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Chapter 343 342. Wealth, prestige and power! Want it? I dropped them off at Fight Club, go get them!

"Master Maxim is so defensive! He's so unreasonable, but I like him so much!"

At this time, the girls hiding in the garden of Maxim's temporary office saw with their own eyes the entire conversation between Maxim and the Yankee officer.

After seeing the latter staggering away with his face turning pale from fright, Xiao Weiming was the first to jump out, waving his fist and saying:

"I declare that I am now a glorious Transian barbarian!"

"You? You are at most a shrunken adolescent monkey version of a savage."

Lumina also stood up from the garden, easily suppressing the incompetent and furious dwarf gunman with her left hand. She looked at the criminals who were tied to the gallows and dancing in the wind with some trepidation, and whispered:

"This Maxim is so ruthless! Except for the few guys who were 'chopped' by Ashina's bullets, when we brought the remaining scum who had surrendered and begged for mercy, they were still breathing.

I thought they would be severely punished, but it turned out that I thought too much and they were all hanged by vampires.

There wasn't even a proper trial. "

"Are you too stupid to live in a civilized world? You don't even know what the environment is like here. What kind of trial is needed?"

Sister Pomegranate next to her curled her lips and said:

"These thugs broke into our station with knives and injured people. Who dares to do such a thing in Scarlet Castle? This is Maxim here. If it is Mr. Murphy, I guess these bastards can't even do it." Don't even think about leaving any corpses, and his astral summons can also have a full meal tonight.

Although the Administrative Office has never come up with a law, it is obvious that both Lord Murphy and Archon Miriam are the kind of ruthless characters who will do whatever it takes to maintain order.

And let me be honest, as far as the "harsh work" done by the Yankees this time is concerned, if we don't come up with some tough measures, the more than two thousand criminals alone can bring down the newly stabilized Transia. Stir it up. "

"Yeah, referring to Big Brother's practice of organizing the residents of the Gulag Hotel into a punishment camp during World War II, I think Maxim's handling was not only ok but also full of general style.

Perhaps this was ordered by Lord Murphy? "

Mrs. Shui stood beside the three of them holding her scythe. She whispered:

"I still feel guilty because I caused all this. I didn't expect that all of this was also calculated by the NPCs. I guess even if there were no 'random events' today, Maxim would definitely Finding an excuse to cause serious trouble for these Yankee criminals is probably equivalent to a 'killing stick'?"

"You're still talking about it."

Sister Pomegranate put her hand on Mrs. Shui's shoulder in dissatisfaction, and she said in a serious tone:

"As the weakest link in our small team, can you find someone to accompany you every time you go out? Also, when will your Black Iron Trial be held?"

"We're getting ready, don't rush it."

Mrs. Shui put on a pitiful face and said:

"But I'm really not good at fighting. Challenging elites sounds scary."

"Yes, for an Avalon priest who can use his seductive eyes to seduce humans and control four burly men in the blink of an eye, this challenge is really 'scary' enough."

Sister Pomegranate said in a long voice:

"No more delay!

Go through the trial as soon as you go back this time. I see that your physique attracts bees and butterflies. This kind of thing will happen more often in the game in the future. I don’t want anything to happen one day. I don’t want to see a raging rich man who loves his wife and has hundreds of bodyguards blocking my door.”

"Women's mouth."

Mrs. Shui shrugged and no longer resisted the matter.

The four of them left Maxim's temporary office in the dark, and soon escorted the carriage and the Transian exiles summoned by the Battaxin Chamber of Commerce to leave Battaxin City and move towards the Scarlet Castle.

This is the first time to explore the road. If all goes well, Ms. Palian will soon mobilize the power of the Chamber of Commerce to start recruiting exiles back home in the Kafhoka area.

For the Silver Moon Pride Group, their connection with this matter has ended here, but the ripples caused by Lady Water have only just begun to ferment. At least in the eyes of Maxim, who was appointed by Murphy to be solely responsible for receiving prisoners, this matter is far from over.

He returned to his office, and when he opened the door, he saw Mr. Murphy and Mr. Kudel, who had come all the way from Xi Ke, sitting on the chairs in the office, waiting for him.

The Loyalist immediately straightened up and greeted His Excellency the Governor.

Murphy waved his hand. He glanced down from the window at the corpses of the thugs hanging on the gallows in the backyard, then looked at Maxim and said:

"I hurriedly hurriedly, but I still didn't catch the first wave of the conflict. But since you have made a decision, I guess you must have a full set of methods to deal with it. Let's talk about it."

"Yes, Master."

Maxim returned to the desk, took a look at the plan he had made in his hand, sorted out his words, and said to Murphy:

"Although the Yankees mixed criminals among the prisoners and handed them over to us, I realized that my understanding of the moral bottom line of the officials under Wolf Girl was still too high, but this does not affect me from continuing my thoughts. .

