Sir! Don't close the net!

If Carly were his puppet, it would be fine; he understands the principle that the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to stand in such a conspicuous position. But if Carly isn't his puppet, then the situation is different. With the support of the noble lord, Carly can gather all the vagrants in the Triple Circle with just a single command.

Although his force is the largest among the homeless in the San Die Quan (a fictional community), if other individual investors unite, his force is no bigger than a shrimp.

So this time, he specially brought his underlings to Earl Wilson's manor to test Earl Wilson and Nemo, to see if he could gain the favor and support of either Earl Wilson or Nemo. If he could gain the favor of either Earl Wilson or Nemo, those individual investors would voluntarily become members of his faction.

When the attendants report the situation, they will always specify the exact number of people.

But the result shattered his confidence. Neither Earl Wilson nor Nemo respected his power and were too lazy to give him a chance to prove himself.

The servants' arrogant, even overbearing, attitude said it all.

However, Ryan is not going to give up; he still has a chance to turn things around.

That is, if Carly is killed in public, the homeless community will riot, and he can absorb most of the homeless in the Triple Circle with just a call to arms.

Then, he could use this vagrant force, enough to wreak havoc on the entire Triassic Circle, to make a deal with Nemo, or... surrender, thus gaining some support from Earl Wilson and Nemo.

To achieve this outcome, he needed to make Carly more conspicuous and more hated by the residents of the Triassic Circle, to the point that it wouldn't be unbelievable if Carly were killed during a march.

In this way, it doesn't matter so much who did it.

After Ryan figured it out, he led the other underlings slowly forward along the manor wall. The servant said that Carly lived in the corner and told them to follow the wall, but he didn't say which corner it was. The Earl of Wilson's manor was very large and was adjacent to the walls of the Jurassic Circle. If they went the wrong way, they would have to turn back and walk all over again.

"Boss, let's settle it like this—"

Once they were far from the gate, the underling following behind Ryan couldn't help but complain indignantly. But before he could finish speaking, Ryan ruthlessly raised his elbow and smashed it into the underling's nose.

The underling let out a wail, clutching his nose and staggering back several steps. Blood dripped from between his fingers onto the ground. The other underlings followed suit, and the atmosphere gradually froze.

Ryan swung his arm, grabbed the hair of the underling whose nose he had broken, brought his face close, and stared coldly into the other's eyes. "Do you know why you got beaten up?"

The younger brother, who was covering his nose, swallowed hard and shrank his neck little by little.

"Because you deserve a beating, because I found a reason to beat you up, so I did it, and you can only endure it."

Ryan forcefully shoved away the underling who was covering his nose and coldly glanced at the other underlings who dared not speak.

"Do you understand? The people living in this manor are the nobles of the capital's Millennium. Even one of their latrine servants is not someone we can afford to offend. Even if they shove my head into a latrine, I can only laugh and do it myself!"

"Because they don't need any reason to kill us; they just need to be happy to condemn us."

"You, all of you, me! None of us can complain, let alone show them any dissatisfaction! That would kill us all!"

Ryan's gaze became incredibly profound. "If you want to survive well in this wasteland, you have to figure out who to wag your tail at. A dog that barks at the wrong people is lucky to only have one leg broken."

The henchman whose nose had been broken immediately fell silent.

Ryan glanced at the other underlings, nodded, turned around and beckoned them. The other underlings followed behind Ryan without saying a word, their heads down.

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The chalk circle city walls, the cult of steam and steel.

Before Anne could speak, Li Yili said quite bluntly to the priest who came out to greet her, "I need to go into the chalk circle to do business, please clear the way."

After a brief moment of surprise, the priest immediately smiled and nodded, stepping aside. "Please come this way."

"You can do that too?!" Dante exclaimed, his eyes wide as he held the basket full of letters.

“Of course,” the priest explained with a smile. “Business doesn’t come from standing still and waiting. Moving around is a very normal thing.”

Anne's lips twitched slightly, "Dante first..."

"This can't be done; this guy is special."

“That’s part of the reason,” the priest not only did not deny it, but even nodded quite readily.

"Huh—" Dante's eyes widened as he looked at Li Yili with disbelief. "Are you some big shot?!"

