Sir! Don't close the net!

Carly paused, tossed the cardboard into the cabin, and turned to Nemo. "This is what homeless people do. Do you think they'd let someone living in a luxurious place speak for them? Will anyone listen to the cries of someone living in a luxurious place?"

Nemo paused, stared at Carly for a moment, then crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow with interest.

"You really care, don't you want me to abandon you?"

“Ha—” Carly grinned, letting out a weak, cold laugh. “You really are lucky.”

Since discovering the truth about the wasteland, she has transcended petty interests. She genuinely feels that Nemo, who is kept in the dark and able to enjoy the current illusion, is very lucky. She has even considered telling Nemo the truth in a slightly cynical way, but Nemo, born in the millennium, would never believe her and would only think she is talking nonsense.

“Many people say that,” Nemo smiled, oblivious to the sarcasm in Carly’s tone. “I’m satisfied that you’ve done the work I assigned you well, but you must speed things up and ideally get the Jurassic Circle under control within a week or two.”

Carly paused, narrowing her eyes. "Are you serious?"

She wished she could drag Millennium into this chaos today, but she also knew that everything takes time. It would take time for this chaotic thinking to penetrate deep into the wasteland. If she was too hasty, it would only be uprooted. The speeches over the past few days had been turbulent enough. If it weren't for Nemo and Wilson Parr stepping in, there would have been a bunch of homeless people on the streets on the first day who looked no different from dead dogs.

"of course."

"I heard that gangs run the Jurassic Circle."

“That’s true. Gangs are deeply entrenched in the Jurassic Circle. Even the Cult of Steam and Steel doesn’t want to clash with them,” Nemo said, spreading his hands to his sides.

"I heard they control the arms trade."

“That’s right. Although the Wasteland Gods’ Chosen and the legacy of the ancient gods are like rare animals, it doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Magical power is always so attractive. So at first, neither the Wasteland’s royal family nor the Cult of Steam and Steel paid any attention to the arms trade in the Wasteland. The result was that the arms trade in the Wasteland was almost monopolized by the gangs in the Jurassic Circle,” Nemo clicked his tongue and then laughed gleefully. “As a result, the Jurassic Circle is so deep that even the Cult of Steam and Steel can’t reach the bottom.”

Carly's eyes suddenly became incredibly deep.

Nemo laughed heartily because he knew nothing.

The water was so deep that even the Church of Steam and Steel could not reach the bottom with its own hands.

How deep can a water tank be? No matter how much water there is, it will only overflow.

“Really? That’s great,” Carly straightened up. “Then the royal family and nobles of the wasteland should be able to get their hands in, right? If so, I’ll start working on it right away and try to get the Triassic people into the Jurassic Circle within a week or two.”

To prevent Nemo from realizing the sarcasm in her words, Carly finished speaking in one breath.

Nemo leaned back slightly, his expression stiff, and after a long silence, he finally spoke, "Are you sure... it's okay?"

"This is the only thing I can do."

Chapter Fifty-Two: The Society That Was Already Abnormal

Meeting order

They were probably seen as easy prey, and before sunset, Li Yili and her companions were very lucky to find a "simple" hotel in the gang-ridden Jurassic Circle that was willing to take them in.

"Hello, just one room."

"If possible, please remove the bed and leave the bedding. We can only cover the cleaning fee for the bedding."

With an incredibly calm expression, Annie delivered her lines with the ferocity of a wolf. Under the incredulous gaze of the kind-looking hotel owner, she pushed her wheelchair, took the key, turned into the corridor, and counted the numbers on the top of each room door.

Rebecca sniffed the air around her, her gaze settling on the honest-looking boss's face. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips trembled as she grinned. But before Rebecca could make a move, Li Yili raised her hand and slapped Rebecca on the back of the head.

What are you still standing there for?

Rebecca rubbed the back of her head, glanced at Li Yili, said "Oh," and then pulled Aditi into the corridor. She ran to Annie, who was struggling to open the door with her arm outstretched and the key in her hand. She took the key and opened the door.

After Rebecca pushed Annie into the room, Li Yili turned her gaze away and smiled at the simple-looking innkeeper. With a slight tug on her coat and her right hand behind her waist, the simple-looking innkeeper immediately lost his composure and instinctively took a big step back, raising his right hand with a look of full vigilance.

"Do you know who's protecting this store? It's the Corsican boss of the Mafia!"

"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious about the real business of your store," Li Yili grinned, pulled out her right fist, and with a flick of her wrist, a small flower rose from between her fist.

The pretty little flowers eased the tense atmosphere a little, but only a little.

The honest-looking innkeeper moved aside and swiftly pulled a watermelon knife from under the counter, pointing it at Li Yili with a cold laugh.

"You don't look like someone from the Triple Circle. Those are your goods? They belong to the Mafia now, you know that!"

