"It's finally here?"

Standing on the terrace, looking at the black figure in the distance, Jenn couldn't help but sneer.

"Enoa, how's the investigation going?"

"It's done, master."

Hearing Jenn's inquiry, Enoa immediately answered.

"According to the survey of the pro-guards, most of the people who participated in the march this time were third-generation immigrants who came to Passus, accounting for more than eighty percent of the total, and some came to Passus not long ago."

"I see."

Hearing this, Jenn narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The composition of the people of Passus is actually a very complex matter, strictly speaking, the entire inhabitants of Passus can be divided into three generations. The first generation were the inhabitants of Passus, who had lived here since before Jenn acquired Passus, and after Jenn became the lord of Passus, they naturally became Jenn's people. However, these people are the least numerous, and they add up to no more than a hundred. And their loyalty to Jenn is also the highest, after all, only these people can deeply understand how Passus has become what he is now, so they are also loyal to Jenn.

The second generation is the refugees who came to Passus to escape the war between the Skar Federation and the Shining Gold Empire until the civil war between the North and South of the Skar Federation. Their loyalty to Jenn is second only to that of the first generation of residents, but not low. After all, during that period of war, only Passus itself was a pure land that had not been invaded by the flames of war, so many refugees poured into Passus at that time, obtained protection from Jenn, and offered to provide services for their lords. And these refugees also form the main part of the city of New Passus, and they are the most numerous. Nor is his loyalty to Jenn much lower than that of the natives. In addition, when the refugees gathered, they also made trouble a few times, and they were ruthlessly exterminated by Jenn's people, so they were also quite in awe of this lord who didn't show up much on weekdays.

As for the third generation, Jenn migrated after the city of Passus was built. They were the latest to come to the city of Passus, so they basically had no direct impression of the lord of Passus. But Jenn was well aware that many of these people were quite dissatisfied with him. Because the city of Passus has a strict system of access, in short, everyone in the city of Passus has their own identification. Only those who work in the city of Passus are eligible to settle down here and own their own house and property. And those who want to come here without a job will either pay a large sum of money to pay for the relocation or will have to leave. It was Jenn's habit to not have idlers in Passus, and during the expansion of the new city, the second generation of refugees had taken up almost 80 percent of the jobs in Passus. Therefore, for the third generation, it is actually difficult for them to gain something, and even if they find a job, they are generally the lowest kind.

However, Jenn didn't particularly care about this, he remembered that in his world, a certain sociologist once put forward a theory that the best social model in a society is the jujube nuclear type. This is followed by the pyramid type, and the worst is the dumbbell type. But it doesn't matter what kind of social model. It is impossible to ignore the fact that there will inevitably be poor people in themselves. Poverty eradication is just a slogan, and no amount of welfare can eradicate the existence of poverty, no matter what doctrine it is. Even if all conditions are the same, some people are just inferior to others, which is determined by innate factors such as personality and appearance. So a wise ruler doesn't mean that everyone should have meat to eat. As long as he can ensure that ninety-nine out of every hundred people can eat chicken, duck and fish, then he doesn't need to worry about whether the remaining one is hungry and gnaws grass roots or loess. If you have that time to care about that one percent, it's better to focus on the next hundred. Strive to make meat available to ninety-nine of them. After all, there must be a reason why others can eat meat and he can't, which is like poverty alleviation, where organizations bring funds and policies. Some villages have made a fortune from this. In some villages, the funds are spent, and then they continue to lie at the door with a wipe of their mouths, crying and complaining about the society, begging for reassurance, and hoping for assistance.

Of course, if it were a modern society, with the help of developed information media, the 1% who were starved to death would naturally cry louder than anyone else, but it is a pity that it ...............

With his arms folded and looking at the crowd in the distance, Jenn snorted coldly.

There is no media, no TV station, no FB and no turtles, even if a group of lost dogs shout loudly, what's the use? According to Enoa's statistics, the entire city of Passus currently has a resident population of more than 10,000 people, and it is difficult to say whether there are 500 people in this group at the moment.

But......... Affecting the appearance of the city is also a trouble, but Jenn plans to build his city into a civilized city on the mainland, if this group of wild dogs run around and bark, then the advanced collectives and advanced individuals in his dreams will be all in vain.

"Alright, Enoa, it's time to do it."

After watching the procession chanting slogans, Jenn snorted coldly, then he turned around and hugged Tinidel who was standing next to him, and gave an order to Enoia.

"Remember, I'm going to see their bodies hanging from the street lamps before sunset, and there won't be a single one left."

"Yes, master, please leave it to me."

Hearing Jenn's order, Enoa replied with a smile, and then she turned her head away, glanced at the chaotic scene in the distance, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I can guarantee that you will enjoy an interesting drama."

Crowds.

