Life Game In Other World
Chapter 1166: Sunset (Two more - s for monthly pass)

Chapter 1166: Chapter 1166: Sunset (Two more Chapters for monthly pass)

Dawn City · Glorious Palace

"Is the council session over?"

Christos lifted his head to look at the man with silver ponytail standing before him.

"Yeah,"

The man with silver ponytail pursed his lips, throwing a thick draft of the bill on the ground, "It didn’t pass."

Christos showed an unsurprised expression, shrugged, picked up the bill from the desk and smiled, "From your looks, what new objections did they come up with this time?"

"Do you know what one legislator said?"

The man with silver ponytail rubbed his temples, looking incredulous, "He said dismantling the conglomerates to counter their monopoly could lead to major layoffs, increased unemployment, and higher crime rates."

"Isn’t that a very cliché reason?"

Christos wondered aloud.

"Exactly, I countered by saying the conglomerates are already firing people, and under their squeeze and manipulation, the unemployment and crime rates are higher every year,"

"Breaking up the conglomerates for fair competition, and after reclaiming some crucial facilities for the City Government, it will actually create more job opportunities for people, and the City Government also has the capability to substitute labor for relief and provide employment,"

said the man with silver ponytail with a mixed expression of laughter and tears.

"That guy actually said the rise in crime rates is because there are too many prostitutes; he suggested the City Government should fund them to undergo full body prosthesis transformation, so they can’t have children,thus no sinful blood, naturally, the crime rate will reduce,"

"He suggested that we add this to the bill, and if we do so he would vote in favor,"

While talking, he took a deep breath, "Does he not know that nearly 80% of the prostitutes in Dawn City have already undergone mechanized body transformation? And they are using the cheapest quality, they’ve sold all the organs they could sell, including their uteruses."

He looked at Christos, his face slightly flushed, "Do you know? That guy graduated from Dawn University, these damned recommenders, can they not push all the trash into universities?"

"I get it,"

Christos laughed,

"You are talking about Representative Raymond,his father is a director at Monstan Intelligent Machinery,

"Over ninety percent of the low-cost female mechanized bodies in Dawn City are sold by Monstan Intelligent Machinery, they’ve had several scandals recently involving substandard and refurbished goods, though they managed to suppress them, it still impacted their sales a bit."

"Damn, no wonder there,"

the man with silver ponytail sat opposite Christos, "Looks like I’ve been a professor in the university for too long, not used to the shamelessness of these bastards."

"No worries, you’ll get used to it."

Christos lowered his head, looking at the draft bill before him.

"It’s been more than half a year, we’ve revised it so many times, yet the support for the bill has been diminishing."

The man with silver ponytail also lowered his head, murmured softly.

"Let’s try again, if it still doesn’t work, I’ll enforce this bill using a mayoral executive order,"

said Christos in a low voice.

"Mayoral executive orders can be rescinded at any time by the mayor,"

the man with silver ponytail sighed softly, "Your successor can annul all the bills with just one signature, and your term is not very long either."

"As long as we can successfully get reelected, there won’t be a problem."

Christos took a deep breath, "For now, it seems we still have a hopeful approval rating."

The man with silver ponytail was silent for a moment, said in a low voice, "Half a year again."

"Yes,"

Christos looked up towards the gradually setting sun outside the window, "Another half a year."

"Do you think that old friend might give us a hand?"

The man with silver ponytail asked quietly.

"Maybe he will, maybe not, but we cannot always hope for His intervention,"

Christos spoke hoarsely, "You know his style after so many times, He helps those who help themselves, there won’t always be a hero sent from Heaven to aid us, ultimately everything depends on us."

——

Minte City · Southern District

The red-haired man and the Elderly walked along a road covered with snow, wrapped in a rather quiet atmosphere.

After a while, Borek seemed a bit bored, spoke to break the silence, curiously asking, "Old Geezer, I just mocked you pretty heavily, you seemed unfazed?"

"Young man, what of it?"

Weiken scoffed, "In my youth, serving the conglomerate as a dog, I’ve endured far more humiliation than your little taunts.

"I served as a secretary for a chief executive of the conglomerate back then; he played games with his mistress and made me watch, throwing bread stepped on by his mistress for me to eat, and even forced me to crawl and eat like a dog the bread they threw."

"Some might feel that was a reward?"

Borek thought briefly, then suddenly said.

Weiken: ?

"What happened to that chief executive of the conglomerate later?"

Borek glanced over, asking slowly.

"Dead,"

Weiken said coldly, "He went on vacation, happened to encounter a Wilderness Wanderer raid, his entire party, including his mistress, his wife, kids, and his illegitimate child, all died."

"Seems like you were in charge of the Note Intelligence security forces at that time."

Borek hinted darkly.

"I wasn’t in charge,"

Weiken sneered coldly, "The head of security also died later, committed suicide out of fear of prosecution for failing to protect the CEO effectively."