Li Yili tilted her head. "You look very experienced. This isn't the first time you've done this, is it? Are you trafficking people? Or are you embezzling from your own workplace?"

Abel quietly emerged from behind the innkeeper and bent his finger at Li Yili.

"It could also be all of them."

"Ha—can you please not show up at this time? I'm planning to double-cross you right now," Li Yili rolled her eyes and grinned unhappily. "Are you my conscience? My conscience won't stop me from double-crossing you."

The hotel owner was taken aback and quickly turned his head, but there was no one behind him, although Li Yili's eyes were looking behind him.

The innkeeper swallowed hard, the blade of his watermelon knife trembling slightly.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

"Ah... don't worry about it, my conscience always bows to reality," Li Yili smiled brightly, and the small flower in her hand immediately turned into a black, viscous liquid and fell down.

The ear-piercing dragging sound coming from the direction of the hotel entrance was like a sharp knife piercing the hotel owner's head, slowly cutting away the string called reason.

"Snapped--"

The hotel door gently bumped against the frame, and Li Yili revealed an incredibly bright smile. Meanwhile, the small flower in her hand completely rotted, and a black, viscous liquid rushed towards the hotel owner.

Where's the boss?

After briefly surveying the temporary base, Annie returned to the corridor. Looking around, she saw that the honest-looking innkeeper at the end of the corridor had disappeared. Instead, Li Yili was sitting at the counter, flipping through what appeared to be an account book.

“Oh—it’s my turn now,” Li Yili waved the ledger in her hand at Annie.

Anne's lips twitched violently. "Your course of action seems to have undergone some... subtle changes."

“Ah~ don’t worry about it. So-called action plans can’t be static,” Li Yili waved to Annie, then turned to face Annie and opened the ledger in her hand. “Little Miss Annie, what do you think society will become when evil becomes a social habit?”

Anne raised an eyebrow, realizing something, "The evil deeds will no longer be concealed."

“That’s right. The hotel business in this Jurassic Circle seems to be just a side business. Human trafficking is the main business,” Li Yili tapped the ledger with her hand. “They even have to pay taxes to the Mafia. I just don’t know if they have to pay taxes to the royal family and nobles of the wasteland.”

Annie's cheek twitched, her head drooped, and she let out a long sigh, resting her chin on her hand. "The Cult of Steam and Steel doesn't lack that kind of money. The entire wasteland market belongs to the Cult of Steam and Steel."

Annie paused, then grinned.

"The meager allowance that the Church of Steam and Steel left for the wasteland royal family and nobles is hardly enough."

“But this extra income is far from enough,” Li Yili casually tossed the ledger behind her and crossed her arms. “I’m afraid there are other businesses, such as human smuggling, but I don’t think the gangs in the Jurassic Circle have the opportunity to come into contact with things like the Galar Horn outside.”

“But the wasteland royal family and nobles have this opportunity, and many of them,” Anne pushed her wheelchair through the corridor to the counter. “The Steam and Steel God Cult has shown too little substance; on the surface, the wasteland is still represented by the royal family and nobles.”

Li Yili glanced at Annie, then put her hands behind her head. "Normally, gangs are entities that disrupt order and drive society into chaos, but the weird thing is that whether it's steam or steel..."

Both the Cult of God and the Wasteland Royal Family, the two entities responsible for maintaining order, have chosen to turn a blind eye to the Jurassic Circle and refuse to pay for the gangs' actions.

"The result is that after the gangs acted recklessly, they found that they were the first to go out of business. As the ones who disrupted the order and drew sustenance from the dark side of the order, they became the maintainers of the order."

“But that doesn’t mean it’s a good thing. Like you said, they are beings that thrive by drawing sustenance from the dark side of order. How can such beings possibly establish a normal order?” Anne frowned. “The entire Jurassic Circle is already in turmoil.”

“But this abnormal social order has already taken root in the Jurassic Circle. If nothing unexpected happens, this social order, where human trafficking is the main business and hotels are a sideline, will continue until the wasteland is destroyed,” Li Yili shrugged. “Perhaps the Cult of Steam and Steel and the Wasteland Royal Family can make the Jurassic Circle’s gangs back down, but trying to change this established social order…”

Li Yili paused, then clicked her tongue in a somewhat conflicted manner.

"Just like an aggressive war with no room for compromise."

"Even if this social order arose because of the cult of steam and steel and the wasteland royal family."

Chapter 53 If I want to conquer the Cretaceous Circle, which gang would be the most suitable to control?

Anne fell silent, the slight ripples of fantasy that had stirred in her heart being smoothed out by the facts presented by Li Yili, turning into a stagnant pool.

Li Yili is right. The Jurassic Circle's ecosystem is deeply entrenched. If you want to change it, you might as well just tear it all down and start over. Unfortunately, she doesn't have that ability. Fortunately, a year later, not only the Jurassic Circle, but the whole world may be able to start over.

