Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 178 Simple Application of Electric Elements

"I think you need a plan."

As soon as these words were spoken, the second floor of the shop fell silent. People looked at each other, and the thugs who had pulled out knives and crossbows also stood there in a daze. They thought that the young man was a spy who had sneaked in, and were ready to take action, but they didn't expect... his words actually sounded like they made sense.

Even though when they thought about it carefully, they found that the young man's rounding was equivalent to saying nothing, but it still made so much sense that people couldn't help but want to continue listening.

There was an inexplicable tingling feeling, as if every word spoken touched their hearts.

"Go on."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a bald head and a scar at the corner of his eye and mouth.

The man's name is Sam. He is the owner of this grocery store. Secretly, he is the initiator of the Purity Society. He converted the second floor of the grocery store into a venue for the Purity Society's activities, and expanded the scale from a few people to dozens of people today.

"Think about it carefully, why are you gathered here?"

"To drive all the subhumans back from this land, of course!"

Sam answered immediately, and the atmosphere in the grocery store became high again. Everyone in the Pure Society came here for this.

After the Asians built Paradise Island, his shop attracted all his original customers and his business became extremely bleak.

“Why are you sending them back?”

"Need I say that? Of course it's because they took away our jobs, our customers, and our money!"

"But it seems to me that everyone has a job now? It's a very unusual job, and you could lose your life at any time."

The shop became quiet again, and Ethan continued, "You attacked a demi-human a few days ago, but the attack did not go smoothly. One of your people died at his hands. The case is still being processed. If you continue, such situations will become more and more frequent, and the demi-humans will become defensive, and even set traps to ambush you. Imagine, if it is a battle with the same number of people, what will the result be?"

Silence is the best answer.

In the flesh-and-blood fights, sub-humans often have stronger fighting genes than humans. Ethan studied the local laws of Ophira and found that there are much more restrictions on sub-humans than ordinary residents. They need to go to designated institutions for psychological assessments regularly. Once they actively injure others, they will be punished more strictly than ordinary residents.

Every action planned by the Pure Society took advantage of sneak attacks and using more people to defeat fewer. Perhaps no one in Ophira understood better than them how terrifying it was when the subhumans went crazy.

"Then imagine again, what if the demihumans were equipped with weapons?"

"What...exactly do you want to say?"

Sam's face turned pale and blue. As the founder of the Purity Society, he certainly knew the consequences of starting a war. "Are we just going to leave them alone? I know, you were sent by Lewis, that subhuman's lackey. These are their excuses!"

"Uncle Sam, I think he has some truth in his words."

"It would be better to listen to what he has to say first."

Different voices emerged in the crowd. The questions Ethan raised were closely related to each of them. Not long ago, someone died in front of their eyes - his chest was pierced by a lion's claws, blood was all over the ground, and he lay on the ground with his eyes open. Later, he was dragged away like garbage.

Maybe next time it will be one of them who dies.

"I am only stating your current situation. You are clearly doing such a dangerous job. Even the law enforcement team of Ophira is no better than you. Yet you are still being stigmatized and accused of being extremists by the newspapers. I also know that you are running around for Congressman Jacob. So, what did Congressman Jacob give you?"

“He gave us respect!”

Sam said, "At least he introduced the bill to Parliament for us, he is on our side!"

"But in my opinion, what you need most right now is not respect. If you want to declare war on the subhumans, you need weapons, weapons that are much better than daggers and handmade crossbows. If Councillor Jacob wants you to continue, these are the rewards you deserve."

"Boss, I think what he said makes sense. If we can get the protective clothing and weapons from the law enforcement team, we don't have to be afraid of those subhumans on Paradise Island!"

"He is a member of Parliament, maybe he can get some weapons."

"Yes, that's right. For a big shot like him, this shouldn't be a difficult task!"

……

The election day is approaching.

But Jacob has been having a hard time recently. The murder case on Paradise Island has caused a sensation. The whole of Ophira is paying attention to this case. The investigation and evidence collection have been completed, and the result is obvious. At this rate, there is a high possibility of acquittal, which is tantamount to a major blow to the votes in his "jurisdiction". His competitors have begun to spread the word that perhaps he cannot fight for better rights for the humans of Ophira.

He originally just wanted to give the people of the Pure Society some sweet benefits, but he didn't expect those bastards to make things so big, causing him to shoot himself in the foot.

Fortunately, Mr. Flor visited Ophira during this critical period.

The steam locomotive stopped opposite the mansion where the Lofik Group was located. He didn't get off until there was no one around and walked towards the opposite side.

He was greeted by a woman with a charming figure and a pair of snake-like eyes.

Every time he saw the other person, Jacob couldn't help but feel moved, and the fragrance emanating from the other person always fascinated him.

