Beng Tie: What does it mean to broaden one's four destinies in one sentence?

This time, only one line of lyrics played, not loud, but very clear.

"Are you serious about taking half a step back? Such a small movement, yet it causes so much damage!"

Lin Si paused for a moment.

His lips twitched.

What's wrong with this game? Where did all these background music tracks come from? Who installed them? Aha, are you watching?

He took a deep breath, suppressing these chaotic thoughts, and coughed lightly.

"The king will bring a bucket."

"exist!"

The king lifted the lid of the bucket with a muffled sound.

"Please wait here for a moment. I'll go and speak with Mr. Schwarz."

The lid of the first trash can bobbed up and down, as if nodding in agreement. Then it turned around and waved its metal arm at the army of trash cans behind it.

"stand at attention!"

More than a hundred trash cans stood up straight in a row.

"Take a break!"

More than a hundred trash cans simultaneously stretched out a metal leg half a step forward.

"Rest where you are!"

More than a hundred trash cans stood with their arms crossed and lids slightly tilted back, once again striking that "unrivaled" pose.

Lin Si: "......."

He decided not to watch it anymore.

He walked toward Schwarzlo alone.

"Swarovski".

He stopped a few steps away from Schwarz and looked up at the tall robot.

"Where are those automatons you mentioned borrowing from the company? Could you take me to see them?"

Schwarzkopf's electronic eyes flashed.

His logic module recovered from the infinite loop of "Why is the trash can walking?" and resumed normal operation.

"Commander Bronya."

His voice remained steady, without any inflection.

"You want to see those mechs?"

"Correct."

Lin Si nodded.

Schwarzlo was silent for a second.

"Come with me."

He turned around, took two steps, then stopped and looked down at Clara.

Clara, you stay here.

Clara nodded obediently.

“Yes, Mr. Schwarz.”

Chapter 64 The fate of this city rests on the shoulders of every single one of us.

Lin Si and Schwarz walked side by side in front, with Oleg following behind, and the three of them headed towards Rivet Town.

Throughout the journey, Schwarzkopf's electronic eyes kept flashing.

It wasn't the normal, regular flickering; instead, it flickered at varying speeds and brightness, as if it were performing some extremely complex calculation.

Lin Si knew what he was calculating.

motivation.

Why would a Silvermane Iron Guard commander activate the company's automated mechs? What is his purpose? How significant is the threat? Should we take preventative measures?

The robot's brain only ever works on these things.

Lin Si ignored him and turned to look at Oleg.

"Oleg, how many men have you gathered?"

Oleg grinned.

“A lot. Because this is the first time that Di Huo has mobilized such a large number of people on its own initiative, many people from the lower districts have responded. There are at least four or five hundred people in total, including those who can fight, those who can work, and those who can run errands.”

"enough."

Lin Si nodded, her gaze falling on the outline of Rivet Town ahead.

The buildings in Rivet Town were packed tightly together, and the figures of the Rift Monsters could be seen appearing and disappearing in the alleys. Some were squatting on the rooftops, and some were lying at the base of the walls. There were quite a few of them.

He stared at it thoughtfully for a while.

“Today… no, tomorrow I will arrange for the Silvermane Iron Guards to come down and help you clear out the Rift monsters in the residential area. First, let those wanderers have a place to live, and then you can arrange some manpower to clean up the Rift creations in the mining area.”

Oleg nodded.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

Lin Si noticed his hesitation.

Although Lin Si was unaware that Cocolia was making Bronya succeed to the throne tomorrow, he planned to talk to Cocolia about the Lower District after returning from the General's office tonight.

He was absolutely certain that he could get a 'Great Guardian who has rekindled hope' to agree.

"Just say what you have to say, Oleg."

Lin Si's tone was very calm.

“From today onwards, there will no longer be a distinction between upper and lower sections in Belleburg.”

Oleg took a deep breath, as if organizing his thoughts.

“Bronya, although you say there's no longer a distinction between the upper and lower districts, the residents of the lower district still generally harbor hostility towards the upper district. Some people see it as ‘charity,’ while others see it as ‘surveillance.’ You know, over the years…”

He didn't finish speaking, but Lin Si understood.

Over the years, the lower districts have been locked down for far too long. So long that some people have forgotten they are also from Belloberg, only remembering that "the upper districts abandoned us."

Lin Si smiled.

"Regarding this issue... Tomorrow, you will lead everyone from the lower district—not necessarily everyone—to the upper district to see what it looks like now. That will suffice."

Oleg scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

Lin Si didn't tell him that the upper district was already launching a "counterattack" against the snowstorm.

Just as he said before, everyone at Belloberg shares the ideal of "breaking through the cold wave." No matter how deeply hidden they are, once they see even a glimmer of hope, they will all work together in that direction.

The snow and wind in the snowfields of Yongdong Territory have been mostly cleared.

He said, "Let them see for themselves."

Once you see it, you'll naturally believe it.

Even if there is still hostility towards the upper class, this hostility will gradually fade away as they fight side by side towards a common ideal in a more fair and just environment.

As long as they see even the slightest hope that "the future will be better," they will put aside their dissatisfaction with "their own people" and work together in that direction.

Ultimately, the upper and lower floors of Belleburg are all part of the same family.

And because the fate of this city rests on the shoulders of every single person.

Furthermore, because...

The rise and fall, everyone is responsible.

Schwarzkopf's electronic eyes flashed, and he finally spoke.

"Commander Bronya."

His voice remained steady, but he spoke a little slower than usual.

“Last night, I felt the creation engine start up.”

Lin Si raised an eyebrow, smiled, and did not answer him directly.

"Swarovski, tomorrow, you should also take your men to the Upper District."

Schwarzlo remained silent for a moment.

His electronic eyes flashed a few times, as if he were making some kind of decision.

"can."

He finally nodded.