While in America, the system says Roosevelt was an emperor.

Chapter 92, plus this.

Tom knew that the cunning old fox Carnegie would definitely try to sabotage him.

But Carnegie is not wrong either. From a profit perspective, the other party should not have been given "preferred purchasing rights" because the value he demonstrated was not enough.

Tom doesn't hate people who contradict him; he hates contradictions that aren't based on self-interest.

When everyone sits down to discuss interests without emotional impulses, Tom remains unmoved no matter how harsh the rebuttals are.

Tom gave Katz a wink, and Katz understood, obediently taking off his hood.

Tom said, "Katz, give everyone a proper self-introduction."

Katz understood that Tom needed to give a certain kind of "self-introduction," so he said, "Gentlemen, I am the new leader of the Van Deer Group after Van Deer's death."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone except Carnegie looked confused.

One shareholder and manager asked, "Mr. Tom, the Van Dill group is the culprit, what good is it?"

"Shouldn't people like him all be dead?"

Before Tom could speak, Carnegie declared, "The Van Dill group is impossible to kill or eliminate completely."

"Like tumbleweeds on the plains, they will never disappear."

"Rather than letting them develop freely and become a ticking time bomb."

Instead of worrying about when it will explode, we should bring it under our control and use it as a means of management.

"Mr. Tom, I wonder if my guess about you is correct?"

Tom nodded, then smiled and said, "You're mostly right."

"Our America is a beacon of freedom, democracy, inclusiveness, and openness."

"We need to guide engineers, not suppress and humiliate them."

"We need to make engineers understand that if they have grievances, they should actively vote to achieve their political demands."

"Instead of disrupting normal production in America and incurring the wrath of both gods and men."

"Under America's excellent voting system, not just engineers, everyone should realize:"

"Wouldn't a good life be guaranteed simply by electing a satisfactory councilor, mayor, or president?"

Tom's words made everyone present burst into laughter.

Indeed, in America, as long as you cast your glorious and sacred vote, can't you solve all your real-world troubles?

After everyone finished laughing, Tom pointed to the factory area outside the window that had resumed operations and said, "This one,"

Then he patted Katz on the arm and said, "Add this."

"Could we exchange this for priority purchasing rights?"

Carnegie laughed heartily and said, "Of course!"

"Mr. Councilman Tom Smith."

"As long as I'm still the general manager of the Detroit branch."

"You always have the highest priority purchasing rights from the Detroit branch!"

"Hurry up and get someone to prepare a new contract for Mr. Tom."

During the preparation of the new contract, Tom lost interest in waiting and left with most of his men, leaving only Luca and Carnegie to sign the contract.

As for whether the contract would be rigged, Tom actually hoped the other party would.

Tom wasn't without plans to take direct control after the initial confrontation, but the time and manpower costs were simply too high.

Tom has something more important and urgent to do now—

A major smuggling operation.

As night fell, Tom, sitting on the train back to New York and reading the newspaper, began to look forward to today's system settlement, a feeling he hadn't had in a long time.

The front page headline was about the magnificent and grand farewell performance in front of the American Steel plant in Detroit.

Tene's life story was exaggerated, portrayed as a divine messenger who ultimately sacrificed himself out of guilt.

The newspaper used a strategy of first praising and then criticizing, with the latter half of the article entirely dedicated to attacking the Eastern European empire.

Tenne was merely a target, used to hang arrows aimed at the Eastern European empire.

Dead people can't talk, so they're much more useful than living people.

Tom thought for a moment and figured that, given the similarities between the cities in the Great Lakes industrial region, this report would surely make it into the evening papers of each city.

In addition, it will also appear in The Washington Post and The New York Times.

Considering Detroit's security situation, Tom did not invite Carl and Anna this time.

However, the necessary news still requires their assistance.

Tom was pleased that the two were now working at different newspapers.

The purpose of the newspaper advertisement was not for the people who were actually rioting or protesting, but for those who empathized with the riots.

They are the main buyers of newspapers, so let them know what the "essence" of the riots and demonstrations is.

It's not what they perceive as "justice," "fairness," or "the pursuit of the ultimate dream."

Instead, it was "sabotage," "espionage," and "damage to national interests" in Tom's eyes.

Tom believed that what was right was correct, and he wanted to use the newspaper to "correct" their "wrong" views.

Tom was curious about what kind of reward the system would give for such a widely reported event.

At 10 p.m., Tom opted to settle the bill early.

The events of December 3, 1942, have been compiled. The following is the diary entry:

I've arrived on the supreme planet Voss, where a large-scale strike by members of the Mechanicus has occurred.

The reason given was to maintain the vitality of the internal energy source and prevent excessive workload.

[This problem isn't limited to Voss Supreme; several nearby forging planets also have similar issues.]

This is no ordinary engineer from the Cult of Machines; we must take decisive action!

[And I accepted a request from a high-ranking member of the Nest City and became "Heavy Punch"]

However, I feel great compassion and do not want to harm too many Mechanicus engineers using primitive methods.

After all, the empire's future production will still depend on them.

I devised a plan and successfully implemented it.

[The impact is excellent; we've also heard about it on several nearby forging planets.]

[Event Impact: Tzeentch's attention -5000, Khorne's attention +2]

[Current attention level of Tzeentch: 324]

[Current attention level for Khorne: 30]

"5000 o'clock?"

Tom looked at the impact of the event and suddenly felt a sense of confusion and a deep-seated fear.

Tom was well aware of the power of Tzeentch's gaze.

It will passively help Tom influence a part of reality at crucial moments.

With 5000 points of Tzeentch's attention, the thing he created had a greater impact than he had imagined.

It's even possible that there's something threatening their lives that's keeping an eye on them.

But Tom didn't worry too much; what's done is done, and there's no use worrying now.

Tom promised Denise he had to be back at the apartment by midnight tonight.

Otherwise, little Tom will suffer terribly in a few days.

What Tom didn't know was that Denise was lying to him.

Even if she returned to the apartment on time, Denise would still make little Tom suffer terribly.

Tom waited anxiously for the train to arrive at the station, completely unaware that a heated argument had taken place inside the FBI just hours earlier because of him.

The meeting was to determine Tom's "position".

Political position.

It could determine not only Tom's political career, but also his biological career.

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