I'm a villain, not a devil

"Hey, the city has been busy and chaotic recently, why are you all gathered?"

"I don't know, and we are at the city gate again. Are there any fools who want to attack the city?"

"Are they going to die? How many people did my sect send out? The captives who survived the counterattack by Mr. Sean are now working in the chemical plant... Tsk, I'm afraid they won't live for many years."

At the gate of Paradise City, countless residents crowded together. They got the news that there seemed to be something to announce.

Time passed bit by bit, and just when everyone was confused, a figure appeared above.

The gathered people saw the man's face, and the rest of the people in the city also saw the man through the big screen.

It was Sean.

As soon as Sean appeared, enthusiastic, awe-inspiring, eager, and crazy calls rang out involuntarily. Finally, those calls became louder and louder, and merged together to shake the entire Paradise City faintly.

It is difficult for the people of Paradise City to clearly express their feelings about this tyrant. It is him who allows ordinary people to live in peace. It is also him who does not allow any dissent. The only way for the rebels is death. It is also him who can stop the coveted beasts and enemies outside the city by himself, giving them a more miserable end than the rebels.

Countless unspeakable emotions intertwined, and finally gathered into cheers.

Let the cheers roar, Sean just smiled and looked at the city, and stretched out a hand after a long time.

As soon as this hand was stretched out, the whole city was silent.

If it is not necessary, he has never been a talkative dictator, so this time Sean went straight to the point.

"During this period of time, everyone's life should be harder than before."

No one objected, no one agreed, everyone looked at him.

Sean looked at the scene with satisfaction and continued, "I don't want to say too much. Everyone should know the reason. I just want to ask, recently, has there been more work and higher prices?"

No one dared to speak. In such a big city, no one dared to speak.

Sean just smiled and said, "You are afraid of me, but I am asking questions now. Just answer me. There will be no punishment."

With such a guarantee, people still dared not say a word. Sean shook his head helplessly and pointed at someone casually: "You speak."

The young girl turned pale and didn't even dare to take the microphone handed over by the staff.

Sean laughed loudly and waved his hand.

A bottle of gene-assisted evolution potion with a market value of more than 500,000 credit points fell into her arms. This thing can help people awaken superpowers and is in short supply.

Just this bottle of potion awakened the greed in the bones of the people in Paradise City, and many people have already made rapid breathing sounds.

The girl's eyes flickered, and finally she grabbed the potion and took the microphone.

Sean smiled: "Tell the truth."

The girl panted quickly, hesitated for a long time, and raised the microphone: "Yes, yes... Recently, both me and my parents have extended their working hours by two or three hours. Originally, you can have a good lunch for 12 credit points, but now the price has increased to 18 credit points..."

Sean continued to ask: "Will it be strenuous?"

The girl nodded: "Yes, a little..."

Sean clapped his hands: "Isn't this telling the truth? Come on, next one."

The same drama continued, and the man who was chosen this time finally gave the same answer.

"Yes, I'm very busy and tired recently. Originally, I could support two children by working alone, but now I have to add half of my wife's salary. The children also said that there are not as many nutritious meals recently, and they are occasionally hungry."

Sean nodded in approval: "Next one."

"I, I have a patient at home, and I feel that my income is not enough to cover my expenses..."

With Sean's encouragement, more and more people expressed their own thoughts. They seemed different, but in the end, the workload was getting bigger and bigger, but the purchasing power of the salary in hand was getting lower and lower.

Seeing that almost all the people had asked, Sean looked at the whole city again.

"Tell me, are you the same?"

After a little hesitation, people shouted.

"Yes, there is too much work recently!"

"The streets are not as clean and tidy as before. I saved up money to buy the most expensive block!"

"I have to eat less, otherwise I will spend all my salary on food and I won't be able to do anything else."

The noise of people became louder and louder, and more and more people joined in the complaints, until finally, the whole city was boiling.

People were talking about the bitterness and dissatisfaction during this period, and complaining about the chaos in the city during this period.

Many senior executives standing by and watching were dumbfounded. Mr. Sean was causing a riot himself?

However, at this moment, Sean laughed.

"Do you know why?"

The calm laughter made the city quiet again, and everyone looked up at him.

Sean slowly opened his hands and made a deafening sound.

"You have too much work to do because you have no one under you, and you have to do a lot of simple but repetitive work by yourself."

"You have too little income because you have to take care of the patients at home and go back and forth between work and home every day."

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"You, your whole family can't eat enough? Of course, there are too many children who can't work at home, and you have to send them to school, and food is getting more and more expensive!"

"You, you, you... all of you, are like this!"

The city seemed so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and people looked at Sean with their mouths wide open in shock.

But Sean just stopped for a moment, he slowly went up, the largest artificial sun in Paradise City was above his head, illuminating every part of his face, fresh, greedy, ambitious...

Sean smiled slightly: "Why is all this?"

No one answered, Sean gave the answer himself.

"Because you are too weak, because we are too weak, because, Paradise City is too weak!"

The voice was deafening!

Then, Sean showed a smile that the whole city would never forget.

The corners of his mouth almost lifted above his cheekbones: "We are too weak, we have too little accumulation, but, fortunately... there are weaker than us."

The gate of Paradise City slowly opened, and on the plain in front, a dense crowd was approaching.

They all looked pale, bound by shackles, with blank eyes.

Sean's voice continued to echo.

"What if someone can do those simple and tedious tasks for you without too much pay? What if someone can help you take care of your family, but only needs a meal?"

"What if... you start to have power?"

The whole city was panting violently.

Sean's eyes were bright and greedy, and his voice reached everyone's ears.

The aircraft came, and large quantities of food fell from the sky, and Sean laughed.

"My friends, why don't you come to collect your spoils?"

"You fought for Paradise City, for me, Sean, for... you! The spoils you won!"

The city was boiling, and the tyrant was laughing.

"I declare that from today, Paradise City will officially colonize the Holy City of the Self Church, and all the believers of the Self Church will be slaves."

His eyes revealed an inexplicable emotion.

"And you, the people of Paradise City, swear in my name, Sean, that each and every one of you has the right to divide the spoils. Remember, every one of you."