Darkness was the perfect lover of slaughter!
The world of thieves was filled with betrayal, deceit, and bloodshed. The world of the Dark Side had its own ancient and obscure laws. Every wanderer and sneaky person in the shadows unconsciously obeyed these laws, fulfilling their ancient agreement with the darkness. If you have read this chapter, please go to
Murder, betrayal, and deceit, tyranny, hatred, and evil, just like what Bane and Cyric had blessed.
This was where their godhood was, and the ancient origin of the laws of this world.
According to this tradition, Chen Ang would have to face a series of conspiracies and tests from the dark forces. He also needed to use cruelty, tyranny, and terror to maintain his dignity, and deter anyone who dared to extend their claws into his territory. In this process, the murder, betrayal, madness, and tyranny would greatly please the evil gods.
This ritualistic tradition would greatly compete for the power of darkness. Anyone who tried to challenge this tradition would encounter an even deeper temptation from the darkness.
But Chen Ang did not care!
He did not have the time, energy, or interest to play these ancient games with them. Thus, he decided to use an even more ancient dark tradition to deal with the upcoming crisis!
This tradition was called: The one with the biggest fist is the boss!
It was also known as violence to solve all problems! This included conspiracies, opposition, possible traitors, petty conspiracies, and endless small troubles! If killing could not solve the problem, then it must be because there was not enough killing!
Of course, violence could not solve the problem, but at least it could solve most of the problems!
This was the logic of darkness. The strong were king, and it was an ancient and deeply rooted tradition!
Whether it was in the light or the dark, Faerun or Greyhawk, Earth or Toriel, this logic was valid in most situations. With such a continuous and effective strategy, Chen Ang had no reason not to use it.
Under the shadow of dusk, Chen Ang smiled as he stood in the darkness, gazing at Deep Water City. Behind him, a few black shadows gradually became blurry under the hazy twilight. Under the hazy twilight, there was suddenly a trace of coldness.
Deepwater City lived up to its name. It had the best deepwater port in the entire Southern Half Bay. In fact, this was where the name of Deepwater City came from. This was the largest cargo port in the south! The merchants here offered generous offerings to Umberlee and Talos, not to pray for their protection, but to avoid the wrath of the gods.
In this prosperous city, money brought evil. In fact, this place was surrounded by good forces. However, the power of evil was even stronger. Many paladins saw this evil city as a thorn in their side, but because of the delicate political situation and the economic status of Deepwater City, they were powerless.
The kindness that protected Order was nothing but a joke when faced with the evil of Order itself. In this aspect, they couldn't even compare to the idiots of Chaos and Kindness.
The dock area was the source of Deep Water City's wealth. Over the past two hundred years, the wealth that flowed here had grown to a level comparable to the thirty Red Dragons. Of course. He definitely wasn't some freak with an ancient Roman name. Instead, he was a standard adult red dragon that liked shiny things and had the same sense of beauty as the dwarves.
So, there was a thief here! The only thing that drove them wasn't faith or faction, but money. One of the strongest existences in the entire world, the Supreme God of the universe, Great God Manny! The entire material plane. More than sixty percent of intelligent creatures were his devout believers. He exercised his supreme divine power through his shiny divine power.
Chen Ang thought that Cyric and Bane's evil faith was too unstylish. Violence and murder were always means to achieve an end, not the end itself. Evil for the sake of evil, murder for the sake of murder, tyranny for the sake of tyranny. It sounded stupid!
Only Great God Manny could be the most loyal faith of the rogues and darkness. He had never let his believers down, in the multiverse and the other worlds.
With just a little bit of Manny's power, Chen Ang successfully obtained the information he wanted. Of course, this was also related to the few bloody corpses in the tavern. Eight deliverable goods were in his hands.
Rogues liked to hide in narrow and complicated terrains. Unfortunately, Chen Ang also liked it. Because the pure steel crossbow he made could only unleash its terrifying destructive power within fifty feet. If the composite material did not reach five thousand pounds, it would be a shame to the technological civilization. Even so, those cautious, rat-like rogues were really troublesome.
They didn't have a fixed stronghold and didn't seem to have much influence. However, without controlling them, it would never be possible to control the underground world. In this way, it would be meaningless to deal with the Thieves' Guild in Deepwater City.
In order not to disturb these little rats who were extremely sensitive to the slightest movement, Chen Ang's actions must be ruthless, fast, accurate, and stable! With a straightforward speed, he would make the Thieves' Guild history.
No rogue could be underestimated. They were cautious and meticulous. In long-term training, their senses were sharp and their intuition was strong. They could hardly be ambushed and attacked. Every rogue was extremely careful, even somewhat neurotic and sick. However, a rogue who lost this characteristic would soon disappear in this cruel world.
It wasn't difficult to kill a rogue. Even a cautious fox couldn't beat a good hunter, but it was extremely difficult to completely annihilate a rogue organization. Moreover, it was an ancient behemoth like the Thieves' Guild. Even a branch was not easy to deal with.
To achieve this, the most important condition was information!
"Population is a valuable asset!" Chen Ang stood on the tallest sentry tower in the slums and pointed at the endless rows of shacks below. This place used to be a lighthouse near the harbor. Ever since the merchants who came and went to the slums and built the forward camp, eradicating the evil creatures that occupied the most advantageous terrain and building Deep Water City, this place had been abandoned. However, it was still the tallest building in the slums.
It was also an important stronghold of the original Yalin gang.
