I'm the fourth calamity, but they call me a saint

[Reputation: 0.7242/100]

Looking at the reputation growth that fell to the fourth decimal point, Levi frowned and fell into deep thought.

If he found a way to upgrade quickly at the beginning in the Sun, then now he is obviously in a misunderstanding.

Reputation: a reputation that is expected by the public, a reputation that is admired and expected by the public.

This reputation must be big, but it must also be positive.

With Levi's killing method, he is destined to have no positive reputation, just like in the Sun.

Public opinion is all controlled by the upper class, and he only kills the rich and powerful people in the upper class, so in the end he may only end up with a reputation of a "murderer" and no reputation at all.

As for the little bit of growth, Levi suspects that the people in the Red and Purple Village and other villages that this tax collector is responsible for are grateful to him.

But think about it carefully, there are not a few people in those villages, at most there are several thousand people, but these have not allowed his progress to break through 1.

This inevitably leads to another question. If a person's reputation is quantified into a numerical value, how much reputation can each of these farmers quantify?

After thinking about this, Li Wei did not sit there.

Instead, he walked out of the door and planned to do an experiment himself.

He walked around Ganguo Village twice. During the day, the farmers below were basically working in the fields. Those who stayed at home were either women looking after children or a group of old, weak and disabled people.

The farmers were very poor. Unless they were the biggest pillar of the family, other family members would not be willing to spend money to see a doctor once they got sick.

The older ones who could not work basically suffered from minor illnesses and waited for death from major illnesses.

In Ganguo Village alone, a small village with only dozens of households, there were three people lying at home sick and waiting to die.

Li Wei pushed open the door of one of the families.

The rest of the family, including the children, had gone to work in the fields, leaving only an elderly man in his 40s lying on the bed like a withered man, coughing constantly.

The smell in the room was unpleasant, a mixture of mold and urine.

Hearing the sound at the door, the old man on the bed turned his head in confusion and looked at the figure who walked in with his backlight.

Levi didn't say anything nonsense. He took out a stack of money from his pocket, about 10,000 yuan each, and put it on the old man's bedside.

"This money was sent to you by Zhao Wei for your medical treatment."

There was no surprise in the old man's numb and turbid eyes, but some fear.

"Zhao Zhaowei? Which master is it? Has he taken a fancy to anyone in our family?"

"Zhao Wei is not a master, he is a murderer. He just killed a tax collector in the city yesterday and robbed his family of money. He has no interest in this money and can't spend it, so he asked me to give it to other people in need."

The old man obviously didn't dare to believe his words. He had suffered so much in his life, and he had never had any illusions about pie in the sky.

But after seeing Levi finish his words, put the money on his bedside, patted it and turned away, no matter how suspicious he was, he was only excited now.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the rough surface of the banknote. The real texture made him realize clearly that he was not dreaming.

"Cough cough cough"

He coughed violently, as if he was going to cough out his lungs, but his face was full of smiles.

"My grandson has candy! My daughter-in-law can change into new clothes! My son can rest for a day"

He smiled with tears on his face.

"I can finally rest in peace. Thank you Zhao Wei, thank you Mr. Zhao cough cough"

Levi put the money down and left. After leaving, he looked at the player information.

[Reputation: 0.7243/100]

Now Levi can be sure that the reputation of a person is 0.0001!

And if he wants to raise the reputation of 100, at least 1 million people are needed.

If he has to rely on sending money one by one to accumulate reputation, Levi will be exhausted to death!

Of course, he can also really ask people to help him send the money to every farmer.

But this is not only extremely conspicuous, but also requires the coordination of a lot of manpower.

Zhulan's farmers are not like the workers in the sun. In order to facilitate the management of workers, the group of big factory owners in Yaoguang allowed Yu Guang to establish a labor union for unified management.

The farmers are gathered together in the form of villages. There are four or five hundred villages in Zhulan, all of which are the estates and tenants of the 72 landlords in Lanting.

Each landlord remotely controls the village chief of each village through the tax collector to manage several or a dozen villages. If Li Wei organizes people to distribute money, he can't avoid them at all.

Or, reputation can actually be represented?

Thinking of this, Li Wei prepared to make another attempt.

He found the home of the village chief of Ganguo Village.

The village chief will live a little better than ordinary farmers, but it is only better. They usually have to farm, work, and pay taxes. At the same time, they are responsible for managing and counting the output of the entire village and assisting the tax collector in collecting taxes.

The village chief of Ganguo Village was smoking at home.

He should go to the fields today, but he is not in the mood to do so.

Yesterday, the tax collector in charge of several villages next door was killed and his entire family was killed. This was not their village's business, but this morning he got the news from the tax collector in charge of their village that the landlords of Lanting decided to increase taxes this year!

Damn landlords want to increase taxes!

Farmers are considered the private property of those masters. Even if they are not human beings, they will not be taxed to death in order to protect their property.

The tax collector is different. He only collects taxes and makes money. He doesn't care about the life and death of others!

The pig-like tax collector is obviously scared after seeing his colleagues being killed. He wants to make money this year and run away tomorrow!

But even if he guessed the reason, the village chief can't do anything. The tax collector is the sky in the villages below, unless the landlords above want to rectify it.

The village chief pulled his messy and muddy hair with a sad face, looking at the harvest of each household in the village this year in the account book. If this tax is really increased, at least half of the people in Ganguo Village will starve to death next year!

He slumped in a chair, his heart full of confusion.

Knowing that they are going to starve to death, what can they do?

Escape? Where to escape?

Resist? It will also be death, and even if his wife and children are caught, the consequences will be worse than death.

Or just bear it numbly?

Just as he was thinking about this problem that seemed to never be figured out, the door of his house that was originally half-closed was pushed open from the outside.

The village raised his head and looked at the young man he had never seen before.

"You, who are you looking for?"

"I heard a woman in the village say that taxes will be increased next year, and the village can't afford so much?"

"Yes"

"Is this enough to deal with the extra taxes?"

Levi put a gold bar he brought from the sun in front of the village chief.