Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Since you are a partner of Her Highness Anastasia, there is no need for so many etiquette."

"Yes, then I presume."

Standing up straight from the posture of bowing and saluting, Chen Mo increased his volume and shouted: "Ram!"

--squeak

Following Chen Mo's call, the hall door slowly opened inward, and the pink-haired girl in a light red dress and short skirt stepped onto the red velvet carpet from outside the door. In an instant, all eyes in the hall were focused on the girl.

Facing everyone's attention, the girl walked slowly to Chen Mo's side, and then handed over a piece of folded white cloth to him.

"Thank you, Ram."

"As long as I can help Mr...."

Looking at Ram's cheeks flushed because of nervousness, Chen Mo sideways blocked her behind, and faced the curious eyes of everyone in the hall alone. shake off.

On the pure white cloth, the dazzling red is connected into one piece.

"Slums, a total of [-] people, a joint petition, hereby submit!"

The military training is over, and the update is resumed, so everyone has been waiting for a long time

Chapter 36 Xing Bangduo Industry Since Ancient Times

The clean white cloth shook into a long chain in mid-air, and the dark scarlet writing was densely arranged in it, which was deeper than the color dyed by the pigment, which was the color formed after the blood dried up.

"petition……?"

The cloth full of bloody handwriting fluttered down before the throne, looking at the names written in blood on the white cloth, even McCrotford, who has maintained the utmost restraint and tolerance since the king's election until now, couldn't help being stunned Hold the line of sight.

Not only the Council of Wise Men headed by McClutford, but also the entire vast hall, whether it was the knight order or the civil servant camp, even the other girls who were also contenders for the king's election, all fell into long-term consternation.

Watching everyone's reactions with satisfaction, Chen Mo continued to speak after pausing for a moment: "A king, no matter what her ambitions, character, vision, and temperament, the most important thing is that she will never be able to do without the son of Tong Yuzi." The ability of the people, only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world, and the more than a thousand people who left their names in this petition are all willing to elect His Royal Highness Anastasia as king, please take a look."

"Bring it up!"

"Yes."

The knights waiting on both sides of the hall quickly took the cloth from Chen Mo, handed it to Marcos, and Marcos handed it to the members of the Wise Society sitting high on the stage.

The soft and clean white cloth became slightly stiff after being stained with dried blood, and the roughness felt when the fingertips touched the bloody words all told the people who handled it how real this petition was.

The cloth was passed around in the hands of the members of the Sage Council, and finally stopped in the hands of McClutford. He carefully looked at the names on the cloth for a long time, and did not put down the cloth until he had read all the names of more than a thousand people. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"A petition signed by thousands of people is undeniably important... How did you obtain this petition?"

"My lord seems to have misunderstood something."

"Misunderstanding?" McClutford frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Chen Mo like a falcon.

"Yes, it's just a misunderstanding."

Facing McClutford's sharp gaze, Chen Mo smiled unconsciously, and then continued: "This petition, to be precise, was not obtained by me on my own initiative, but by those who live in the slums. People, they sent me here on their own initiative."

"Send it on your own initiative?"

Hearing Chen Mo's words, McClutford frowned even deeper, but before he could continue to question, another member of the Sage Council sitting next to him began to curse angrily.

"Hmph! Absurd! What nonsense!"

The one who cursed was an old man with white beard and hair, his serious face like a stone sculpture was flushed red at the moment, and he looked completely out of control.

"Those unscrupulous people in the slums are sneaky, pickpocketing, and have all kinds of poisons. Even if they dare to commit crimes near the knights' garrison around the king's city, it can be said that they are all bold and vicious. How could they jointly write a petition? You are Her Majesty Anastasia's co-worker, but among the royal candidates, it is not your turn to talk nonsense!"

"Oh?"

After being scolded angrily by the white-haired old man for a while, Chen Mo slowly raised his gaze until the other party finished scolding, but he was not annoyed, he just stared at the other party calmly, and did not ask until the old man looked a little terrified : "So, my lord knows the slums very well?"

"Well, of course!"

"Well, if this is the case, then please guess what it is?"

As Chen Mo said, he reached out his hand and took it out from his bosom. When he took it out, he was holding a piece of khaki-colored slag in his palm: "This is something I found from a slum, my lord, let's guess."

"This...isn't this just an ordinary stone?"

"Of course not, my lord, please take a closer look." Chen Mo said, and stretched his hand forward, so that the old man could clearly see the stone in his palm: "This is the most common thing in the slums .”

"This... this is..." The white-haired old man hesitated for a long time, and finally his face turned purple: "Tell me! What the hell is this!"

"This is the building materials used to build houses in the slums." Chen Mo shook his head: "The most basic dregs and stones, mixed with some water as an adhesive, are such simple building materials, and they can be built at any time. There are dilapidated buildings that might collapse, but that's all too common in the slums, my lord."

"Hmph, that's what the slums look like!" The white-haired old man's red face softened a little, and he patted the armrest of the chair: "Besides, what do you prove by saying this?"

Chen Mo didn't answer, but just rubbed his fingers lightly.Between his fingers, light yellow fine sand drifted down into the air little by little.

"My lord, no one wants to be a poor person willingly. No matter how chaotic the slums are, are they really born to do all kinds of evil? No matter stealing, touching, pickpocketing or robbing, what is it that drives them to such a desperate situation? ?”

At the end, Chen Mo slowly raised his right hand so that everyone in the hall could see the gravel rolling down from his fingertips.

"It's the life of being so poor that you can only live in dilapidated houses that may collapse at any time. It's the status quo that you can't get the most basic living guarantees without the next meal. Even most people living in slums don't even own a set Such a dilapidated house is a luxury..."

As Chen Mo spoke, he glanced at Felut, who was standing at the far left of the king-chosen lineup. This tenacious little girl with funny canine teeth had already been said to have reddened eyes. She was also born in a slum and grew up in that kind of place. Of course, the hardships are clear.

"Then, my lord, my lords in the hall, what caused all this?"

At the end of the narration, Chen Mo opened his arms and swept across the people in the hall one by one with awe-inspiring gaze. Everyone who was touched by his gaze lowered their eyes in shame. It was not until he walked around that he continued to speak: "It's this corrupt country! .”