I plan to divide this group of prisoners first.

Armed blood servants are a labor force that we can use with confidence. I will have a formal conversation with those blood servants. If they are willing to be used by the clan, then I will arrange a way out for them.

Whether it is the collective farm, the arsenal under construction in the Under Armor Hills, or even the recruitment of new soldiers for the Cadman People's Army, you can choose from them.

Those remaining Yankee thugs are not the workforce we need!

We don't have that much time to correct their minds, and we can't place them close to cities and farms without causing trouble, so I plan to throw them directly into the Dark Baron.

There they would begin digging a line of defense facing the filthy swamp.

There are still more than four months before the Black Disaster arrives. If they are not lazy and combined with the rapid construction techniques developed by the Mason Brotherhood, we can have a solid line of defense before the war breaks out. "

"So, you plan to use them as cannon fodder? It's a very careful consideration, but it's too mediocre."

Murphy nodded and commented:

"I heard a quote from my fellow warriors, they would joke that even a pair of used underwear or a piece of toilet paper has its own value. Mark, you can't judge these thugs just because they are criminals and scum. Ignore some of the 'glitters' hidden in them that can be used by us.

The Scarlet Keep is a city we built together, and the rules there are basic laws that were unanimously adopted by everyone. Transia will open its arms to anyone who is not welcome.

So my idea is that maybe we can give these thugs, who have been thrown away like trash by their own country, a chance to be human again. "

The vampire governor looked at Maxim and said:

"Even if they cannot be allowed to join the army and official organizations, places like the Blood Rat Gang and Fight Club will always need these people who wander in the gray area. We may be able to set up a net to bring this group of scum into Anyone with a bit of skill can 'catch' it.

Then throw the remaining tasteless guys into the swamp and let them dig holes with the kobolds being sent there by Hogg.

They will use labor to reform their skewed lives, and use their blood and sweat to repay the mistakes they made before.

I know this will increase your workload, but we really need to find some talents who can stand alone. "

"I am willing to be responsible for the advancement of this matter, Master."

Maxim immediately replied:

"But how do we give those thugs a chance? We don't have enough manpower to screen their origins and backgrounds, and Adele's intelligence agency has only just been established."

"No need for such complicated screening, Mark."

Kudel, who was standing by the window, turned around and said to Maxim:

"The situation of the mob sent by the Yankees is as bad as it can get. In this situation, anyone who wants to escape from the gloomy future will try their best to chase any light that appears in front of them. So you only need to come up with a selection criterion , those who have the ability will jump out on their own.

As for those who are capable but unwilling to come forward in this situation, they either have serious evil intentions, or they have completely lost hope in life and do not care about changes in the external situation.

Neither of these two types of people can be used by us. It is the best choice to arrange them to burn ashes on the construction site to redeem themselves. "

"I probably understand."

Maxim quickly wrote down this suggestion in his notebook.

He thought for a moment and said to Murphy and Kudel:

"So, I will give those bastards a chance to prove their worth. As long as they can win more than three times in the fight club, then they can temporarily get rid of their criminal past and truly join us as facilitators against the underworld." disaster prevention work.

They firmly believe that they are good at talking with their fists, so I will give them this chance! This way, those guys won't lose all hope and cause trouble on the construction site.

Through this selection ceremony, those bastards can also know the rules of Transia. This land will not let down those who have real ability!

We can even make this selection system a long-term solution! "

Maxim seemed to be inspired. He closed his notebook and said to Murphy and Kudel who were looking at him:

"First throw all those thugs into the construction site, but then hold a 'fighter selection competition' twice a month, so that when the black disaster breaks out, all the available ones among them will be picked up after 8-9 selections. rise.

When the Plantagenet Kingdom sends back the remaining 10,000 blood servants, we can continue this system.

Then use the administrative office’s set of ‘labor points’ that are still in use today to restrict it! Give the remaining prisoners who cannot become warriors a long-term hope and set them free once they reach a certain point limit.

This will not only ensure their enthusiasm for labor, but also allow your kindness and majesty to penetrate into their sinful hearts. Even the most demanding Blood Knight cannot accuse our Blood Eagle Clan of being ruthless and careless in front of this system.

Using labor to match punishment may be a good way to punish crime. "

"Very good, I'm very satisfied with the plan you proposed. Let's move forward according to your ideas.

I will submit this set of management methods you have realized to Professor Malcolm. I believe he will also praise your wisdom and sigh that you really learned something from the history lessons he gave you. "

Murphy stood up and patted Maxim on the shoulder. He said in a deep voice:

"I've seen your progress, Mark, keep up this momentum, and you'll be able to stand alone soon. But there's one last question.

A sense of ceremony!

We have been emphasizing the sense of ritual. "

The vampire lord took out a folded note from his arms and put it into Maxim's hand. He said:

"I've already prepared it for you. Just read it from the script in a moment."

Maxim glanced at the words on the note.

He showed a rather strange expression. Well, this can be regarded as a little bit of bad taste from Mr. Murphy.

——

At nearly midnight, the Yankee soldiers responsible for escorting prisoners and prisoners evacuated early from the temporary military camp outside Batasin City, which immediately aroused the curiosity of more than 6,500 people in the large camp.

After repeated trials, many prisoners felt that they had reached freedom, so they yelled and prepared to escape from the camp and find a good place near Transia to "return to their old jobs."

But more people did not move.

Especially the armed blood servants who once belonged to the Blood Eagle Clan, they are completely different from these criminals. Even if there are no more watchers, these blood servants who were sent back to their hometown from the bitter cold land of the wilderness are not. Make a big fuss.

They stayed in their assigned temporary barracks in silence, praying to midnight and preparing to accept their fate.

Soon, there were screams one after another around the camp, and the crackle of musket fire was so terrifying in the dark night, making the prisoners who did not escape the camp immediately feel frightened.

They finally knew that the Yankees' evacuation did not mean the coming of freedom!

The cunning Transians have made preparations in advance, and these ruthless killings taking place at night are the first step to scare the monkeys.

But to their surprise, not all criminals who voluntarily left the camp were killed.

Only a few actually fail.

The remaining ones retreated to the camp under the pressure of the vampires' mysterious hunting and the bullets of the People's Army veterans. Those frightened guys gathered together, and then the psionic master threw a dazzling light high into the night. under.

In the horrified gaze of the prisoners, Maxim, wearing heavy armor, holding several heads, appeared in front of them in the background of a hundred capable veterans advancing in a row.

"Article 13 of the Wartime Management Regulations of the Cadman People's Army. Any soldier who leaves the camp without permission from his superiors will be regarded as a deserter! Transia has always killed deserters without mercy!"

Maxim's deep voice echoed in the dark night, and it seemed very oppressive when paired with the bleeding head in his hand.

This movement also caused many Yankee prisoners hiding in the barracks to poke their heads out and take a look. They were all concerned about how they would be treated in a foreign land.

Most of these prisoners were in line with Maxim's understanding of criminals, and they had an aura that made people uncomfortable and unwilling to approach them. However, his vampire senses made him notice that among those secretly observing, there were indeed Some people have a very obscure aura.

There were even a few that made him feel pinprick pressure.

"Master Murphy is right! There are indeed big fish hidden in these guys."

Mark narrowed his eyes, but he ignored the prying eyes and continued to announce loudly:

"My name is Maxim! I am Baron Lim of the Viceroyalty of Transia and the supreme commander of the Cadman People's Army. I will be responsible for receiving and managing you. Please understand that from this moment on, you Your life and death will be in my hands!

So I hope you'll give me the respect I deserve and listen patiently to what I'm about to tell you.

As part of the Nordtov Kingdom's agreement to assist Transia's war preparations, you will be sent as a basic labor force to build war fortifications on the frontline of the Filthy Swamp.

According to the current terms set by the Scarlet Fort Administration Office, each of you needs to accumulate 5,000 labor points in your work before you can be pardoned and gain freedom.

You don’t have to worry about what 5,000 labor points means to you. Someone will naturally explain it to you after arriving at the fortification location.

Now I want to announce to you another piece of news that is closely related to the fate of you scumbags!

You'd better all listen to me! "

Mark emphasized his voice and said:

“The only concept I came here specifically to convey to you scum with blood and death tonight is this. The Viceroyalty of Transia will open its arms to all those who have the ability and value.

We never care who you were in the past, we only care about who you want to be in the future!

The ground under your feet represents death and rebirth, the end and the starting point. The only difference is how you want to spend the rest of your meaningless life.

Wealth, power, status or respect from others, no matter what you scumbags want, you can find it in Transia.

Governor Murphy has placed all the things you are chasing and longing for in a place called the Fight Club. As long as you can get there with your own fists, you can make a clean break with your failed life in the past.

But I hope you're ready.

The weak and cowards will not survive long on this earth!

So be it!

I have no interest in telling you more. Now go back to your barracks. Someone will lead you to where you should go at dawn.

Of course, you can also try to escape. "

Maxim paused and said in a louder voice that could be heard by almost everyone in the barracks:

"As long as you think you are lucky enough to escape from the territory of the Blood Eagle Clan! Poor bastards, give it a try, I will be happy to play this 'lose or die' game with you."

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