A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"..." The students looked at each other, and finally all looked at Winter and Truth.

“Let’s go, let’s listen to her this time.” After considering for a moment, Zhenli finally nodded and said.

……

Underground pedestrian passage.

"Hey... Anna, who exactly is this person you know? He seems incredibly capable."

Winter asked in a low voice:

"Wasn't the underground shopping mall under martial law recently? Why did people back away when they saw her? Could she be the boss of the underground shopping mall?"

"Hmm...more or less." Zhenli hesitated for a moment, then looked at Lyudmila who was leading the way and nodded in response.

“I can hear you, little bookworm, tell her it’s okay.” Lyudmila finished speaking and muttered to herself, “The boss? I’m just a middle manager, busy with all the ups and downs all day long.”

“Sonia, do you remember that brochure I was looking at?” Truth said slowly.

“I remember… a forbidden book. I’ve advised you to throw it away several times before, but you wouldn’t listen… wait, could it be…?” Winter clearly sensed something and couldn’t help but say.

“Yes, she’s a member of Reunion, and the head of the Reunion branch in Chernobog. That’s why she has a lot of influence among the infected in the underground,” Truth said slowly.

"Isn't that the anti-truth? You're actually hanging out with them?" Winter looked at Lyudmila, who was walking nonchalantly ahead, with a hint of danger and vigilance in her eyes, and couldn't help but say.

"What is right and what is wrong, who can really say? Take those army groups, for example. They clearly promote the army as heroes who protect the country, but what are they actually doing in the city? The Reunion Movement is labeled as a rebel movement, but they have been doing things like helping infected patients and the weak."

Truth shook his head and said, "Sonia, I won't give too much of an evaluation of the Reunion Movement. You have to listen with your own ears and judge with your own eyes."

Winter fell silent for a moment. She recalled that whenever she passed by those shops while having breakfast these past few days, she would always hear the diners saying things like, "The Reunion Movement doesn't have much criticism of it. On the contrary, they think that what the Reunion Movement does is perfectly reasonable."

On the contrary, the garrison troops and the diners were all cursing. Even though they had been patrolling everywhere these past few days, and people dared not say much openly, they continued to slander each other in private.

"We've arrived. Please stay outside and don't wander around. I'll go in and let you know, and then I'll take you to a suitable place."

After Lyudmila and her pack of bears arrived at the entrance of Azazel's clinic, she gave some instructions and then went inside. The bears were left outside, watching the infected people coming and going; many of them began to feel uneasy.

"Boss...we won't get infected here too..."

One of them spoke fearfully, but before he could finish, his companion covered his mouth.

"Idiot, there are so many people here, don't say things like that. If they get angry and surround us, we'll be in real trouble," his companion whispered angrily in his ear.

"People still have too many stereotypes about the infected." Matthew sighed inwardly. This wasn't her first time visiting the underground city and gatherings of the infected. She had never actually contracted Oripathy.

After reading the "Doctor's Handbook," she gained a clear understanding of the transmission routes of oripathy and realized that as long as she took precautions to avoid contact, she would not easily contract oripathy.

Chapter 252: The Ruthless Strategy

"Hmm? This is quite interesting."

Inside the consultation room, Wang Chong showed an interested expression after hearing Lyudmila bring the news from today.

"Hey, what's the point of this? It just adds more trouble. The only good news is that this little girl won't be able to escape my grasp now. I've been eyeing her skills for a long time."

Lyudmila shook her head and said:

"Our Reunification Movement is brave but lacks wisdom. I think you're quite right, Führer. My abilities in propaganda, recruiting people, and speaking are indeed too poor. I only know how to imitate."

"So, I found a way to bring the right people here. Although I might be exaggerating, I'm not trying to deceive them. Now they have no choice but to follow us down this path to the bitter end."

"You really need to work on your speech. You're going down a completely one-sided path. Do you really think you're some kind of bandit?"

Wang Chong laughed and scolded.

"I'm not good with words, but that's roughly what I meant. You see... do you want to lend a hand? I've been looking for this person for a long time, especially since she brought me a promising young talent this time."

Lyudmila pleaded.

"People will definitely have to join in. You're right, they've caused quite a stir this time."

Wang Chong slowly said, "However, things will not develop as you think. On the contrary, those armies may really take drastic measures against most of the new nobles in the city."

"Isn't it obvious at a glance that it's just a thug pretending?" Lyudmila said.

"It's all because you brought them back. The army won't go to war with the entire infected population underground and Old Man Hrag over such a trivial matter. But they absolutely must regain the face they've lost."

Wang Chong stood up and walked outside, saying, "So where do you think they'll get their revenge?"

“But… that doesn’t warrant such a drastic move, does it?” Lyudmila couldn’t help but say.

