Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Soren clapped his hands, the serious expression on his face swept away, replaced by his usual gentle smile. He said easily, "Alright, now that some annoying flies are gone, we can finally talk about serious matters in peace."

The other security officers woke up as if from a dream, nodding in agreement with Soren's proposal.

After experiencing the tense atmosphere just now, they realized that cooperating with Soren might be the best option at present. No one dared to object again, because they had all clearly seen Soren's determination and strength.

Soren continued, "The security issue in the West District has always been a focus of our common concern. I believe that with the joint efforts of the Adventurers' Guild and the Security Corps, we will definitely be able to find a better solution and create a safer and more harmonious living environment for the residents of the West District."

Soren then said, "Of course, as long as the security in the West District gets better and better, and the income of the people increases, everyone's income will naturally rise as well. I know that the initial work may be very hard, but please believe me, in the later stages, the income you will get will only be higher, not lower. Moreover, this money is all earned by you in a legitimate way, it is the reward for your efforts and sweat."

He knew the principle of 'a slap and a carrot', so while giving strict requirements, he also did not forget to give substantial benefit promises. Soren understood that if he wanted to truly win the cooperation of these security officers, simple orders or threats would not work; he had to give them enough benefits and motivation.

True cooperation must be based on real interests. Cooperative relationships maintained by violence and power are fragile and will ultimately lead to self-destruction.

This is also why tyrants are ultimately overthrown.

"First of all, we need to register the population of each block," Soren said in a confident tone. "I need accurate population figures in order to re-plan the blocks. Our goal is to develop a large number of industries and create jobs for civilians. I don't want to continue watching so much labor being wasted."

He paused, then continued, "Only when civilians have a stable income can we legally collect taxes. At the same time, our industries can develop better in the blocks, and then our income will naturally increase."

Soren knew that the noble economic thinking of this era was mainly limited to agricultural production, and trade was also mainly conducted between nobles and middle-class families.

No one had ever thought that the huge base of the civilian population was the real source of wealth.

His words made these security officers feel a little confused, because most of them were from small nobles or collateral lines of large nobles, which meant that their knowledge was relatively limited, and some even lacked basic cultural knowledge.

Looking at the bewildered expressions of the security officers present, Soren couldn't help but feel like he was playing the lute to a cow.

Just then, Hiltin asked with shining eyes, "Your Highness, I can roughly understand what you mean. It's just that such an investment will be very huge, I don't know..." What Hiltin wanted to say was that he was worried that Soren didn't have enough funds to realize this huge plan.

Soren smiled mysteriously and replied, "In the West District, the cheapest thing is labor."

What he meant was that although the initial investment might seem huge, in reality, by effectively utilizing and developing the labor resources here, they could achieve rapid industrial development and expansion at a relatively low cost.

This would not only create more employment opportunities and income sources for the civilians but also bring huge economic returns to their own industries.

"Your Highness, I understand! Iron Shovel Block will fully cooperate with your plan," Hiltin quickly pledged his loyalty.

The other security officers also reacted at this time. It didn't matter if they didn't understand; pledging loyalty was something engraved in their bones from birth.

After successfully taking down all the security officers in the West District, it was time for him to show his skills.

"Very good, I am very much looking forward to your performance. I will start with the Black Cross Block first so that you can see the results in advance," Soren gave his final guarantee.

While Soren successfully took over the entire West District, the East District was plunged into a bloody massacre.

This massacre came suddenly and violently. None of the gangs that participated in the previous arson case were spared; all were uprooted.

Night fell, and the streets of the East District were filled with a thick bloody smell.

The gang members who participated in the arson case were still doing their daily activities when they were suddenly attacked by a group of mysterious men in black.

These men in black moved quickly and were ruthless in their methods, leaving no survivors. They were like grim reapers walking out of hell, wielding scythes and reaping lives.

After the massacre, the streets were littered with corpses, and blood flowed like rivers. The men in black gathered all the corpses at the original gang strongholds, piling them into small mountains. They looked at the corpses indifferently, as if completing a task.

Then, they lit torches and burned all the corpses to ashes.

The raging fire lit up half the sky and illuminated the backs of the men in black as they left.

This fire not only burned the corpses but also burned the traces of those gangs' existence.

The East District returned to its former tranquility, but the air was still filled with the smell of blood and burning, as if reminding people of the tragedy that had just happened.

This massacre shook the entire imperial capital, Lodesa. After all, the fire in the West District workshop area had just passed, and a massacre broke out in the East District, causing panic for a time.

People were talking and speculating about the identities and purposes of the men in black.

No matter how people speculated, they could not change the facts that had already happened.

Nearly two thousand people from five gangs in the East District had completely disappeared, and the men in black seemed to have evaporated from the world, leaving no trace to be found.

After Soren received the news of the massacre in the East District, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing sharpness and contemplation.

He did not expect the Croto family to be so decisive, completely eradicating those forces in one fell swoop. This undoubtedly greatly increased the difficulty of investigating the arson case, and the final clue seemed to be cut off.

Soren knew that it would be difficult for the Croto family to clean up so many people in one breath with their own power alone.

Then, who is assisting them behind the scenes?

Is it the Croto family's in-law family?

Or other hidden forces?

While Soren was puzzled, Jackson was receiving two mysterious guests in the reception hall of a quiet manor in the suburbs.

These two people were wearing black robes and half-masks on their faces, making it impossible for people to see their true faces.