"Who knows~ Is this important?"

“Of course it’s important! You want to…” Dante glanced at the smiling priest and swallowed back the words, “You want to rule the entire Jurassic Circle.”

If Li Yili is truly a great figure whom even the Cult of Steam and Steel would treat with utmost respect, then his appearance in the wasteland and his various attempts to persuade him to rule the Jurassic Circle underworld become highly significant, and every word he says to him becomes suspicious.

“Ahem—Mr. Levi-Istij Richard is the most outstanding graduate of Millennium Arkham University in the capital. The Church of Steam and Steel has always regretted that Mr. Richard did not stay and develop within the Church of Steam and Steel,” the priest coughed softly and raised a finger to explain.

Dante blinked, suddenly realizing, and patted Li Yili on the back, sighing, "What's there to hide? It's perfectly normal to choose the right path after being beaten down by society."

Li Yili rolled her eyes, raised her hand and placed it on the basket in Dante's arms, pulling it forcefully. "Since you believe me, I'll deliver it to you. With your connection, I might be able to exchange a few words with your beloved Miss Ashley and, incidentally, test Miss Ashley's opinion of you."

"Oh—thank you so much!" Dante's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously.

“Well then, let’s go,” Li Yili waved the basket in her hand and followed another priest with Rebecca and Aditi.

Anne hesitated for a moment, then sighed, nodded to Dante, declined the priest's help, and followed him in her wheelchair.

Once Li Yili's footsteps had completely disappeared, Dante withdrew his gaze and turned to leave, but was stopped by the priest beside him.

“Dante…sir, right?”

Dante paused, then nodded. "It's me."

“What is the relationship between Mr. Dante and Mr. Levi Esti Richard? You two seem to be very close,” the priest tilted his head.

"Well..." Dante rested his chin on his hand, tilted his head back and thought for a moment before giving a thumbs up. "He's helped me a lot, my friend."

Chapter Ninety: Descendants of Merchants

After passing through the tunnel between the Jurassic and Cretaceous zones, Li Yili and the others arrived at the Cretaceous zone. Before they even reached the tunnel entrance, they heard the laughter of a young girl, as melodious as a nightingale.

Rebecca leaned forward and sniffed, then subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. "It smells good."

Li Yili raised her hand and slammed it hard on Rebecca's head. "Don't even think about it."

Anne glanced at Rebecca and remembered what Rebecca really looked like. A chill ran down her spine. The delicious smell Rebecca had in her mouth was something no ordinary person could withstand.

Fortunately, with Li Yili around, Rebecca could only smell it and wouldn't do anything.

Anne breathed a sigh of relief, pushing her wheelchair through the tunnel entrance. Colorful dresses came into view; beautiful young women were gathered around a priest of the Church of Steam and Steel, holding parasols and chatting merrily. Even the priest, who remained calm in the face of the Jurassic thugs, appeared utterly flustered by the young lady's harmless, curious questions, at one point glancing pleadingly at the deacons in the distance. (Monthly fee (Group [Misery Novel Transfer Station 1 937929266])

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The deacons simply turned their heads away, pretending not to notice the priest's gaze.

“It’s like stepping into another world,” Rebecca said softly.

Without the oppressive feeling of the Triassic Circle or the ferocity of the Jurassic Circle, the whole world felt like a ball of rainbow-colored cotton—soft and comfortable.

The young ladies noticed Li Yili and the others appearing at the tunnel entrance and immediately abandoned the priest, their eyes gleaming as they surrounded them.

Are you from the Jurassic region?

"What happened to your leg? Is it because of Jurassic circles? It must hurt a lot. Here, is some candy?"

"you are cute!"

The young ladies, like newborn babies brimming with curiosity about everything in the world, bombarded Li Yili and the others with questions. Yet, while curious, they maintained impeccable manners, never displaying arrogance or contempt, keeping a polite distance that prevented any sense of malice, only a slightly relaxed helplessness.

But the situation changed when one of the young ladies noticed the basket filled with colorful envelopes that Li Yili was carrying in her right hand.

"That envelope—it's my envelope! Mr. Dante has replied!"

"Really? That's great!"

"Don't push!"