"Old Geezer, you’re quite ruthless."

Borek said hoarsely.

"I’ve said it before, I’ve seen too many ups and downs in life, met too many people, and been through too much,"

Weiken sneered coldly, "your little mockery and threats don’t even create a ripple."

"What about Suote?"

Borek suddenly asked.

"Suote?"

Weiken was taken aback for a moment, his pace slowing down, then after a brief pause, his voice lowered,

"You haven’t seen enough people, perhaps you can’t sense his terror, but I see no reflection of life and death in his eyes,

"Believe me, the number of people he’s killed is probably more than you’ve ever seen.

"When you talk with normal people, at least they have desires, even if they don’t follow the law, but they all have likes, some love money, some love beauty, some value family, but I see none of that in Suote’s eyes.

"As long as a person has preferences, they have weaknesses, they can be corrupted.

"But Suote’s eyes are empty, in all these years, it’s the first time I’ve encountered such a person.

"He is like an evil spirit returned from hell, having only one goal, charging blindly towards it, the morality, humanity, and order you see on him are just a human skin restraining him."

He paused slightly, with a hint of fear, "And beneath this human skin, is an outright monster."

"You are very afraid of him."

Borek laughed softly.

"If you stand opposite him and have even a brief conflict with him, you would understand my feeling,"

Weiken glanced at Borek, sneered, "Young man, don’t be fooled by his human skin, as I said, he is a devil, a devil in human skin."

"It seems he completely terrified you, and just a moment ago you said you had seen all kinds of storms."

Borek shrugged, speaking indifferently.

Weiken looked back at him, "It’s normal for a young man to be a bit arrogant, but believe me, you wouldn’t want to meet him,"

He turned his head and glanced around, "We’ll bypass the Federal Bureau of Investigation nearby later, I know a shortcut that can directly get us across, I often wandered around here when I was a street child."

"I know, Old Geezer, I’m not that dumb, I don’t want to run into Suote at all, I’ll walk around him."

Borek smiled, "I just want to make money, after this job, I’m emigrating to Dawn City."

"Dawn City isn’t so peaceful right now,"

Weiken glanced at Borek, "That Mayor Christos is a troublemaker."

"Better troubled than Minte City being besieged by the Mercenary Corps,"

Borek shrugged, "I don’t want to live another day with my life hanging by a thread."

"Let’s pray we don’t run into that devil."

Weiken turned back, his voice hoarse as he moved forward quickly.

"Tsk, you scare easily, old man,"

Borek scoffed, then he lit a cigarette, and put it in his mouth, "But you’re right about one thing, that bastard really is a devil."

——

Federal Bureau of Investigation Building

"Achoo—"

Walking down the corridor, He Ao sneezed.

"Mr. Suote, what’s the matter?"

Hel turned his head with a tablet in hand, looking puzzledly at He Ao, "Is your injury from yesterday still not healed?"

"Maybe,"

He Ao shrugged, "Or maybe someone is badmouthing me,"

He touched his ear, listening to the continuous conversation coming through the wireless earpiece, "And they’re still talking."

"Huh?"

Hel was a bit confused.

"Never mind,"

He Ao shook his head, looking at Hel, "Did you have something for me just now?"

"Yes, this,"

Hel immediately handed over the tablet he was holding, "Aside from Weiken and Borek disappearing, while I was checking the warehouse, I also noticed that some implant devices from the first level were missing."

He Ao took the tablet, flipped through the photos on it, then nodded lightly, asking casually, "Who knows that these items are missing?"

"Only me,"

Hel spoke slowly, "Borek had previously managed the first-level warehouse, so he knew exactly what was in there. Hence, after he disappeared, I suspected something might be missing from the warehouse, so I checked."

"Borek used to be mixed up in warehouse management?"

He Ao lifted his head to Hel.

"His personality isn’t great, he didn’t have many friends and was often ostracized by people in the bureau,"

Hel spoke slowly, "The few friends he had also died from various ’accidents’. Because he always showed ’compliance’ to Director Queke without doing anything extreme, he has survived until now."

Then he looked at He Ao, speaking softly, "Mr. Suote, I believe Borek would definitely not betray us. Although we haven’t been truly close for long, he doesn’t seem like that kind of person, he must have his own difficulties."

"Hmm,"

He Ao placed the tablet down, "Don’t mention the warehouse theft to anyone. Issue a warrant for Weiken first, but keep Borek’s disappearance under wraps."

"Mr. Suote."

Hel looked slightly astonished, raising his head to He Ao.

If the news of Weiken’s disappearance and Federal Bureau of Investigation agent Borek’s disappearance were put together, it could lead some to make unwarranted speculations.

"Until everything comes to light, trust your comrades, that’s right."

He Ao patted his shoulder.

Hel nodded gravely.

He Ao then asked, "Where do you think Weiken would go first after he ran out?"