was located stipulated an eight-hour working day, room and board, weekends off, and other things that Lunt had never even dreamed of before.

Lunt still remembered when he signed the contract with the very pretty clerk, he asked the other party if he would have to go to war after he signed the contract, the girl couldn't help but laugh.

"Sir, what are you thinking? This is just a work contract, we will not force anyone to join the army." The girl said, and then seemed to think of something, with a little yearning on her face, and said, "But sir, if you have this intention, you can go to the next door to sign up…"

"You, aren't you afraid that no one will sign up?" Lunt remembered that he couldn't help but ask at that time.

The girl was silent for a second after hearing this, then showed a smile and said, "I don't know what others think, but at least I have already signed up. I think what the boss said is right, happiness depends on our own efforts. Only by hurting those tigers, leopards, and jackals will they spit out what they have robbed from us."

"Then what if you die? War will kill people." Lunt couldn't help but ask again.

"Then at least, I died for the sake of fighting for my own happiness, not because of hunger, falling in some corner." The girl said very firmly.

After that, Lunt didn't remember very clearly what happened. He only remembered that he signed the contract, and when he came back to his senses, he had already returned home.

"Dad!"

One mistake, one first, one hair, one inside, one content, one at, one look!

The voice of his little daughter woke Lunt up. Lunt looked at his little daughter who was studying at a church school. She was wearing clothes that had been washed and faded, and her figure was thinner than her peers because she hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" The little daughter looked at him in confusion.

"Shaliya…" Lunt bent down and hugged his daughter, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

His life is already like this, could it be that he wants Shaliya and them to repeat his life?

…

Lawren didn't stay in Medici's place for too long, only staying for one night, helping Medici deal with some affairs, and guest starring as a lecturer, confirming that the progress here was good, Lawren left the border city.

After leaving, Lawren had "Jack Jones" return home to avoid worrying people by being away for too long, while wearing the Lucifer vest and coming to the Land of the Forsaken again.

The sun above Silver City was still the same as when Lawren left. Lawren paused when he passed the ruins of a certain building, looked up at the person sitting on a half-collapsed wall at the moment, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Little Crow, are you planning to build a nest here?"

"I'm just thinking about a question." Amon looked down at Lawren, looking thoughtful.

"What are you thinking about?" Lawren was a little curious.

"I'm thinking, should I call Adam brother or father." Amon raised his hand and pinched his monocle, his tone was serious, but what he said was like a joke.