“Yesterday I received a message from the integration branch in other cities: an order issued by the Grand Prince Baikal to the leaders of the garrisons in the southern cities.”

Wang Chong, with his back to Lyudmila, slowly said, "If we take this order into account, then nothing is surprising."

...Do you think about me, Lin? Are you free? Are you here?...

Chernobyl No. 4 Middle School

“General, this is what happened,” Stonnov said slowly. “According to our investigation of eyewitness accounts, servants from several merchants’ households to whom we have demanded supplies match the description.”

"However, I felt something was amiss, so I sent the Rift Beast to search for the blood. Sure enough, the last trace led to the underground passage."

"So?" Quan Duoer said, lying on the recliner with a slight smile on his lips.

"Therefore, I believe that the people in the underground city are deliberately provoking us, and even trying to incite conflict between us and those newly promoted nobles. They want us to fight with those newly promoted nobles so that we can..." Suddenly, Stonnov stopped speaking.

"Why did you stop?" Quan Duoer looked up and smiled at Stonnov. Seeing that Stonnov remained silent, he shook his head with a smile and said with some disdain, "If we fight to the death, well, then it will indeed be the lowly merchants who die and the brothers who live."

“I’ve been foolish…” Stonenov said, bowing his head.

"Heh, even you can spot the problem at a glance. Do you think those people in the underground mall would use such a trick? Heh, and leave such easy-to-trace traces."

Quan Duoer said with a smile.

"So, it was those newly rich who did it? Are they testing our bottom line?" Stonnov said, his face turning cold.

"No, those scoundrels wouldn't dare to do something like that. Besides, the person did indeed run into the underground street, which is not something those scoundrels can interfere with."

Quan Duoer stood up, placed his hands behind his back, and slowly said:

"To put it simply, this matter is actually quite simple. It was just a few hot-blooded young men who couldn't stand what we were doing, so they only gave our men a light beating and didn't make things irreparable."

"However, there are some clever guys who think they can fool everyone with such a smokescreen. But the more they do, the more flaws they reveal."

"Those young punks, are they really that bold?" Stonnov asked in astonishment.

"Ha, everyone has a youthful and impetuous phase."

Quandor chuckled jokingly, patted Stonnov on the shoulder, and said:

"I remember when you first joined the team, you were about this age. Back then, you were quite defiant of me and openly challenged me to a duel. Didn't you ever consider my position as the team leader back then?"

"Ahem..." Stonnov coughed a few times awkwardly, changing the subject, "So... is this just going to be left like this?"

“No, let’s do it the way it started.” Quan Duo’er’s smile faded, and he said with a narrowed eye, “The merchants have joined forces to target my Ursus border army, and even openly injured three of my brothers. Now, this general will settle accounts with them.”

"Ahem..." Stonnov coughed a few times awkwardly, changing the subject, "So... is this just going to be left like this?"

“No, let’s do it the way it started.” Quan Duo’er’s smile faded, and he said with a narrowed eye, “The merchants have joined forces to target my Ursus border army, and even openly injured three of my brothers. Now, this general will settle accounts with them.”

“Uh, but General, didn’t you just say…?” Stonnov was taken aback, clearly not understanding why Quan Dor suddenly believed the initial explanation.

“Two days ago, Grand Prince Baikal called me and said: ‘From today onwards, all cities in the south must ensure that the number of rebels captured and integrated is no less than one hundred per day. At the same time, the confiscated illicit funds must be turned over, and a minimum of five thousand chervin gold coins must be guaranteed per day.’”

Quan Duoer said slowly.

"What? One hundred rebels is one thing, but why does it cost five thousand gold coins?" Stonnov exclaimed in surprise.

"Heh, do you really think our Grand Duke wants to arrest those guys with the integration propaganda manual? After all these days of back and forth, those who should have been arrested have already been arrested, and those who should have escaped have already escaped," Quan Duoer sneered.

"He wants us to become his tools to clean up the newly rich in the south. The Duke of Belgaard has always belonged to the nobility. The struggle between the nobility and these newly rich has been going on for a long time."

“But if that’s the case, wouldn’t all the garrison leaders in the south completely offend the newly rich? No, not just them, but us too. Is there any chance we can still be transferred up in St. Jungburg?” St. Dongov asked, looking at the whole of Dor.

“Yes, originally we would have been just like them, which is why I’ve been so worried these past two days, and I even had to pay out of my own pocket.” Quan Duo’er sneered, “But now it’s different, hehehe, such a good reason suddenly appeared in front of me, I have no reason not to seize it.”

In an instant, Stonnov understood why General Dor had suddenly become amiable after hearing his report. It turned out that the general had already planned to use this incident to deal a fatal blow to those newly rich.

"Go and give the three men, including Wen Juncao, who were beaten, a good reward. And secretly tell Wen Juncao to make a big fuss about this, so that all the brothers will stand up for him, and even more importantly, have our men make it known throughout the city!"