"Sir, could you please give me that purple letter?"

Describing these excited young ladies as wolves seeing prey is inappropriate, because they neither displayed a ferocious ugliness nor acted with unbridled hunger. They were more like cats meowing and waiting to be fed, suppressing their excitement and asking for the letter from Li Yili with a touch of shyness.

Li Yili glanced around at the young ladies in front of her, finally fixing her gaze on the seemingly calm one, whose eyes were actually fixed on the basket in his hand, revealing a hint of unease.

sister.

Clearly, this is Dante's beloved Ashley, who became uneasy because Dante replied to all the young ladies' letters in one go, and was worried that her sweetheart had fallen in love with another young lady.

"Ahem—Miss, could you please step back a little? I will give you the letter."

The young ladies were quite well-behaved, answering "okay" in unison and gracefully distancing themselves from each other.

Rebecca, who was following behind Li Yili, widened her eyes, looked at the well-behaved young ladies waiting, then glanced at Li Yili, hesitated for a moment, then tiptoed and whispered in Li Yili's ear, "Did you use some tricks?"

The wasteland is most famous for its visible class difference. Those layers of walls are not just for show; people inside the walls have an innate prejudice and arrogance towards those outside.

Even the thugs within the Jurassic Circle who rebelled against the wasteland royal family looked down on the inhabitants of the Triassic Circle.

The Cretaceous zone within the Jurassic zone is second only to the capital, Millennium, and in front of them are the young ladies of the Cretaceous zone, the highest-ranking people in the Cretaceous zone.

However, these young ladies listened quite obediently to Li Yili, who came from the Jurassic Circle, and Mei Yo showed a little dissatisfaction.

"Aren't people allowed to have manners?" Li Yili rolled her eyes.

The young ladies curiously watched the subtle interactions between Li Yili and Rebecca. Far from being annoyed by Li Yili's neglect, they blushed and shyly covered their eyes with their hands.

Rebecca exclaimed exaggeratedly.

She didn't believe that class discrimination could be erased by upbringing, but in the current situation, she could only describe the young lady in front of her who was patiently waiting for them as well-mannered.

"Ahem—whose letter is this purple one?" Li Yili coughed and pulled a purple envelope from the basket. Like a bard, she held the letter between her index and middle fingers and waved it with a light laugh.

The shy young ladies' eyes lit up, and they all regained their ladylike demeanor. One of them, with long, wavy hair that reached her waist, stepped forward, holding the hem of her skirt with her left hand, and gracefully accepted the envelope.

The other young ladies continued to stare at the basket in Li Yili's hands, but Ashley's eyes followed the young lady who had received the letter, and she subconsciously pursed her lips.

Anne, who had been keeping a close eye on the young ladies, nodded, resting her chin on her hand.

Rebecca glanced at Li Yili, who was sending a message, hesitated for a moment, and then leaned closer to Annie. "What exactly is going on here?"

“With a comfortable life and power at its limit, the merchants in the Cretaceous Circle have reached the limit of everything they can pursue. There is nothing left to improve, so they will naturally consider things they have never considered before, such as self-cultivation and reputation among the people,” Anne raised her hand and gently tapped the armrest with her fingers. After a long silence, she let out a long sigh.

"What they are really like inside is not important; at least in terms of their outward appearance, the merchants of the Cretaceous Circle are more suited to be royalty and nobility."

"Eh--"

Is it hard to accept?

“It’s not because…” Rebecca glanced cautiously at the young ladies who were eagerly waiting for the letter in Li Yili’s hand, secretly pulled Annie’s wheelchair back a little, and lowered her voice, “Many people say that the merchants in the Cretaceous Circle are vampires who make their fortunes by sucking other people’s blood. Letting such guys become royalty and nobles… wouldn’t be any better.”

"Yes, they are the embodiment of greed. No matter how many good deeds these merchants do, in the eyes of most people, it is all preparation for further exploitation. Even if they really have the opportunity to become nobles and royalty, they will not receive much support."

Anne let out a soft breath and looked at the young ladies in front of her.

"But their descendants are different."

Chapter Ninety-One: When the Naive Young Lady Meets a Scumbag

Why are landlords disliked?