I'm building Gundams in America

Chapter 491 Hollywood Private Party (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Loyalty: Highly Respectful

Seeing the loyalty stat flash above Arturo's head, Wayne nodded slightly.

Currently, his "Enter Dream" skill is only at the most basic level, allowing him to appear in other people's dreams but making it difficult to interact with them, let alone change their dreams.

It's similar to entering Inception and playing the role of a paralyzed person.

However, given the strong religious atmosphere in America, and with a target in a coma, the basic skill [Enter Dream] can be used like a master's skill.

The brainwashing of Arturo is very effective right now.

With the reversal of the [Purifying Light], Arturo has genuinely repented and has become extremely devoted to Wayne, the saint.

However, to Wayne's surprise, the [SM] skill was also upgraded.

It really is a country with an average population of M per capita.

Everyone desires the guidance and control of the Other.

In fact, this aligns with human laziness.

Once you completely surrender yourself to the Other and accept their control, you no longer need to worry about anything else.

Just follow the instructions of the Other.

In some ways, it was actually incredibly relaxing.

Wayne then said calmly, "Arturo, my child, your soul has been punished. I hope you will remember everything you have experienced today until the final judgment."

Arturo nodded hastily, his voice trembling, "Yes, saint, I will serve you with the utmost humility—"

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he quickly said to Wayne, "Sir, many members of the Mexican Mafia Committee are ill. If you permit, I would like to bring some of them along—"

The Mexican Mafia Council has several hundred members, all of whom have either been imprisoned or are currently imprisoned.

Most of them have spent more than ten years in prison, and many have been imprisoned for hundreds of years.

His long prison sentence included various fights, confinement, malnutrition, and so on.

The harsh living conditions have caused these long-term serious offenders to suffer from a variety of hidden illnesses.

Almost everyone is plagued by illness.

At this point, Arturo had already decided to help Wayne gradually take control of the Mexican Mafia, and this was the best breakthrough point.

Wayne nodded and said, "Of course, Arturo, bring your friends. Sinners should all be judged."

Arturo shuddered as he thought of the almost unbearable pain he had just endured, while simultaneously showing an expression of excitement.

This flavor, of course, cannot be enjoyed by him alone.

Moreover, his mind is now resolute; he brought those Mexican Mafia committee members here for their own good.

That's all so that they might fall into goodness, so that they might enter heaven after the final judgment!

By this time, Arturo had gradually calmed down from his earlier frenzy and continued his analysis to Wayne: "Sir, Bernie convened an online meeting of the Mexican Mafia Committee to push the issue and issue an arrest warrant for you. This is because he is a highly respected elder and one of the 'Ten in Prison'."

"The entire Mexican Mafia Council operates largely from prison, and the ten most influential members are known as..."

The fact that these ten members were "ten in prison" means they alone could influence the opinions of the other 70% of the committee members.

"Once Bernie discovers that his arrest warrant for you hasn't been issued, he'll definitely retaliate fiercely. And it's rumored that he has connections within the deep government, and he worked for them while in prison—"

Please be very careful!

Arturo's expression was solemn.

"But please rest assured, I will go back now and use my connections to persuade some committee members to come over so that they too can receive your punishment and blessing, and understand just how holy you truly are."

Wayne remained calm and nodded slightly, saying, "Of course, Arturo, my child, go."

Arturo felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and immediately knelt down again, devoutly kissing the ground at Wayne's feet, before turning and leaving Wayne's tent.

As he stepped out of the tent, he was once again in a daze.

It was broad daylight outside; only a few minutes had passed since he went inside.

The agonizing scenes of that hellish place were still vivid in my mind, and it felt as if I had spent several days in that dreamlike state.

All of this gave him a deeper understanding and awe of the saints' miraculous power.

As the saying goes, people can scare each other to death, and Arturo is now completely trapped in a state of scaring himself, and his awe of Wayne is growing ever deeper.

The Mexican mafia members outside the tent were equally shocked upon seeing Arturo's appearance.

This high-ranking figure within the Mexican Mafia was now covered in tears, his eyes red and swollen, clearly having just wept bitterly.

What did that Saint Wayne do to make such a respected underworld boss weep so bitterly?

"Boss, what the hell did that bastard do?"

"Do you need us—"

Two bodyguards rushed over to help Arturo up, and said angrily.

They were met with two hard slaps:

Snapped!Snapped!

Arturo, his face solemn, rebuked, "Disrespect for saints is forbidden!"

The two henchmen immediately covered their faces and shrank back, not daring to say anything more.

Arturo glanced deeply at Wayne's tent, made a prayer gesture, then turned and hurriedly left with a few of his close men.

He had already promised the saints that he must get things done as soon as possible.

By the time Arturo left, it was already evening.

Today's treatment has come to an end.

After witnessing Arturo's disheveled state and deference, the Mexican Mafia gang members who stayed behind seeking refuge became much more obedient.

People who were laughing, joking, and chatting noisily have now all become quiet and whispering, not daring to make a sound.

After all, even Mr. Arturo was brought to tears by the saints, so what are you, a mere nobody? And you dare to make a fuss here?

Just then, Wayne's phone rang suddenly inside the tent.

It was producer Victor calling.

Wayne immediately pressed the answer button.

Then Victor's respectful but trembling voice came from the phone: "Sir, it's like this, tonight at the hilltop estate in Beverly Hills, that superstar Mr. Digg is hosting an industry party and wants to invite our crew to attend, especially—especially you and Miss Amy."

Ever since losing QJQ and joining the Human Rejuvenation Project, and witnessing Wayne's terrifying power at Aaron's villa, Victor has never dared to meet Wayne again.

Of course, he didn't dare leave Los Angeles, but entrusted everything about the crew to Wayne.

In the past few days, he has also consulted some doctors, wanting to try to become a "Greater Mekong" person and research how to restore sexual function through technology.

Q.

But he discovered in vain that only the human pill project that Wayne mentioned could save him.

As the producer, he was also responsible for handling some of the production team's external social and promotional activities.

Just now, action star Digg called him and said he was hosting an industry party at his villa tonight.

Victor then mustered up the courage to call Wayne.

"According to Digg, there will be many production company representatives, theater executives, Screen Actors Guild leaders, film association and rating agencies in attendance tonight, and supposedly quite a few superstars as well—"

"I originally wanted to reject him outright, but since this was a way to promote the movie beforehand, I didn't dare to do it on my own."

Acting on one's own initiative —

"Of course, sir, as you know, this Digg is somewhat similar to Puff Daddy; he likes to throw these kinds of private parties—"

"After Puff Daddy got arrested, everyone called him Puff Daddy — this kind of private party might — might not be formal enough —"

"I'm being very careful," Viktor said cautiously.

He was afraid that his words might upset the other party and cause them to be kicked out of the human supplement project.

Unexpectedly, Wayne calmly replied, "I will go."

This is a good opportunity to study the extent of depravity within the upper class.