Walking down the street, Daleen clenched his fists excitedly, raised his right hand in the air, shouted slogans, and led the others forward. His face flushed, but not from nervousness, but from excitement. He had been coming to Passus from Greenlands for several months, and when he heard the rumors about the city of Passus at Daleon, he immediately fell in love with the beautiful city. In Dai Leen's view, if he can live in such a city, he will definitely make others envious. That's why he came to Passus, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to live a better life. Originally, Dai Leen thought that the lord would definitely need a lot of manpower in such a city, and he only needed a few more words of flattery. If you say a little more good things, you will definitely be able to get into the hands of that lord and get a good job. But what Dai Leen didn't expect at all was that this lord didn't need any manpower at all. There was no intention of recruiting anyone, which made Daleen dumbfounded, and he had been walking around the city of Passus for days, always trying to get a little easier. And a job that makes money. But it is a pity that the whole city of Passus has already had a master of such work. And Dai Leen himself was not used to doing those heavy physical work. He used to be in charge of wiping dishes in a tavern, but he was kicked out by the owner because he liked to be lazy and stole the collection of the tavern. After that, Dai Leen found another job in charge of delivering goods in the Chamber of Commerce, but this time he had only been working for less than ten days before he was caught by his boss and sent to the security team -- enriching his own pockets was an illegal act, and naturally he was punished.

After spending more than ten days in prison. Dai Leen was released again, but at the moment he still did not give up. In Dai Leen's opinion, he did nothing wrong at all. With his ability, he should not deign to do such shitty work at all! What's wrong with the tavern owner who slammed the door, and stole a few sips of his wine? I cleaned up in the tavern every night, washed the dishes, and done so many things, didn't I still give a drink? And that hateful businessman. The work of delivering goods is so tiring that he only gives him one silver coin every day. Isn't he allowed to collect some "reasonable" remuneration for his own labor?

These damn bastards!!

The street-wandering Dai Leen felt angry every time he thought about this, and in his opinion, with his ability, he should be able to get a better job. But those guys look down on people and always tell themselves to do the rough work. When you heard it, you wouldn't dare to mock him? Harvesting wheat? Resisting shipments? Is this kind of menial work what he should do?

In Deleen's opinion. He should be dressed in brocade clothes, follow the side of some nobleman, and run forward and backward for him. This is the life I want, not like a leper dog like I am now......... Damn it. This damn city, this damn world!!

It was at this time that the wandering streets met several people who called themselves "messengers of freedom" and began to promote their ideas to him. At first, Dai Leen did not take the crazy words of those people to heart, but when he heard that these people were actually going to incite the people to march against the tyranny of the lord, his eyes suddenly lit up.

yes, isn't that a good opportunity?

The high lord didn't know how good he was, and since that was the case, he forced him to see if he could become the leader among these people, and then lead them to block the lord's door. At that time, that guy will definitely turn pale with fright, maybe at that time, he will agree to whatever he asks...... This is a good opportunity, and by the way, I heard that there are many beautiful women in the lord's manor. These women must have been plundered by him, and it was necessary for him to liberate them. If only he could save those beautiful girls from the clutches of that hateful lord, might he even get the heart of one of them?

By the way, at that time, he's going to go to that damn merchant again, and that tavern owner, who treated himself like a slave and dared to make him do that kind of damn shitty job, and these bastards will have to pay the price!! At that point, I'm going to smash their shop and see if he can still stand tall!! By the way, and the shopkeeper's daughter, every time she looks at herself, it's like she's looking at something dirty......... Hmph, wait, I'll get it back!! When I press you on the bed, I see if you dare to defy me anymore!!

Thinking of this, Dai Leen became more and more excited, and he raised his right hand again and shouted.

"We want to be free!! We want dignity!! We don't want war!! This is our territory and it is up to us to decide its fate!! ”

"We want to be free!! We want dignity!! We don't want war!! Against tyranny!! ”

Along with Dai Leen's shout, the young men behind him also raised their right hands and shouted loudly. In this way, they walked through street after street, led by the guide in front of them, in the direction of the lord's manor in the middle of the city. Looking at this scene, watching hundreds of people following behind him, responding to his call, Dai Leen's whole body trembled with excitement, at this moment, he felt as if he had really become a hero against tyranny, and this was his duty!!

Thinking of this, Dai Leen clenched his fists more and more excitedly, and he could almost imagine the abominable lord's panicked expression.

And at this time, the "guide" in front of him stopped.

What happened? Seeing this scene, Dai Leen was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked forward, and then, he was stunned for a moment.

I saw that on the street in front of everyone, dozens of heavily armed cavalrymen were lined up, blocking everyone's way, they were wearing silver-white gorgeous armor, holding a silver knight's spear in their hands, and they pointed straight ahead -- the sharp and sharp tip was aimed at the crowd in front of them, reflecting the cold brilliance of inorganic matter in the sunlight.

And just then, a voice rang out.

"What you have done has violated the laws of the city of Passus, and on the orders of your lordship, I ask you to disband and leave here immediately."

With this crisp and beautiful voice, Enoa's figure appeared leisurely in front of everyone.

"If anyone resists and refuses to comply, he will be killed." (To be continued.) )