After listening to Valeela's speech, Makarov felt a little complicated.
He had an indescribable feeling that was both good and bad at the same time——
On the one hand, he felt that he had a lot of ideas and understandings, all of which were pointed out by Mr. Lexa in concise and clear language, giving him a sense of clarity and clarity;
On the other hand, he also heard a strong sense of utilitarianism in his husband's language. This was not wrong, but there was always a sense of disappointment that his expectations were shattered and his bright light was covered with dust.
So, after he finished speaking, he kind of wanted to ask.
Fortunately, Mr. Lexa's immediate concession made him regain his confidence in Mr. Lexa.
Makarov temporarily put aside his doubts and glanced at the big and small bosses around the long table. Seeing their obviously moved expressions, his heart moved, and his admiration for Mr. Lexa rose again——
The husband is not using his ideals to achieve his goals, but he has found ways to realize his ideals, made slight compromises, and won more allies who strive for his ideals.
"Unity is strength"... Yes, everyone has their own life. After all, pure idealists are in the minority. Only by using interests can we unite more people more easily and more closely... Well, it's just that there is a need in the middle. Grasp a suitable degree.
[In view of the general environment,
With this understanding in his heart, Makarov coughed lightly and restarted the issue:
"Everyone, after listening to the wonderful speech just now, have you changed your mind?"
"Of course," Kirk was the first to reply, "Mr. Lexa is right, I changed my mind."
He didn't believe that Valeera's concession was sincere, and he understood Valeera's abilities better than anyone else. It was obviously much better to take the initiative than to submit under pressure.
…
After some time, the voting ends.
Makarov passed unanimously and obtained the leadership of the "Workers' Union Party".
Obviously, even if Valeera emphasized her words and retreated to a dark corner, the people present would not really ignore her presence.
What's more, her speech has already resonated strongly with peripheral members.
Originally, they could only hope that the leader above them would win, receive some minor benefits, and their income might increase slightly, but more importantly, they would ensure that they would not be eliminated... But after Valeela's speech, they Just understand, if Makarov wins, there will be no elimination, everyone will be the winner.
This was indeed the case with the final distribution of benefits agreed upon at the long table.
Originally, the winning faction of leaders would account for more than half of the income, but now... From the perspective of profit distribution, the income of all factions is only equal to that of the original loser, including Makarov's group of leaders.
As for the extra income——
Reducing the commission for workers accounts for more than half, and the rest is spent on "unity of strength."
…
Workers' Union Tavern.
After the voting meeting, there was a pre-arranged celebration reception. Although the drinks and food were quite ordinary, the atmosphere was much higher than most people expected.
Valeela declined the invitation to sit at the long table in the center, drank a glass of beer, said a few words, and left the tavern early——
She did not want to steal Makarov's limelight and affect his leader's prestige. At the same time, she was also using her actions to show that she had no intention of using the "Workers' Union Party" to develop power.
However, this behavior earned her even more admiration.
When Valeela pushed the door open and went out, the tavern erupted with more and more uniform slogans to see her leaving.
…
More than half an hour later, surrounded by a group of people, Makarov and Burton left the tavern, exchanged words on the street for a while, and then left with their two "bodyguards."
They walked all the way to the edge of the East District, got into a taxi, and met "Paul"
Dart" respectively.
Tap tap tap.
After the carriage drove a short distance, it stopped at the roadside.
Burton, who was already an Extraordinary, was naturally more alert than Makarov, but his reaction was still a beat slow. Before he could ask the question, the carriage door was opened from the outside.
"Huh, it turns out to be Mr. Lexa."
After seeing the identity of the visitor, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Um."
Valeera nodded, sat in the coachman's seat, and continued:
“I still have something to do, so I’ll keep the story short.
"The position of leader is not easy to sit in, especially for those of you with shallow foundations, and there are also security issues... Well, but for some reasons, it is not convenient for me to show up for a long time. You may not be able to find me when needed. .
"I have a friend, "Arbiter" Hugh Dilcha. You should have heard of it. This is her contact information. If you need it, you can go and ask for help. "
With that said, Valeela handed over the note written in advance——
She has already said hello, and is already a Sequence 8 "sheriff". She has also hooked up with Xio, who is on the outside of "MI9". She is also willing to take the dock area as her "jurisdiction" and provide a certain degree of help and Protect.
Of course, she will definitely still appear as a neutral and impartial "arbiter".
"Burton, there are some things that you have to help Makarov take on more of." Of course, Valeela was mainly referring to supernatural matters.
She believed that Burton could understand what she meant, so after saying this, without waiting for a reply, she helped up the coachman who was lying next to her, jumped out of the carriage, turned into the blind spot of the carriage and left the two of them.
"Well."
The driver snorted and put his hand on his forehead to wake up.
…
After staying away from the two new leaders of the "Workers' Alliance Party", Valeela found a hidden place and prepared to conduct an experiment that she had not been able to complete the day before——
"Translocation" through self-portraits.
To be honest, before verifying it herself, she really wasn't convinced that her perception of the "real image" of the self-portrait could span such a long distance between the east and west districts of Backlund.
But this is close to the limit.
When she was in the dock area, she only had the direction of Mohu to perceive the "real shadow" she left in her residence in the West District, and lost the ability to interfere independently;
After returning to the bridge area, she regained the ability to connect with the "real shadow" senses and regained the prerequisites for activating the "translocation" ability.
Valeela raised her left hand, closed her eyes, and slowly clenched her fist while sensing.
As the ability was activated, she had a very familiar feeling of sublimation. Her consciousness seemed to be lifted to unknown heights. The perception of her body and "real shadow" were synchronized, giving her the illusion of being in two places at the same time.
Valeera's fisted left hand gently pulled down.
Wave.
Her body was dark for a moment, and then disappeared silently like a bubble.
In Valeela's consciousness, when she determined where she should appear, she felt her consciousness suddenly sink. When she opened her eyes again, she had already appeared in the bedroom of her residence.
She moved directly from the Bridge District to the West District.
