I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 503 Hope and Goal

"The group of aliens who called themselves Rainbow Nest were confused at first, but somehow they quickly settled down. Now, they have set up camp outside the city."

Inside the City Lord's Mansion of Paradise City, a sheriff was reporting to the City Lord about everything that happened outside the city.

The city lord nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Have you investigated the origins?"

The sheriff shook his head. "It's too short a time to find out, but the Rainbow Nest tribe is very disciplined. The old and young stay in the camp to take care of logistics, while the young people have already started to form teams to complete the mission. The average strength of their tribe is very strong, and the missions they choose are all wanted and hunting."

As he spoke, he remembered something and added, "By the way, the leader of the Rainbow Nest tribe is a very beautiful young girl. According to our information, many teams met that girl this afternoon. She was leading her tribesmen to familiarize themselves with the mission process. Her strength seems to be very terrifying."

The city lord nodded, then frowned: "It was Mr. Enderly who brought the person back, and he used the newly built large spaceship of [Golden Ghost]. It seems that he attaches great importance to the other party, but why didn't he let the other party enter the city..."

The sheriff whispered, "I went to ask Mr. Endley for his opinion, but he didn't say anything. He just said that we should treat the Rainbow Nest tribe like the examinees. Isn't that a bit strange?"

The city lord said in a deep voice: "The rules outside the city were set by Mr. Sean, and it should be for that... However, since Mr. Endely has spoken, we should not interfere too much. Let's just live our lives as we should. This is also good. If we force our way into the city, I don't know how much noise the nearly one million candidates outside the city will cause."

The sheriff nodded quickly and rubbed his hands flatteringly: "Lord City Lord, I have observed that the people of the [Golden Ghosts] treat those foreigners as if they don't exist... Then when they hand in their tasks, should we still take 30% according to the previous rules?"

The city lord's face suddenly turned cold: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The sheriff slapped his cheek and said hurriedly, "I said the wrong thing. What I meant was, should we continue to charge management fees as before? After all, if we don't charge them, it would be like giving preferential treatment to those foreigners, which conflicts with the intention of the [Golden Ghost]!"

The city lord then nodded with satisfaction: "Well, let's do it this way."

"Hey, then I'll go first? Lord City Lord?"

"Go, remember, we serve the [Golden Ghost], serve the entire Paradise City. Sitting in this position, we must remember our responsibilities, do you understand?

"Yes, I understand, Lord City Lord!"

When the sheriff walked away, a flash of anger appeared on the city lord's face.

He waved his hand, and a man in black came out from nowhere.

"Golden Ghost is not in charge. Mr. Sean hasn't been back for a long time. This kid is getting a little too proud of himself and his mouth is getting more and more leaky..." He pinched his eyebrows tiredly, "Let's create an accident and let that kid die."

"Yes." The man in black nodded calmly.

When the other party was about to leave, the city lord stopped him again: "Don't use the old method... After that guy has finished conveying his message, find an excuse to make him conflict with the candidates and cause an accident. At that time, catch the famous candidates and teach them a lesson, but remember not to kill them. Imprison them for dozens of days to kill their spirit, especially the leader named Eliza."

"Yes."

The city lord flicked his sleeves, a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes: "You are just a candidate, you really think you are qualified to negotiate with Paradise City... If Mr. Sean comes back and sees that I can't even handle these things, will I still be the city lord?"

After thinking for a while, he called someone again: "Prepare the car, I'm going to the police station. There are some things that still need the police to follow the rules."

"Yes."

……

At night, bonfires were lit in the large camp outside the city. Due to the large number of candidates, a complete residential area had been formed outside the city. Even if there was a lot of noise, there was no need to worry about attacks from crazy beasts.

Moreover, because of the existence of Paradise City, the powerful crazy beasts in the surrounding area have been almost eliminated, so there is no need to worry.

By the campfire, Illya's team was chatting and bragging with other familiar people. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm, which was a scene Sean had not seen in many years.

"Could it be that the policies I implemented in Paradise City can really change the hearts of the residents in this area?"

Even though he saw it with his own eyes, Sean still found it a little unbelievable.

He implemented various policies in Paradise City, and his main purpose was to see whether the malice that people were born with would change under different living environments.

Now, it is more than just a change...

How long has it been?

Just now, Illya mentioned in the conversation that many of them came from the former Sin City - that place is basically an empty city now, but in the past, Sin City was more cruel and worse than Paradise City.

However, these people from Sin City only stayed outside Paradise City for a year or so before they began to live a friendlier and more orderly life.

"Now I think about the life I lived before. I schemed against others and was schemed against by others. I didn't dare to trust anyone... Oh, if only I had come to Paradise City earlier."

Listen to this. Listen to this.

What’s even more surprising is that it’s not just one or two people who are saying this, but many people feel the same way.

Even Sean couldn't understand it. It had only been less than two years since the renovation of Paradise City, and only about a year and a half since order was established outside the city. How could such a big change happen to the people living nearby?

This is much better than being in jail. Prodigal sons return to their rightful place every day. Besides, there were jails in Paradise before, but there were so many people in jail. They would go back to their old jobs the night they were released, only more cautious and cunning.

"What the hell, can the implementation of policies affect the magnetic field of this place or something?" Sean thought about it and was puzzled.

"Hey, uncle, what are you daydreaming about?" Illya shouted.

Sean looked at her thoughtfully, then smiled: "Just a little surprised."

Illya waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's normal. People who are new here are all weird."

She looked up at the dark sky with a calm smile on her face. "Many people, including me, were surprised when they first came here. Why did the way we lived before seem so out of place here? But after staying here for a long time, I found that living like this is really much easier than before."

She supported herself on the ground with the back of her hands and stretched them hard: "I'm also surprised. It's said that the temperament that has been cultivated for so many years is not so easy to change. However, after a long time, we found that it's not that we can't change, but whether we have the motivation to change."

Illya turned her head, her eyes sparkling: "Later we gradually discovered and reached a consensus. It turns out... we found the way forward. At the end of the road is hope and goal."