People in Zongman: Building a foundation to accommodate all worlds

"Okay, I said hello to you, but I still have things to do."

After saying that, Gu Zeyuan directly closed the door of the office.

With a bang, the wind was blown into Rentaro Satomi's face.

He didn't know how he got downstairs.

In his confusion, he had already walked onto the street.

Coincidentally, a crowd of people was gathering on the street at this moment.

Rentaro Satomi glanced over there.

Then immediately lost interest.

He doesn't like to join in the fun.

However, the voice of the Holy Son of Heaven came from the crowd.

Pulled Rentaro Satomi back again.

Get to the edge of the crowd.

Rentaro Satomi saw clearly that there was a screen inside.

The Holy Emperor is making an announcement about the bill that is being made public and requires a referendum in the Tokyo district.

"New gastrula law".

Seeing this scene, Rentaro Satomi blinked.

Although he was lying in the hospital during this period.

But, I also know a little about what is happening in the outside world.

It was the Cursed Child who saved the Tokyo District.

The Holy Emperor is promoting it vigorously.

Moreover, this third edition of the new law also includes several provisions that are of practical benefit to the residents of Tokyo Ward.

In this case, the enactment of this bill will certainly...

"How can we allow those monsters to have human rights? We should drive them all out of Tokyo!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out among the crowd.

Rentaro Satomi's expression became extremely interesting.

He looked at the guy who was shouting in confusion.

However, the next moment, a lot of shouting broke out all around.

Everyone is unanimously opposing the promulgation of the new law.

Among them, 90% of them do not know the specific provisions of the new law.

All I know is that this new law is beneficial to the children of the curse.

So he shouted loudly.

Vent the hatred in your heart.

Maybe it’s not necessarily hatred.

Maybe he was enjoying the refreshing feeling of having everyone around him respond to his shout.

Perhaps it is just that the atmosphere of hatred towards the Child of the Curse has always made people speak out indiscriminately.

Or maybe I'm just following the trend, thinking that everyone is against it, and if I don't oppose it, I will lose something.

What will be lost?

Oh, they don't care.

Rentaro Satomi staggered back two steps and looked at the shouting crowd, a little dazed.

The dark world bared its fangs once again.

It's a pity that there is no prey to bite at this time.

"By the way, where is the cursed child begging in the square? Why is he gone?"

"I don't know. She probably starved to death. It was such a good thing for her to die in such an easy way."

"The Cursed Child is really disgusting. He's not there when he should be, but he'll pop up and disgust me at other times."

Such discussions were heard at the edge of the crowd.

They were very angry because they couldn't find a venting bucket.

Rentaro Satomi clenched his fists.

The newly replaced mechanical arm almost crushed the bionic skin on the surface.

He stared at the guys who were talking.

Breathing heavily.

But after a moment, Rentaro Satomi let go of his hand again.

Although he was angry, he felt that this was the way to survive in this world.

Even if you rush forward and take action, you will only cause a lot of trouble.

No one is harmed now anyway.

Let's just leave it at that.

So, Rentaro Satomi just walked into the crowd quietly.

In the voting for the "New Gastrula Law", I entered my personal information and clicked on the option I supported.

Then he stepped out of the crowd and left quietly.

He was even a little worried and didn't want to be discovered by others, so he voted in favor.

This scene is not an isolated case.

It seemed as if similar dramas were being performed on every street in the Tokyo area.

The votes accumulate little by little.

Time passes little by little.

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Chapter 395 The Gap Between Awareness

"Satoshi-kun, can I hire you as my personal bodyguard? The time limit is three days."

The Holy Emperor said this while looking at Rentaro Satomi in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Rentaro Satomi looked quite surprised.

Summoned by the Holy Emperor.

Rentaro Satomi thought that he was going to be assigned some kind of subjugation mission.

I never thought that it was the Holy Emperor's personal protection mission.

The Holy Emperor is the supreme leader of the Tokyo District.

The guards around him are very powerful both in number and strength.

If it is not necessary, I will never hire a private bodyguard from outside.

Let an outsider know the defense layout of Crystal Palace in Tokyo District.

On the contrary, it is dangerous to the Holy Emperor.

And now.

The Tokyo district has survived the crisis and is now thriving.

What else could threaten the Holy Emperor?

Rentaro Satomi was a little confused.

"Sir Saint Emperor, may I ask why you hired me?"

Rentaro Satomi asked.

The Holy Emperor smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I can't tell you now, but maybe on the last day of your guard duty, you'll know the reason."

Hearing this, Rentaro Satomi couldn't help but frown.

This Holy Emperor has never been a person who pretends to be profound in his riddles.

If there is anything I can't say.

There must be a great reason for that.

"I understand. I'll accept this guarding mission. In the next three days, I will do everything I can to protect you."

Rentaro Satomi promised.

The Holy Emperor simply nodded and his eyes drifted to the window.

Looking out of the windows of the Crystal Palace, you cannot see the streets outside.

You can only see the Holy Emperor's private courtyard.

But even so, the Holy Emperor still seemed to be able to see far into the distance.

The scenes seemed to jump before my eyes.

On the streets and in the squares.

Residents at the polls scoffed at the so-called "New Gastrula Law".

While expressing your hatred loudly, you press the button of opposition.

Even though the Holy Emperor had never seen this scene.

But I can guess it.

The game is over.

In fact, even though the voting date is still three days away.

But the result will not change.

The number of votes against has now exceeded half of all residents in Tokyo District.

The remaining time is like a forced reading of the round.

Just waiting for the verdict silently.

And on the other side.

Here at the office.

An unexpected guy came to the door.

When Gu Zeyuan opened the door, he saw an old man with a completely white beard.

Tendou Kikunosho.

Raising his eyebrows, Gu Zeyuan did not greet the old man, but instead leaned out to look.

This person is known as the national treasure of Tokyo District.

One person is inferior to ten thousand people.

In fact, he is the person with the most power in Tokyo District.

He actually came here alone.

He didn't even bring any guards.

If Tiantong Mu was here, he would probably have chopped it down with a single blow.

I will never miss such a good opportunity.