Reborn as a Giant Scorpion: Evolution by Consumption

Of course, the third congressman will not tell the other congressmen that his name is Lee Hyuk and he opens a bar in the Holy City.

"Regarding this candidate, please don't disclose it to the public for the time being, the eighth congressman."

"Okay, sir." This immediately cut off the possibility for others to inquire about the news from the eighth congressman.

Al Guanghui made no secret of his distrust of other councilors.

The other congressmen were also expressionless, as if this kind of distrust should be the same. Since they cannot start from the eighth congressman, they can only find another way. Presumably, with their abilities, they can definitely find this person through special channels. , It’s just a matter of time.

During this period, it was the third congressman who fought for Lee Hyuk.

At this time, the eighth congressman picked up a document and read it.

"The second study of the Alcohol Act has determined that this industry has certain commercial value and can create a lot of benefits. Now we are discussing whether to approve the passage of this Act to legalize liquor."

"I agree." The third congressman voted for the passage of the bill first.

He has tasted the taste of wine, and it is said that it has now been improved, and that thing is not just as simple as some commercial value, but the key is that wine can directly affect the soul of machinery to a certain extent, although it is only a minor negative effect.

The third congressman thought in his heart that the poison of the **** of death among the Zuan people has been too long, and perhaps another kind of poison should be tried.

People who drink too much can lie down on the street and fall asleep, then they are picked up by the city patrol and thrown to the side of the road to prevent things from being crushed into parts.

Although alcohol is harmful to the residents of Zu'an, when you think about it carefully, the traffic jams and the impact on public security are much less harmful than belief in the **** of death.

"Reconsideration." The eighth congressman said.

"Reconsideration"

"Reconsideration..." Other congressmen also reconsidered and agreed.

With a series of yes votes, the bill discussion passed so smoothly and happily.

"The bill will be announced tomorrow and will begin to be implemented tomorrow. The council will invest in Conner Laboratories to build a liquor factory for large-scale winemaking. The council will release certain benefits to liquor sales places, tax exemption for the first year, and from the second to the third year. Only 50% of the tax is collected, and after three years, the tax will return to normal."

"In order to prevent malicious tax evasion, liquor sales venues have been in business for at least 20 consecutive years. Liquor sales venues are prohibited from selling other irrelevant products, and only relevant services are allowed."

"Above, the meeting is over."

Although the third member of Parliament became the nominal first member of the parliament after being controversial, the theocratic factions despised his inaction, and the rebel factions hated him for being soft, but there is no doubt that he is a very wise person. This is easy to see. come out.

"Asgart."

"Huh?" The mechanical pioneer who was about to leave suddenly heard someone calling himself.

"Walk with me." It is the third member of the Council, Al Guanghui.

"it is good."

The mechanical pioneer nodded.

"After waking up, you seem to have changed a lot."

"Yes, sir, I think no matter whose heart is replaced, he can no longer be his original self." The Mechanical Pioneer said meaningfully.

"Is that so? My junior"

"...Yes." The Mechanical Pioneer said silently.

This body is indeed very young, but the soul in it is an old guy who has lived for more than a thousand years, my junior.

Unintuitively, the two had already walked out of the parliament and walked all the way down the street to the tall bell tower.

The bell tower is very old, and its body is full of traces of the colorful years. Some rusty places and black filth make it no longer look like a landmark building in the holy city.

The towering bell tower has already touched the heavy gray cloud above, whether he wants it or not, the power of death is eroding him and polluting him all the time.

Click~ click~

The sound of command rotation is very sluggish. In a large facility such as a clock tower, every part in it is huge, more than a hundred times larger than the small clocks hanging at home. The operation of these mechanical structures will produce huge Friction, all bell towers will be regularly inspected and repaired, and the oil tank in the bell tower mechanism is filled with lubricating oil.

But now, even though the maintenance work of the clock tower is twice as busy, his turning sound is still so stagnant.

It's like all the parts inside are rusted.

The third congressman stretched out his hand to catch a small thing that was floating down from the sky, the size of a snowflake, like falling rust.

"Has the clock tower reached this level?"

The third congressman looked at his palm and said to himself naturally.

"Shall we go up and take a look?" The Mechanical Pioneer turned to look at the third congressman and said.

"Well, let's go, go up and take a look."

The third congressman remembered that it hadn't been long since he last visited the clock tower.

"I remember I ordered to double the frequency of maintenance work on the bell tower." The two walked up the long spiral staircase inside the bell tower in parallel.

"But you didn't add manpower to the bell tower. Although you increased your salary, you forgot how much is left after layers of exploitation." The mechanical pioneer said lightly.

"Is that so?"

The third congressman stroked the handrail of the stairs, scraping a layer of rust from it.

"Yes, so the busy maintenance work is exhausting enough. Carrying a bucket of lubricating oil and adding it up and down, it will be the time to start the next maintenance, and there is no extra salary. The cleaning of the clock tower has been done. No one did it."

The mechanical pioneer continued: "Perhaps it is time to add a lifting platform to the bell tower, which is found in ordinary water towers."

The third member said: "Really? I haven't been to the factory for many years."

When walking through the tenth floor of the clock tower, through the window, the third congressman saw a woman carrying a small bucket and a long-handled brush in the corridor outside the clock tower, humming and brushing the exterior over and over again.

"Hello." The woman also greeted the two people in the bell tower through the window.

"Didn't you say that no one is doing cleaning anymore?"

The third congressman looks at mechanical pioneers.

"My lord, please look at her clothes." The mechanical pioneer said, pointing to the woman outside.

"Void Engine, friendship sponsorship? What do you mean?"

"Meaning, this is not an official person. This is a bar called Void Engine. By sponsoring us with money, we found a skilled cleaner and an experienced maintenance technician to overhaul the clock tower. , The bar also said that if the operation becomes profitable later, they are willing to hire a team to maintain the daily operation of the clock tower.” said the mechanical pioneer.

It's a nice bar, of course, the owner of this bar is even more generous. The third congressman thought in his mind.