"Wealth and value can't be created out of thin air. We need these …" Chen Ang pointed to the numb slums below and pointed to the craftsman area near the dock area in the distance, "and these!"
"Only by combining tools and population can we create wealth for us!" Chen Ang indicated. In front of him, several backbone members of the Bloody Hand gang were thoughtful. They were all selected by Chen Ang. In Chen Ang's opinion, they weren't so stupid. "So, I need you to create wealth more efficiently and control the population!"
"But what should we do? Make use of the lowly slums here to build workshops? "Lek, the accountant of the Bloody Hand gang, was puzzled," The people here are too stupid! They don't have noble blood, so they can't take on jobs with higher intelligence. They can't learn craftsmanship, and they can't read! "
"I know!" Chen Ang said slowly. He looked at the seemingly human people curled up indifferently on the roadside. These people had been struggling on the edge of survival for generations. Their intelligence and ability had deteriorated to an extremely dangerous level. Compared to the aristocrats with excellent heredity, their intelligence was almost like that of two different species.
"But every dog has its value! You just lack the eyes to find them. To make them create value, you need to let them see hope! "Chen Ang said seriously.
"Hope?" Lek and his classmates chewed on this strange word, feeling that Mr. Bloody Hand in front of them. They felt that the Bloody Hand in front of them looked like the priests of the good gods who were trying to preach in the slums.
"Yes, hope is a good thing! It can make the lazy become diligent, the ignorant become shrewd, and the numb and lifeless become hardworking and passionate. " Chen Ang smiled, but in Lek's eyes, he looked like a demon. "Give them a little bit of cheap hope in exchange for their independence and hard work. Creating wealth and value for us is a fair business, isn't it? "
"What a precious thing hope is! It's very fair to exchange freedom and money for it! "
Lek heard Chen Ang's low voice. Because of the darkness contained in it, he shivered. He no longer dared to doubt the evil and horror of his boss. His boss could come up with such an idea, which was like a devil's contract. Was his boss really not a superior devil incarnated from hell to the human world?
"They need a role model, a role model, a person who can rely on their own efforts and struggle. A kindred person who can change their fate! We need to let them believe that through their own efforts and struggle, they can get rid of this fate, a very certain hope. Not because of luck. Not because of other factors, but because of their own efforts and success! "
Chen Ang asked in a low voice, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"But …" Lek was a little hesitant. Encouraged by Chen Ang, he dared to question, "There is no such person! This kind of person can't exist! "
"Then let's create one!" Chen Ang replied without hesitation.
"Even if it's a deception, it's for their own good! Find out those who are likely to succeed. Give them a little help, so that they can achieve those results that are impossible to achieve. It's not difficult. As long as we loosen the rope that strangles their necks a little and let them breathe a sigh of relief, they can do such a thing! "
"But they won't believe it …"
"No, they will! People in deep despair would crazily believe in an illusory dream. They would force themselves to believe in it, because no matter how bad the hope was, it was still better than nothing. It was not a bad thing to let them believe in it and obtain that little bit of pitiful comfort! Nothing is more terrible than the present, isn't it? "
"But it will soon be revealed! When we harvest our wealth from them, they will find that they have nothing again. They will continue to live like salted fish, and they will hate us even more! "Lek took out the courage of his life and questioned Chen Ang.
"It won't be revealed!" Chen Ang said, "We have to change the way. If we kill the lambs, they will desperately resist, but if we harvest their milk and wool, they will endure it. Be careful with your lambs! "
"Let's change the way! The poor have no identity. They are not the lambs of the lord, nor are they the free people of the city. They have no one to rely on, and no one will accept them. This means that they can only be under our control! It's easy to choose a channel and harvest their wealth, our wool and milk. "
Chen Ang continued to smile, "There are many ways! We can give them loans, and we can open banks for them to deposit money. Of course, these are difficult to operate and not suitable for us. In places where we can directly control, we have the decisive thing, the land! The land here is ours! "
"We buy the land here at a low price, and then hire the cheap people here to build the land. Finally, we will build the houses and sell them at an amazing price, and harvest the wealth of those people! They have no other choice, right? And they won't complain! Because this is business, and business is business! "
Facing the gang's backbone who looked at him dumbfounded and even a little afraid of him, Chen Ang's face was calm.
"This is a long-term plan. Now we have some more convenient ways to harvest our wealth!" Chen Ang led the group back to the tower. Inside was a small greenhouse, which was taken care of by a low-level Druid. There were clumps of inconspicuous herbs growing in the greenhouse.
The most eye-catching part of those plants were the long and thin leaves with lanceolate lobes. They were palm-shaped and had a dark green surface. The young leaves on the back had white hairs, and the adult leaves were hairless. The edges of the adult leaves were curved inwardly.
This was a special product of Earth, a kind of tobacco that the Dutch people loved to see. It was a modified version from another world, and it guaranteed that the taste wouldn't change. It could refresh the mind, raise the spirit, and make people high! At the same time, it reduced the toxicity of the tobacco.
It was not a problem to quit a dozen times a day.
A social organization that did not sell tobacco was not a dynamic social organization! With this special product as a lubricant, Chen Ang's organization began to grow vigorously. Tobacco, which was sold in the name of magic materials, provided the Bloody Hand Gang with a large amount of money, which made people jealous.
If money alone was not enough to cause a violent reaction in the underworld, then a new species and product with huge profits was enough to cause the greed of the entire underworld.
This was a greedy trap!
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