Chapter 343 342. Wealth, prestige and power! Do you want it? I put them in Fight Club, go get them!

"Master Maxim is so defensive! He's so unreasonable, but I like him so much!"

At this time, the girls hiding in the garden of Maxim's temporary office saw with their own eyes the entire conversation between Maxim and the Yankee officer.

After seeing the latter staggering away with his face turning pale from fright, Xiao Weiming was the first to jump out, waving his fist and saying:

"I declare that I am now a glorious Transian barbarian!"

"You? You are at best a shrunken adolescent monkey version of a barbarian."

Lumina also stood up from the garden, and easily suppressed the incompetent and furious dwarf gunman with her left hand. She looked at the criminals who were tied to the gallows and dancing in the wind with some trepidation, and whispered:

"This Maxim is so ruthless! Except for the few guys who were 'chopped' by Ashina's bullets, when we brought the remaining scum who had surrendered and begged for mercy, they were still breathing.

I thought they would be severely punished, but it turned out that I thought too much and they were all hanged by vampires.

There wasn’t even a proper trial.”

"Are you too stupid to live in a civilized world? You don't even know what the environment is like here. What kind of trial is needed?"

Sister Pomegranate next to her curled her lips and said:

"These thugs broke into our camp with knives and injured people. Who dares to do such a thing in Scarlet Castle? This is Maxim here. If it is Mr. Murphy, I guess these bastards can't even do it."

Don't even think about leaving any corpses, and his astral summons can also have a full meal tonight.

Although the Administrative Office has never come up with a law, it is obvious that both Lord Murphy and Archon Miriam are the kind of ruthless characters who will do whatever it takes to maintain order.

And let me tell you the truth, as far as the "harsh work" done by the Yankees this time is concerned, if we don't come up with some tough measures, the more than 2,000 criminals alone can bring down the newly stabilized Transia.

Stir it up."

"Yeah, referring to Big Brother's practice of organizing the residents of the Gulag Hotel into punishment camps during World War II, I think Maxim's handling was not only ok but also full of general style.

Maybe this is what Mr. Murphy ordered?”

Mrs. Shui stood beside the three of them holding her scythe, and she whispered:

"I still feel guilty because I caused all this. I didn't expect that all of this was also calculated by the NPCs. I guess even if there were no 'random events' today, Maxim would definitely

Finding an excuse to cause serious trouble for these Yankee criminals is probably equivalent to a 'killing stick'?"

"You're still talking about it."

Sister Pomegranate put her hand on Mrs. Shui's shoulder in dissatisfaction, and she said in a serious tone:

"As the weakest link in our small team, can you find someone to accompany you every time you go out? Also, when will your Black Iron Trial be held?"

"We're getting ready, don't rush us."

Mrs. Shui put on a pitiful face and said:

"But I'm really not good at fighting. Challenging elites sounds really scary."

"Yes, for an Avalon priest who can use his seductive eyes to seduce humans and control four burly men in the blink of an eye, this challenge is really 'scary' enough."

Sister Pomegranate said in a long voice:

"No more delay!

When you go back this time, hurry up and pass the trial. I see that your physique attracts bees and butterflies. This kind of thing will happen more often in the game in the future. But don’t let the boat capsize in the gutter one day. I don’t want to see a violent one.

The maniac who loves his wife came with hundreds of bodyguards to block my door."

"Women's mouth."

Mrs. Shui shrugged and no longer resisted this matter.

The four of them left Maxim's temporary office in the dark, and soon escorted the carriage and the Transian exiles summoned by the Battaxin Chamber of Commerce to leave the city of Battaxin and move towards the Scarlet Castle.

This is the first time to explore the road. If everything goes well, Ms. Palian will soon mobilize the power of the Chamber of Commerce to start recruiting exiles back home in the Kafhoka area.

For the Silver Moon Pride Group, their connection with this matter has ended here, but the ripples caused by the Water Lady have only just begun. At least from the perspective of Maxim, who was appointed by Murphy to take over the captives.

Come on, this matter is far from over yet.

He returned to his office, and when he opened the door, he saw Mr. Murphy and Mr. Kudel, who had come all the way from Xi Ke, sitting on the chairs in the office, waiting for him.

The loyal men immediately straightened their bodies and said hello to His Excellency the Governor.

Murphy waved his hand. He glanced down from the window at the corpses of the thugs hanging on the gallows in the backyard, then looked at Maxim and said:

"I hurried and slowed down, but I still didn't catch the first wave of the conflict. But since you have made a decision, I guess you must have a full set of solutions. Let's talk about it."

"Yes, Master."

Maxim returned to the desk, took a look at the plan he had prepared in his hand, sorted out his words, and said to Murphy:

"Although the Yankees mixed criminals among the prisoners and handed them over to us, I realized that my understanding of the moral bottom line of the officials under Wolf Girl was still too high, but this does not affect me from continuing my ideas.

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I plan to separate this group of prisoners first.

Armed blood servants are a labor force that we can use with confidence. I will have a formal conversation with those blood servants. If they are willing to be used by the clan, then I will arrange a way out for them.

Whether it is the collective farm, the arsenal under construction in the Under Armor Hills, or even the recruitment of new soldiers for the Cadman People's Army, you can choose from them.

Those remaining Yankee thugs are not the workforce we need!

We don't have that much time to correct their minds, and we can't place them close to cities and farms to avoid causing trouble, so I plan to throw them directly to the Dark Baron.

There they would begin digging a defensive line facing the filthy swamp.

There are still more than four months until the Black Disaster arrives. If they are not lazy and combined with the rapid construction techniques developed by the Masons Brotherhood, we can have a solid line of defense before the war breaks out."

"So, you plan to use them as cannon fodder? It's a very careful consideration, but it's too mediocre."

Murphy nodded and commented:

"I heard a quote from my warriors, they would joke that even a pair of used underwear or a piece of toilet paper has its own value. Mark, you can't judge these thugs just because they are criminals and scum.

Ignore some of the 'glitters' hidden in them that can be used by us.

The Scarlet Keep is a city we built together, and the rules there are basic laws that were unanimously adopted by everyone. Transia will open its arms to anyone who is not welcome.

So my idea is that maybe we can give these thugs, who have been thrown away like trash by their own country, a chance to be human again."

The vampire governor looked at Maxim and said:

"Even if they cannot be allowed to join the army and official organizations, places like the Blood Rat Gang and Fight Club will always need these people who wander in the gray area. We may be able to set up a net to bring this group of scum into

Anyone with a bit of skill can 'catch' it.

Then throw the remaining tasteless guys into the swamp and let them dig holes with the kobolds being sent there by Hogg.

They will use labor to reform their skewed lives, and use their blood and sweat to repay the mistakes they made before.

I know this will increase your workload, but we really need to find some talents who can stand alone."

"I am willing to be responsible for the advancement of this matter, Master."

Maxim immediately replied:

"But how do we give those thugs a chance? We don't have enough manpower to screen their origins and backgrounds, and Adele's intelligence agency has only just been established."

"No need for such complicated screening, Mark."

Kudel, who was standing by the window, turned around and said to Maxim:

"The situation of the thugs sent by the Yankees has become as bad as possible. Under these circumstances, anyone who wants to escape from the gloomy future will try their best to chase any light that appears in front of them. So you only need to come up with a selection criterion

, those who have the ability will jump out on their own.

As for those who are capable but unwilling to come forward in this situation, they either have serious evil intentions, or they have completely lost hope in life and do not care about changes in the external situation.

Neither of these two types of people can be used by us, so sending them to the construction site to burn ashes and redeem themselves is the best option."

"I probably understand."

Maxim quickly wrote down this suggestion in his notebook.

He thought for a moment and said to Murphy and Kudel:

"So, I will give those bastards a chance to prove their worth. As long as they can win more than three times in the fight club, then they can temporarily get rid of their criminal past and truly join us as facilitators in our fight against the underworld.

Disaster prevention work is in progress.

They firmly believe that they are good at talking with their fists, so I will give them this opportunity! This way, those guys will not lose all hope and cause trouble on the construction site.

Through this selection ceremony, those bastards can also know the rules of Transia. This land will not let down those who have real ability!

We can even make this selection system a long-term solution!”

Maxim seemed to be inspired. He closed his notebook and said to Murphy and Kudel who were looking at him:

"First throw all those thugs into the construction site, but then hold a 'fighter selection competition' twice a month, so that when the black disaster breaks out, all the available ones among them will be picked up after 8-9 selections.

rise.

When the Plantagenet Kingdom sends back the remaining 10,000 blood servants, we can continue this system.

Then use the administrative office's set of 'labor points' that are still in use today to restrict them! Give the remaining prisoners who cannot become soldiers a long-term hope, and give them freedom after they reach a certain point limit.
To be continued...