Moreover, compared to the atmosphere of the Jurassic Circle, Anne suddenly felt that life in the Triassic Circle was not much different from retirement.

"This is really a troublesome situation..."

Annie pinched the bridge of her nose and let out a long breath, choosing to pass the question on to Li Yili.

Of course, based on her understanding of Li Yili, Li Yili would most likely give all sorts of directions that were hard to understand, but that was exactly what she needed. Only unbelievable directions could stimulate her exhausted inspiration and help her find new directions.

"Huh? First, spread the word that stowaways from outside the wasteland are looking for the gang that provided the explosives to blow up the city walls. Then, stake out the area and wait for those gangs to come to you. Then, follow the trail to their hometown on the other side, torture them to find out who the deal was, and then sneak over there."

Annie opened her mouth, looking at Li Yili with disbelief.

"what?"

“No, I’m sorry… your advice is just too reasonable, and I can’t quite accept it,” Annie pinched the bridge of her nose.

She had considered this method, but she was very self-aware. She probably wouldn't even get past the first step of spreading information, let alone follow the clues to rush into the other side's hometown and wreak havoc. She also didn't naively think that Li Yili, who had the ability to wreak havoc, would be very considerate and help her wreak havoc.

But now that Li Yili has said this, is she implying that as long as she pays a certain price, she can lead her to rampage and kill indiscriminately?

Anne was conflicted. She had her own pride. During the days when she forced the Cult of Steam and Steel to reach a consensus on the scope of the exam through underhanded tactics, she couldn't even sleep well at night.

Annie wanted to overthrow the wasteland in the right way, and having Li Yili lead her to rampage through the wasteland was obviously a shortcut. Annie had even foreseen what the end of this shortcut would be. The Cult of Steam and Steel, who had always been in awe of Li Yili's actions, would definitely regard her as one of their own, or even a being of a higher level than their own.

That wouldn't be a defective product relying on her own efforts and wisdom to overcome discrimination and rush to the millennium to overthrow prejudice, but simply being handpicked. Whether she tried or not is irrelevant. This wasteland will not change in the slightest, and may even become worse. She has already experienced the suffocating feeling of betraying herself, and she doesn't want to experience it a second time.

The Triassic Circle may be poor and discriminatory, but the only real problem she faced was that the residents of the Triassic Circle had resigned themselves to their fate. However, the social structure of the Jurassic Circle left her helpless, and pure violence caused all her plans to fail before they even began.

To be honest, Anne now even has some doubts about whether the method used to reach the Jurassic Zone from the Triassic Zone can be used to reach the Cretaceous Zone from the Jurassic Zone.

Just as Annie was about to scratch her head in frustration, the hotel door was flung open, and Dante, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, swaggered in. He was about to speak when he met Li Yili's eyes.

Dante's mouth gaped slightly, then he immediately shook his head. "What are you doing here!"

“Because this is my shop,” Li Yili said matter-of-factly, spreading her arms to both sides.

Annie glanced at Li Yili with some surprise. If she hadn't come with Li Yili, she would have almost believed it.

"Huh? Do you think I'm an idiot?" Dante subconsciously drew the shotgun from his waist, thought for a moment, and then put it back. "Alright, anyway, this boss isn't a good person. It's normal for thieves to double-cross people in the Jurassic Circle. By the way, have you decided on the price for the accommodation? Let me make it clear first, I'm a regular here. You don't want to lose me as a reliable customer, do you?"

Intuition told Anne Dante that he was lying through his teeth, but now they needed start-up funds. After all, the hotel was acquired through a direct rip-off, without any investment. Even if it was a small profit, it was still free money.

“Well…” Li Yili rested her chin on her hand, thought for a moment, then held up a finger and shook it from side to side. “I can let you stay here for free for one night, but you have to answer some questions for me.”

Anne blinked, then nodded, resting her chin on her hand.

More than freebies, they now need to determine the extent to which the Jurassic circle's deformed social structure has developed.

“Some? I can only answer three questions at most, since you only got one free night,” Dante wasn’t stupid and wasn’t going to be an honest person who answered every question.

Where in the Jurassic Circle are the goods hidden by the Cretaceous merchants?

Unexpectedly, Li Yili immediately asked a rather crucial question. Dante coughed heavily, "This kind of question won't do! By the way, how do you know about this kind of thing!"

“I heard that the walls between the Cretaceous and Jurassic periods weren’t as thick as we imagine,” Li Yili raised her finger and waved it back and forth as if she were measuring something. “Merchants can only make so much money. If they want to make more money, they have to expand their business and increase their customers. It’s not a bad thing to touch things they shouldn’t touch. If you want to touch things you shouldn’t touch, you need someone who dares to do it.”

Dante opened his mouth, thought for a moment, scratched the back of his head, and clicked his tongue. "What you said doesn't seem to make any mistakes, but I'm not going to tell you."

"So, you really do know where those things you shouldn't touch are?" Li Yili's smile grew even brighter.