Chapter 998
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"Are you really a god?"
Marceau looked warily at the Orange Cat sitting on the table.
She used to guess that the Orange Cat was the incarnation of a powerful spellcaster, but she still couldn't believe that it could be raised to the level of a god.
"Does it have anything to do with it? You just need to know that I can help you make the Little Tyrant and the arcade machine, right? "
Josiah didn't continue to fool the leader of the Sewing Gang and chose a more practical way to talk to her.
This woman named Marceau had lived in this chaotic city since she was young. It was already incredible that she could learn magic. Josiah didn't expect her to have faith in an illusory god like the Lizard Elder.
"Then will you really purify the Grey Fog and save the residents of this city?" Marceau threw out another question.
"The first part is true. The second part … If you think it's the truth, then it's the truth."
Josiah was actually not interested in pretending to be mysterious. After he finished preaching, if the onlookers were unwilling to believe him, Josiah wouldn't grab them to continue preaching.
With the attitude that it didn't matter if she believed it or not, she would still be happy in the end. Josiah was too lazy to explain anything to this woman.
"I believe that you are a god, but if I believe in you, can you help me fulfill any wishes?"
Marceau sat back on her sofa and asked as she lit another cigarette.
"Wishes? Do you want to play the sequel of the King of Fighters or a new arcade game? Like Metal Slug, Knights of the Round Table, Dino Kombat, and so on. As long as you make a wish, I can help you fulfill it in a short time. "
Josiah controlled the Orange Cat to spread its two little paws, looking like "God has mercy on the world."
"Game." Marceau repeated this word and then walked to the only window in her room. Through it, Marceau could see the situation in the arcade hall below.
It was very noisy below. The shouts of the people playing in front of the arcade machine were mixed together with various sound effects like "gas consumption" from the arcade machine.
To be honest …
"It's been a long time since I've seen the residents of this city so lively." Marceau murmured softly, "The existence of the Laughter Potion allows us to live in a dream world, while the real world is a corpse. All the residents of this city do every day is lie on the streets or sleep in their homes, waiting for the release date of the Laughter Potion."
"After all, rather than calling you residents, it's better to call you livestock raised by the city lords."
Josiah spoke without any mercy. This woman named Marceau was the only human in the city that Josiah had met who felt more 'alive'.
Then there was Heiwei and the Sewing Gang. They knew that they had things to do, territory to look after, and they had to fight with the other gangs in the city every day.
However, most of the residents in this city were just corpses.
"Livestock? You keep mentioning the lord of this city. " Marceau shook the cigarette butt in her hand, "From your description, the lord of the city doesn't seem to be a thing like a human?"
"I'm not sure if your lord of the city is … that thing itself, or that thing's agent, but one thing is for sure. The reason you live in this kind of environment is because there's a monster that feeds on your negative emotions. Despair, sadness, laziness … These are all its food." Josiah told Marceau the truth.
"Negative emotions." Marceau suddenly laughed after hearing the truth, "No wonder this city … is so suffocating."
While Josiah and Marceau were talking, something unexpected happened in the arcade hall below. Two strong men from the Sewing Gang carried a thin young man and were about to throw him out of the arcade hall.
"I still have Eagle Claw Coins! I really do! Please let me play one more game. I'll definitely beat the snake! "The young man begged the two strong men from the Sewing Gang.
Josiah watched the scene below and was silent for a moment.
"Tell your men to let him go," Josiah said.
"So what if I let him go? Are you going to let these useless people stay here and take up space?" Marceau had never been able to tolerate these self-degenerate people.
Orange Cat just squatted by the window and watched Marceau. Marceau sighed and could only wave to the two strong men from the Sewing Gang below. They let go of the young man, who kept thanking them and returned to the arcade machine in the blink of an eye.
"This city's financial system … Simply put, where does their money come from?"
Josiah looked at the people gathered in the arcade hall below. If everyone in this city drank the Laughter Mixture, Josiah didn't think this city could continue to develop normally.
"Rationing, it might be like you said. Every resident can receive some food and Eagle Claw Coins from the city, and the Eagle Claw Coins can be exchanged for clothes and Laughter Pills from the lord of the city. Of course, Laughter Pills are very expensive," Marceau said.
"This kind of situation really makes people want to sing Katyusha." Why did this system sound so familiar to Josiah?
"What?"
"Nothing … Right or wrong. Don't you want to change the current situation?" Josiah said.
"Change … How should I change it? Let my men go down and fight with the patrol team? Everyone in the patrol team has been given terrifying power. Ordinary people are no match for them, "Marceau said.
"There's no need to fight. There's a huge hole under this city. That hole is the territory of the Quest Society. What do they want to do with it … I think you also know. The key is that there's an Origin Crystal vein under the hole."
This was the information Qianmian obtained during her investigation. It was also the source of the Origin Crystal in this city.
"You have to use the money you earn. What can you buy from the lord of the city with the Eagle Claw Coins?" Josiah asked.
"Clothes, food, and some daily necessities."
Hearing this, Marceau gradually sat up straight. She began to treat Josiah's suggestions seriously.
"You heard my discussion with the lizard elder. I … You can think of it this way for now. I'm the incarnation of the God of Order. My next plan is to establish an underground religion in this city, but I don't think the people in this city will be so bored as to believe in a God. But I have this thing."
A Little Overlord Origin Crystal appeared in Josiah's hand. The Sewing Gang had already started to sell this kind of Origin Crystal, and its potential customers were gradually increasing.
"What are you trying to say?" Marceau asked.
"The lord of the city used the Laughter Potion to control the people in this city. We can do the same thing, but we will do it in the name of a God. These believers will join us because of this Origin Crystal or playing arcade games. After they join, we will use the Eagle Claw Coins or game coins as payment to make them work for us. The content of the work … Aside from mining, there's a lot more."
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