Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 12 Rhodes Chamber of Commerce

After the mind shift, Daryl asked, "What do you want?"

When Ross heard this, he nodded secretly, and after the blessings were given, all that was left was to draw the pie.

Ross turned his head and looked out the window: "I am not satisfied with Arkham today. It is too backward and chaotic, and the people here have suffered enough."

"I want to change all this. I want to eliminate those gangs and cults, and bring the management of the city back to unity. I want the citizens to live a stable and comfortable life."

"I want to have Arkham in our hands, as we grow and operate, to be the center of the world."

Hearing this, Darryl was stunned for a moment. He thought that this guy would come up with some crazy ideas, such as the sacrifice of evil gods, such as launching riots, or even smuggling minerals and human beings, and thus needed his own help.

But what he didn't expect at all, this... actually put forward such a positive goal.

"You...are you kidding me?" Daryl stammered.

Ross turned to look at him and asked with a smile, "What? Do I look like that kind of evil person?"

"No... No, don't get me wrong." Daryl shook his head.

Ross looked at the scenery outside the window with deep eyes: "What I want is order. If you want chaos, your wife and daughter can't be in your home now, but have become hostages with me."

Daryl suddenly thought that with Ross's current methods and abilities that he couldn't understand, he could use a more direct and radical method.

Thinking of this, Darryl was afraid for a while, and then he was a little grateful for the orderly character of the young mayor.

After all, he has quietly visited his house.

Daryl said seriously: "Mayor, your goal will be difficult to achieve."

"I came here [-] years ago with similar thoughts, but I quickly realized the reality."

Ross said lightly, "That's because you're just an ordinary person, and I'm not."

"I have knowledge, abilities and means that you can't understand. What I need now are just some trusted servants and subordinates."

"I mentioned blood therapy to you today. I have a very mature technology in my hands, far beyond the decades or even hundreds of years in this era. We can cure various incurable diseases at the cheapest cost. "

Darryl would sneer if he said it with white teeth, as if he was in the city office during the day.

But it's different now. At this time, thinking of his lively daughter, looking at Los's appearance, he feels a lot more convinced in his heart.

Darryl asked tentatively: "Mayor, your blood therapy...is there really no risk?"

Ross said casually: "If it is someone else, the risk will be great, but in my hands, there is no risk. We have a long time in the future, and you have enough time to observe Tracy."

Daryl nodded, with almost [-]% confidence in his heart: "If this is the case, then your goal is indeed possible to achieve."

Ross turned his head and asked, "So, what's your answer?"

Darryl had no other choice at this time, he raised his hand in front of him, bowed to salute, and said respectfully: "Rosas Empire MI[-] intelligence officer, Darryl Klocum, to the Mysterious and powerful mayor, Los Arkham, with all his loyalty, hope that you will protect my family."

Ross nodded with satisfaction. Daryl's settings were made by him, and he naturally had a very detailed understanding of this man.

The only weakness of this very realistic man is his family.

"Okay Daryl, get up and sit down, I need to know the current situation in the city now." Ross said directly.

At this time, Darryl gradually let go a little, sat on a chair and said, "The situation in Arkham City is very complicated now. Today's eight city councilors are from the nine districts of Arkham today, and they represent each of them. interests of the region.”

"I know all this," Ross asked. "What I want to know now is what these eight councillors think of me."

Darryl organized the language and replied calmly: "I just finished a meeting with them and wanted to use the power of the committee to impeach you, and they all agreed very happily."

Hearing this, Los Haha laughed: "This is very interesting. It's too many to deal with eight areas for the first time. Since we are in the central area now, let's take back the power here first."

Daryl looked at Ross, who was smiling, and after confirming that the mayor was not angry, he recounted: "The city councilor in the central district is called Les Tariq, who used to be a sheriff, and now he has resigned. , he is now the vice president of the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce in the central area."

Ross nodded slightly, but didn't say much. He now needs to check the difference between the settings he knows and the real situation through Darryl.

Darryl explained: "The Rhodes Chamber of Commerce is a relatively large gray chamber of commerce in the empire today. They are engaged in many industries, including normal commodity trading, various investments, as well as illegal drugs, arms smuggling, human trafficking, etc. Wait."

"The Empire Post Office, New Age Cinemas, Arkham Tramway Company, Arkham Electric Authority, Gas Company, Taxi Company, Gas Station, Sheehan Construction Contractors in the central area today all have their people behind them."

Hearing this, Ross was a little surprised. This Rhodes Chamber of Commerce can be said to have penetrated most of the most profitable core departments in the entire central area, and the scope of penetration has far exceeded his settings.

"Sure enough, the original settings can no longer meet the reality, so prepare for the worst." Ivan thought to himself.

Darryl continued: "The Vanks Gang and Finn Gang, which are more active in the central area, are under their control. According to the information I have now, they have a gun fire black market and a drug black market here. , and two slave markets."

When Ross heard this, he also understood at this time that it was the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce who wanted to kill him.

"It's interesting." Ross touched his chin with interest on his face.

Darryl continued: "70% of the banned firearms in Arkham City are now out of their hands, about 50% of the banned drugs, and they have a monopoly on the slave trade and motor transport."

"Very good, then our first goal is to put them on them." Ross made a decision happily.

After listening to the reminder, Daryl said: "You have to be careful, Les Tariq is a very vicious person, he has his own contacts in the police station, the court, and even the arsenal. If he wants to discover our actions, It's quite possible to do something crazy."

Ross said casually: "His crazy things have been done. They sent the killer of the Vankes gang to assassinate me last night and cut off my head."

"What!?" Hearing this, Darryl was stunned for a moment, feeling that he had heard it wrong.

Ross grabbed his head with both hands and pulled it upward as if taking off a helmet. Suddenly his head was detached from his neck and placed on the table by him.

"As it is now," Ross said.

(End of this chapter)