“If they do this well, all three of them will be promoted one rank! Each of them will be rewarded with one hundred Chervin gold coins!”

"Also, send men to guard the entrances and exits of the underground streets. Tell those people in the underground streets that since martial law has been declared, they should keep a close watch on the guys inside. If any of our men see anyone coming out, kill them without mercy! The same goes for people in the city; if they approach any of the entrances or exits, kill them without mercy!"

"(Ursus curses)!! A few punks, and now they know that if they mess with an army group, the best place to hide is the underground city. Heh, do the people in this city really think we're afraid of their underground city! Tonight, we'll let the whole city know exactly what the consequences are for messing with an army group!"

Quan Duoer slammed his fist heavily on the desk and roared angrily.

"Yes!" Stonenov replied, and was about to get ready to do it.

“Wait a minute… there’s one more thing.” Zondor stopped Stonnov, then handed him a handbook from the table.

"Make dozens of copies of these; we'll need them tonight." Quan Duo'er's eyes were filled with malice as he said, "One reason isn't enough to kill them."

Looking at the book in his hand, Stonnov understood the whole plan, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"General... isn't this too much...?"

"Do you think we have any other choice now?" Quan Duoer said coldly. "In my twenty years of forbearance, I have finally figured out how to survive in this filthy officialdom."

"Either be ruthless, endure, or get out!"

Chapter 253: Talking with Erxiong

"Are you two the leaders among these children?"

In a dilapidated metal room in the underground district, Wang Chong, with Lyudmila in tow, looked at the two people in front of him and spoke slowly.

Not long ago, after Wang Chong and Lyudmila healed the bears' wounds, they took them on a tour of the underground city. After explaining the underground city for quite a while, they finally arranged for them to stay in a suitable place.

Afterwards, Wang Chong called the two students who had led the group over for a talk.

"To be precise, I am the leader. If there is anything, come at me."

Winter said with some wariness.

"Don't be nervous. Now that I've arranged for you to stay, I will naturally protect you. You don't need to worry about being captured by those garrison troops."

After Wang Chong finished speaking, he laughed and said:

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself since I started receiving you. I am Wang Chong, the leader of the Reunion Movement. Well, according to your understanding, I'll consider myself their leader for now."

"You're the leader of the Reunion Movement? The gentleman who wrote the propaganda brochure!?"

Before Winter could say anything, Truth, who was standing to the side, became excited, her eyes filled with disbelief.

“Absolutely genuine. What? Do I look that way?” Wang Chong said with a light laugh.

“No… I just find it incredible. Shouldn’t you be in the North City? Why are you here in Chernobog?” Truth asked, puzzled.

"It's very simple. We need to save people here, and we also need to relieve the pressure from the north."

Wang Chong spoke calmly:

“My compatriots are strong enough to hold off the army group, but the many unarmed civilians in the south cannot withstand the bloody massacre that is about to begin. That’s why I came here.”

"Is it because of those brochures?" Truth asked.

“Hmm, you’re very smart, no wonder Lyudmila speaks highly of you.” Wang Chong’s eyes flashed with approval, but he shook his head and said, “That’s only one reason. The most fundamental reason is that the current ruler of the south, Duke Belga, is eager to consolidate his power.”

"Grand Prince Baikal...is he planning to consolidate his authoritarian rule through bloodshed and violence?" Truth asked after a moment's thought.

“Yes, you can understand it that way,” Wang Chong said slowly. “Next, there will be a lot of bloodshed, not just in Chernobog, but in all the cities in the south. It’s just a pity…”

"It's a pity that the people of the southern cities have long been numb and have lost the will to resist under the heavy exploitation of industrialization, haven't they?"

Truth asked, "Is it possible that even Mr. Wang Chong can't solve this problem?"

"Hehe..." Wang Chong chuckled twice, neither confirming nor denying.

Winter scratched her head. She looked at Truth, then at Wang Chong. From the beginning, the two had been engaged in a conversation she neither understood nor could join in. Something about promotional brochures and the Grand Duke.

The only thing that is clear is that the other party is the leader of the Reunion Movement, and the people in the southern city are likely to suffer because of some grand reason.

"Hey, you two talked so much through all that, but when it comes to figuring out how to solve it, you both fall silent," Winter said impatiently after seeing the two remain silent for so long.

"My parents are still in this city. If... if anyone dares to hurt them, I will absolutely not let them get away with it!!"

"I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go back right now!"

“You’re right, little girl.” Wang Chong looked at Lin Dong this time and said, “You’ve already answered your own question.”

"I answered my own question?" Winter asked, puzzled.

“If all the people in the city learned to be like you, to have the will to resist, and the resolve to fight for justice and fairness even knowing that they might die, then you yourselves could save yourselves.”

Wang Chong slowly said: