Tokyo, Shibuya District, Meiji Jingu Shrine.
At this time, the head of the Nagano family was excitedly making various phone calls. All members of the family, whether from the main family or branch families, were contacted and assigned corresponding positions to them.
At this time, this middle-aged man wearing glasses exuded vitality and was in a state of competition.
"Hey, are you my nephew? I've found a position for you in the cabinet. Just come over and take up the post."
"Is it Ito? Teacher, I can send you to the House of Representatives or the Senate, it's your choice."
"Are you Soichiro from the separated family? Stop being a detective. I can make you the Tokyo Police Chief, or you can even join the court..."
The head of the Nagano family kept looking at the vacant positions above, smiling from ear to ear.
The big tree in Baima's house collapsed, causing hundreds of positions to be vacated in the entire 11th District government agency in an instant.
As for these aristocratic families, they basically didn't sleep that day, and they were all trying their best to cram their own people into these positions.
Nagano Saki slowly came to his father's study and looked at the head of the Nagano family who was very happy and talking on the phone. While he was taking a short break, he said: "Father, there are a large number of pilgrims outside the door asking us to open the door. They want to open the door." Pray for blessings..."
She actually can't bear it. After all, the current situation in Tokyo is just like what was written in the history books when an 8-magnitude earthquake or tsunami occurred.
She felt that even if it was just a pretense, she should come out to help ordinary people at this time, and at least give them some spiritual sustenance and commitment.
Unexpectedly, the head of the Baima family said very decisively.
"No, the palace is closed. Now is the most critical moment. Asaki, you can also come over and try to take over the family affairs. There are 24 positions in the court here. You can arrange for other family members, or people who separate the family. When you enter the office, you must seize the remaining positions as soon as possible."
After speaking, he handed a job list to Nagano Saki, and then continued busy making the remaining phone calls.
"Father, don't we need to win over people's hearts?" Nagano Saki asked doubtfully.
She thought again of the girl named Asakura Yui becoming a watcher in front of her in the subspace. She didn't know whether it was jealousy or unwillingness. At that time, the girl was desperately trying to protect the injured people. .
At that moment, she clearly felt the rejection of her by the Watcher group, the sad barrier between people.
The Watchers would rather spend their time treating people who are destined to die than say even one more word to themselves.
Especially Qiao Shuya, he didn't even want to take a second look at himself, and he had a completely different attitude.
At this time, the head of the Baima family looked at his eldest daughter and said calmly: "It's not necessary. Reputation is useful, but it is also the easiest to get. We only need to donate a few million during this disaster. Then let the people in the journalism department we bought from Dongda University spread the word, and that will be fine. As for what those people want now, eldest daughter, you have to understand that the Baima family has fallen, and now is our most precious time. "
He seemed to be very serious about explaining to his daughter, word for word: "Have you ever heard of the old saying in District 2, which is called 'When a whale falls, all things come to life'?"
Nagano Saki nodded, then shook his head.
"Whales, especially blue whales, will produce whale explosions after they die, and then gradually sink to the bottom of the sea." The head of the White Horse family explained patiently,
"During this process, the whale's body will nourish everything in the entire ocean. Its flesh, blood, marrow, and everything will become a breeding ground for other creatures. If a whale sinks to the bottom of the sea, billions of creatures will benefit from that whale's body. Physically born.”
"And the Hakuba family is the whale that fell into the abyss." The head of the Nagano family said.
He didn't say the rest, but Nagano Saki also understood that the Nagano family were just hyenas eating corpses...
The positions left vacant by the collapse of the Baima family, the industries, groups, and clubs in the hands of the Baima family...
Now, they are all turned into corpses for other families to eat.
Nagano Saki looked at her father's appearance at this time, and she suddenly felt that a sad gap had arisen between herself and her father.
Just like the tragic gap that had arisen between the Watchers and her in the subspace, they became silent even when she interrupted.
She understood, she realized why it was almost impossible for people from aristocratic families to awaken and become watchers.
She recalled that every watcher she had ever met had an inexplicable belief in them, while people from aristocratic families like her only had interests, interests, and interests.
Nagano Saki felt enlightened and gradually understood everything.
I can't compare with them, I can't compare with them at all, whether it's Qiao Shuya's madness in chasing strange demons like crazy, or Yuan Zhi'ai's decisiveness in protecting all the students in the auditorium at the first moment of the disaster.
Or maybe it was just Asakura Yui's determination to save the wounded even when facing thousands of people.
She couldn't compare. She felt that she couldn't compare with them at all. In her soul, she suffered a complete defeat, which was ten thousand times more painful than the worst defeat of a dog.
Then can I give up everything I have now, break away from all the paths of the family, and then find a belief and start walking the path of a watcher again?
Nagano Saki didn't know that she was afraid.
Finally she looked at another pile of documents that had been thrown into the trash and asked, "What are those?"
"Those are mainly some of the loss-making projects of the Hakuba family, including some unfinished buildings, unfinished infrastructure projects, and industries that have been losing money for thousands of years. These are all useless things and there is no need to look at them." Nagano The head of the family said casually.
"I'd better appease the pilgrims, I can't handle it here." Nagano Saki bowed and left.
She took out the "Shingong Yushou" wholesaled from Yiwu in District 2, with the words "Safe entry and exit" written on it in ancient Chinese.
This kind of guardian imported from District 2 only costs one 1-person coin. In the past, at Meiji Shrine, they would only give such a guardian to pilgrims after praying for more than 1,000 yuan.
But today, she decided to take out the guards she imported last time and give them to the pilgrims at the door, even if they were just for comfort.
"Miko Haruna, and the priest, let's go out together and distribute these guards to the pilgrims outside the door." Nagano Saki said.
"Ah, Lord Palace Secretary, how much prayer money do we need to set to obtain this guardian?" the witch asked.
"There is no need for prayer money. Even if the pilgrim wants to give it, the maximum is no more than 5 yen." Nagano Saki sighed.
In the 11th District dialect, 5 yuan means "bonding".
"Should we talk to the head of the family?" the priest asked.
"No, I have the greatest say here now." Nagano Saki replied coldly.
She no longer wanted to stay in this home. Today he finally realized the gap between himself and the Watchers.
She knew that her father was for the benefit of the Nagano family.
but……
"Short-sighted and unambitious. Structure and vision may be the reason why we can only live in a corner of our lives." She thought to herself.
At the head of the Nagano family, he made another phone call: "Hey, please arrange the money we donated so that the people from the journalism department of Tokyo University can praise and publicize it. By the way, if you can get us This group of people who donate must either be people trained by our Nagano family, or they must sign a contract with the Nagano family..."
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Tokyo, Watchmen Association.
Uncle Li was drinking coffee with dark circles under his eyes. He had not slept for forty hours.
"President Li, the first batch of supplies from the People's Federation has arrived. District 2 mainly sent hybrid rice and instant noodles. District 3 mainly sent potatoes and corn. District 1 also sent a batch of supplies from Alaska. The fresh water on large cargo ships is basically frozen inventory," the secretary said.
The supplies sent from Districts 4 and 5 are still on the way, after all, they are quite far apart.
Uncle Li nodded. The People's Union responded quickly. He also breathed a sigh of relief and walked downstairs to look at the inventory. Among them, the supplies in area 2 were the most solid.
He saw the rice in the inventory with the words "relief supplies" printed on it.
Uncle Li said: "On a town-by-town basis, distribute these supplies in batches to Tokyo's town councils (similar to neighborhood offices), and call some rested watchmen to come over and help. There are a lot of supplies... "
Uncle Li felt tired. Why did he need to worry about even small things like disaster relief here? What on earth was the entire disaster prevention and rescue team in District 11 doing?
Then, he opened the warehouse door and allowed the supplies to gradually flow into the entire District 11.
At this time, he saw a familiar jeep, but Qiao Shuya and the others were not in the car. Instead, only Lao Chen staggered out of the driver's seat, pouting, as if he had not yet The look of waking up.
"Ah, Uncle Li, Uncle Li, I'm here to help." Lao Chen saw Uncle Li with dark circles under his eyes and walked over, shaking his bear paw.
Uncle Li smelled a big smell of chili sauce when the panda opened its mouth. He said very speechlessly: "Ah Qiao and his little apprentice?"
"They, they said they have lost their way in life." Lao Chen said, "The two of them seemed to be discussing something big..."
…
"I forgot that the current Prime Minister has become a mature man a long time ago. He is so hot that he is already mature." Qiao Shuya was wearing a strange mask on his face at this time, which looked like the word "东" written in Chinese characters.
"Be more virtuous, he is already dead." A short girl with a sparrow mask on her face returned from the other side.
"The Prime Minister himself doesn't have any objections. He has the ability to reincarnate and confront me?" Qiao Shuya replied and looked at the Tokyo Disaster Prevention and Rescue Organization. What on earth is this thing doing?
At this time, Qiao Shuya and Yuan Zhiai took advantage of the night to sneak to the Tokyo Disaster Prevention Office to see if they were working well.
Instead of doing a good job of post-disaster reconstruction, Tokyo was left in chaos.
I was originally planning to sneak into the cabinet to kill the Prime Minister to cheer up, but suddenly I remembered that the Prime Minister was already dead.
Then we can only hire a minister from the Disaster Prevention Office to help.
At this time, Qiao Shuya did not wear the common fox head mask on his face, but an "East Wind" card, while Yuan Zhaiai wore a Yao Que mask on his face, also called Yao Chicken in some places.
"How are you going to solve the problem?" Yuan Zhi'ai felt that he was stupid for coming here to accompany his master to cause trouble here.
"Kill..." Qiao Shuya just replied calmly.
"What if it's just corruption and malfeasance?" Yuan Zhiai asked.
"kill."
"Then what if more people within the disaster prevention office die?" Yuan Zhiai asked again.
"kill."
"So it's just the extremists who intercepted the relief supplies?"
"kill."
Qiao Shuya's answer always had only one word.
"There is nothing that can't be solved by killing the person with the problem. If there is, then kill their whole family." Qiao Shuya continued to add.
"Are you a little extreme?" Yuan Zhi'ai complained speechlessly.
"If all I encounter when I go out are normal disaster relief and the like, then I won't be extreme, right." Qiao Shuya spread his hands.
However, Yuan Zhi'ai didn't say anything more. After all, they came here to cause trouble. With these two people here, it would be difficult to deal with it without killing a minister or something.
She also looked around when she went out, and all she could say was "What the hell are these losers from District 11 doing?"
This reflects the mentality of these people.
The aristocratic families are all frantically competing for the benefits freed up after the destruction of the White Horse family, and most of the ordinary watchers are like "I sympathize with you but I can't change the situation. I can only donate some money to help you tide over the situation." People’s mentality of “getting through the difficulties”.
The Watchmen Association is where I temporarily assist in disaster relief, distribute supplies, and do my best, but it doesn't have much effect. Even the association doesn't know that these supplies have not been delivered to ordinary people at all.
As for Qiao Shuya?
His mentality is "kill kill kill kill kill kill rape"!
Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand! There is nothing that cannot be solved by the collapse of the prime minister. If it cannot be solved, then destroy the minister as well.
And Qiao Shuya found the real estate of the Baima family, and then discovered the big problem.
The pre-sale system of houses in District 11 is that they can be sold after the foundation is laid. In other words, when the foundation of a residential property is laid, a sales department can be set up to start selling houses.
The Hakuba family owns more than a dozen real estate companies, among which there are about a dozen properties or towns that are being built. The best of them have just been topped out, and the worst of them have just been laid.
However, 90% of these houses have been sold and are waiting for the subsequent construction of Baima Family.
However, with the destruction of the Baima family, those houses and tens of thousands of households became victims of unfinished buildings. Their houses were not completed, but they had to continue to pay off their debts.
At this point in time, it is impossible for any other family to be crazy enough to take over this project that has no profit and is a pure loss.
As for the 11th district government? Now playing dead at a press conference, several cabinet ministers bowed deeply in front of a crowd of reporters and shouted "red bean paste smi masai".
Then there is no more.
I don’t care about the disaster relief work in Tokyo, I don’t care about the supplies, I don’t care about the prices. I just bowed and apologized.
Still bowing and apologizing to reporters.
After bowing, pat your butt and act as if nothing happened.
This is still the case throughout Tokyo.
Qiao Shuya was speechless, but finally reminded him.
"Yao Que, our password needs to be changed. Don't reveal your identity by opening your mouth. From now on, you call me Brother Dongfeng, and I'll call you Yao Que." Qiao Shuya reminded the young apprentice who came to join in the trouble.
"And after the task is completed, we don't want to say things like 'The wind is tight and the wind is blowing', you can say 'Brother Dongfeng did a good job'! Do you understand?" Qiao Shuya turned his head, with that look on his face The mask with the character "东" in it is particularly ugly.
"Where does this crazy code come from!" Yuan Zhi loved to complain.
(End of chapter)