"Miss Rattle."

He greeted the other party. This was not the woman's real name. The people of the Empire always had some strange titles, which was seen by the people of the Western Continent as another manifestation of being ridiculous and old-fashioned, but the people of the Empire were proud of it.

What a pity, such a beautiful woman was given a snake-like title!

Jacob could only sigh silently in his heart.

The charming woman smiled at him, led him into the reception room of the mansion, and locked the door after entering.

Jacob calmed himself down. He knew that now was not the time to indulge in beauty. "I have done what you said. The yak man was seriously injured and may not survive for long. The subhumans of Paradise Island reacted strongly to this incident and almost had a riot yesterday."

"You did very well."

Jacob was a little excited by Xiangwei's praise. He couldn't refuse this subtle feeling. Just a short sentence seemed to make his value come true, so much so that he suddenly thought that no matter what Xiangwei asked, he would gladly do it.

However, there was still a trace of doubt in his heart, "Are we really going to start a war?"

The political structure of Ophira has always been about the art of balance. They want to allow conflicts to arise constantly, but not let things get out of hand. In this way, every congressman can gain benefits from it. Jacob is very clear that what he has done is tantamount to overturning the table. At least three or more congressmen, including Lewis, will be dragged into this war.

"It's not us, it's you, Mr. Jacob. This is your only chance. We know that your competitors are coming with great force and are well prepared, and you are gradually losing the support of the residents in your jurisdiction because of the case on Paradise Island. All you can do now is to postpone the sentencing of the case, but I believe you know the final outcome of the trial better than anyone else."

Xiangwei paused and continued, "So you can only drag everyone into it. As far as we know, half of the guests on Paradise Island are humans. Not all districts in Ophira are hostile to sub-humans. But once a war is provoked and escalated, those neutral parties will be forced to make a choice. You can continue to let this war escalate and involve those neutral residents."

And the outcome of this war is obvious.

Although the demihumans possessed unique fighting talents, their numbers were too small, and Ophira was a kingdom ruled by humans.

"When this war escalates into an ethnic conflict, they will be wiped out."

"I...I understand."

Jacob took a deep breath and made a decision.

This was not his original intention. He himself was indifferent to the demi-humans of Paradise Island. All the disputes were just tools for him to gain votes.

However, in order to maintain his status as a member of parliament, he must "make a desperate struggle", even if it means dragging everyone down with him!
If sacrificing these subhumans could ensure the continuation of his power, he would definitely do so.

The first thing Jacob did after leaving the mansion was to visit the base of the Purity Society. He believed that this was exciting news for the Purity Society.

Sam, the grocery store owner, is an extremist who has always wanted to drive the subhumans out of Ophira.

However, this conversation was beyond Jacob's expectations.

There was no revelry, no cheering, and everyone in the Pure Society looked very calm. This calm attitude gave Jacob a vague sense of foreboding.

He didn't want these people to calm down. They should rush into Paradise Island like mad thugs, and even if they died at the hands of the sub-humans, they would still bite off a piece of flesh from them.

They are just a group of crazy hunting dogs that will loyally bite the prey designated by their master.

"So, you want us to start this war."

Sam listened to Jacob's speech patiently. He admitted that it was very inspiring. If it were any other time, they would probably rush into the subhuman territory tonight. However,

Heisenberg was their true friend. After listening to Heisenberg's plan, these empty emotional speeches could hardly impress them.

Jacob asked in return, "Isn't this what you have been hoping for all along?"

He always felt that the people from the Pure Society were a little strange today.

"Of course, we can do this." Sam nodded. "However, we need weapons, protective clothing and firearms for the law enforcement team. I know there are some natural spellcasters among the demihumans, so we also need some anti-magic equipment. I know you can help us get these. In addition, we also need some war funds. Look at them, they have been living in poverty."

Jacob couldn't believe his ears.

These insatiable hounds actually made demands on their master. Compared to the desperate extremists, Sam today was as calm as a mercenary negotiating terms with him.

Under normal circumstances, he would have cursed these people and then walked away.

But now, with Election Day just around the corner and his rivals in control, he desperately needs someone to pick the fight for him.

In Ophira, only the Pure Order were willing to do this.

Sam stared at Jacob. "I just don't want them to die in vain, Mr. Jacob. I don't think this is what you want to see, right? They have done a lot for you. I believe you are a sentimental person."

"……certainly."

Jacob squeezed out these words from between his teeth, "I will prepare weapons and funds for you."

He must be a person who values ​​feelings and puts the interests of mankind first.

This has always been his "personality" and the reason why people in the jurisdiction support him. Once he loses this personality, he will be easily eliminated by his competitors, and a new person who puts human interests first will replace him in the first place.

The conversation ended on a sour note.

Jacob could obtain weapons and funds through his authority as a congressman, but this would only get him deeper and deeper into trouble. Once it was discovered that he had actually funded the Purity Society thugs, he would immediately be pushed to the forefront of public opinion.

The Pure Society is not only an enemy of the demihumans, but also a thug in the eyes of neutral residents.

“I hope you can act quickly.”

These were Jacob's last words.

Before daybreak, funds and weapons were delivered to the grocery store. There were four boxes in total filled with the standard equipment of the law enforcement team, as well as several anti-magic equipment. This was the crystallization of steam technology. It looked only the size of a pistol, but the bullets it fired could turn an area into a magic-free zone.

The members of the Pure Society became excited again. They couldn't wait to try on the protective clothing and kept fiddling with the guns and suppression sticks in their hands.

These suppression sticks are much more useful than daggers. They can release shock waves, and even the strongest demi-humans will immediately lose their ability to move if hit by them.

They had never used such good equipment. The daggers they usually used were second-hand goods discarded from the market, and the crossbows were also handmade by Sam and were not easy to use.

In addition to these weapons, Jacob also sent a lot of money.

For them who have been used to living in poverty, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money. This huge sum of money will allow them to live a fairly comfortable life for a long time in the future.

They couldn't wait to share the good news with the respected Mr. Heisenberg - he had fulfilled all his promises!

"Congratulations, you have received the reward that belongs to you for the first time."

Ethan said.

Sam took the initiative to give his seat to Ethan and stood among the crowd. Logically, they should immediately start formulating a plan to attack Paradise Island, but now, he urgently wanted to know Mr. Heisenberg's opinion.

Although this sounds a bit superstitious, Heisenberg's sudden appearance to all of them was just like the Lord of the Tide suddenly appearing before the people of the Western Continent several epochs ago.

Sam volunteered, "Mr. Heisenberg, we need a plan."

"You have the weapons and the money, but you are still not sure you will win this war."

The members of the Purity Society nodded.

After all, they are just an underground organization with limited members. If they engage in a head-on war with the sub-humans of Paradise Island, there will definitely be heavy casualties even with the equipment of the law enforcement team.

Ethan said, "So you should expand the organization next."

"But... not everyone is willing to go to war with Paradise Island."

Sam looked embarrassed. Even in this jurisdiction that was most resistant to demi-humans, most people preferred to realize their demands through policies. They either didn't want to get their hands stained with blood, or were afraid of confronting the demi-humans with their knives.

"I've said that war is never an end but a means. If you can get wealth without starting a war, why not do it?"

The people of the Purity Society looked at each other in bewilderment. Sam said sincerely, "Please explain clearly."

“How much free bread can you buy with this money? Distribute this bread to attract the poor people in the area, and then you will have more and more votes in your hands.”

Before coming to the Pure Society, Ethan asked Yuge for some information about the jurisdiction.

The famous slum of Ophira is called "Old City" by the locals. Those who live here are all the lowest class of people. Due to poverty and hunger, the crime rate and unemployment rate are extremely high. The method adopted by Congressman Jacob is to divert the contradictions and make these poor people believe that their miserable situation is caused by the sub-people of Paradise Island. Those outsiders have occupied their living space and robbed them of the money that should belong to them.

But in reality, no one wanted to take care of the mess in the old city. They just let these people rot here and let them destroy themselves.

"Sam, votes are money, and they are more valuable than war. The more votes you have, the more money the congressmen are willing to pay you."

Ethan said, "Besides, they also need someone to manage the district for them and avoid causing trouble during their tenure as legislator. If Mr. Jacob is no longer willing to pay, I believe his opponents will be happy to buy votes from you."

"I understand!"

Sam suddenly understood.

This money can be used to win over the people, and the weapons can be used to maintain stability in the area...

And these will bring them more money.

So why must we go to war against the subhumans?

……

When Ethan went out with the anti-magic equipment, Winter, who witnessed the whole process, was still in shock.

She seemed to have witnessed another side of Ethan.

The process of his dealings with the Purity Society was exactly the same as Kane's!
Kane was right, this guy was actually the brother of the evil gods. He just said a few words to the people of the Pure Society and tricked a full set of anti-magic equipment from Jacob for research.

"you……"

Winter looked at Ethan carefully, "When did you become a politician?"

"Politicians? What makes you think that?"

Ethan said in confusion, "Teacher, this is all magic."

He has always believed that in this world with extraordinary ways, magic itself is also a science and the two are inseparable.

That's why he wanted to get anti-magic equipment. People in the Western Continent tried to separate magic and technology, but Ethan had another idea.

Perhaps these strange yet powerful steam technologies are also a kind of magic themselves.

"magic?"

"Yes, magic, simple use of electrical elements."

(End of this chapter)