Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

The dark clouds in the sky have filled up, and a few raindrops have fallen from above, bringing a bit of coolness to the city of Tingen.

Under the sound of not too heavy rain, a group of people rarely gathered at the steam train station in Tingen.

These people are either rich or noble, wearing high-end hand-sewn dresses. They are all the upper class in Tingen City. Many of them are figures that the poor can only see in expired newspapers.

Now, they are rarely gathered together, standing in front of the steam train station, waiting for the arrival of "distinguished guests".

"Here we come." Mr. Aaron Grant, standing vaguely in seat C, raised his head slightly and stared at the train approaching in the distance.

The train approached slowly and then stopped.

The car door opened, and a man with black hair and black eyes walked out. Beside him were a man and a woman, who seemed to be deputies.

"Welcome, Mayor Sherlock Moriarty, Mr. Watson, Ms. Medea."

Yes, the identities of these three people are none other than Zhou Mingrui, Leonard, and Mitya.

After Amon's operation, the first two became members of the political class of the Loen Kingdom, while the latter acted in his true colors.

On a slightly different note, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom actually gave Medea the “certificate of identity” of the corresponding church member.

Zhou Mingrui glanced at the people standing here. Almost everyone who could come was here.

Not necessarily, as far as he knew, the latest rising star in the capital industry, Lan Erwus, really hadn't arrived.

So, this is really interesting…

Zhou Mingrui coughed lightly, and "Watson" Leonard beside him immediately stepped forward, reached out and took out the mayor's appointment letter from his backpack.

"...Mr. Sherlock Moriarty is hereby appointed as the new Mayor of Tingen."

After listening to the mayor's appointment letter without changing his expression, Aaron Grant clapped his hands gently.

The next moment, the servants who had been waiting for a long time handed a large black umbrella to Zhou Mingrui.

"Mayor Sherlock, the weather has been bad recently and it has been raining. Please take more care of me."

Zhou Mingrui multitasked and quickly conceived the metaphorical meaning of the person in front of him in his mind.

"The weather has been bad recently", "It's been raining", "Take care of".

Taking into account the current situation of Tingen City and his own identity as a foreigner, he went to Tingen City to take office as the mayor.

It can be said that this is no longer a metaphor.

What this black umbrella means is already very obvious.

Zhou Mingrui clapped his hands and took out an umbrella he carried with him.

Pure white, the distinctive white color appears so out of place among a group of people holding black umbrellas.

"Sorry, I have my own umbrella."

"Really? It seems I've been worrying too much. Please come this way." Grant extended his hand in an inviting gesture, and then led the way.

Leonard and Medea did the same. They each took out the umbrellas they carried with them, all of the same pure white color.

The group of people moved forward slowly under the heavy rain.

Not long after, several people who left the steam train station saw the public streets paved with cement.

The road surface is clean and tidy, and there is not a so-called homeless person. It can be said to be very "clean", with a big city style.

At this time, Grant also began to introduce the prosperity of Tingen City very proudly: "Thanks to the royal family's latest version of the Poor Law, Tingen City has now begun to flourish..."

Zhou Mingrui glanced thoughtfully, and it seemed that it was developing vigorously and efficiently as he said.

However, the black smoke that never goes out floats in the distance, and even dark clouds cannot cover it. The occult disaster caused by the negative emotions caused by industry is a hotbed for the incubation of evil gods.

Even if you don't need much spirituality, as long as you are an extraordinary person or an ordinary person with relatively high inspiration, you can feel a very uncomfortable psychological feeling in the distance.

If you work there for a long time, you can probably refer to the average age of workers and the working age of those workers during the industrial period in Great Britain...

Of course, considering the prevalence of colonialism between the northern and southern continents here, and the fact that cultists hold living sacrifices from time to time, and the Extraordinaries and Extraordinaries are out of control... it may take a complex review to get the answer.

Aaron Grant's steps were slightly stiff. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that the new mayor attached great importance to the "factory".

It seems that Zhou Mingrui's arrival will bring uncontrollable variables to Tingen City.

Damn it... Grant secretly cursed in his heart that the last mayor had killed himself and died on a woman's belly, leaving a mess behind.

If it hadn't been for the sudden sudden death of the former mayor, they would have been lying in their own luxurious villa and continued to enjoy the happiness brought by the rising gold pound.

Not long after, everyone came to one side of the street, where many private carriages had already been parked.

"Mayor, please."

Looking at the private carriage here, Zhou Mingrui walked up in a few steps, and Leonard and Mitya followed his footsteps.

However, since this was a one-person carriage, the two of them were not in the same vehicle as Zhou Mingrui.

…………

"Interesting." Amon sat on the chair. He pushed up the monocle in his eye sockets and tilted his head to look at the two Lanerwus in front of him.

"Fake is a good thing."

Listening to Amon's words, Lanerwus forced a smile and said: "You are right."

Then, he looked at "himself" beside him.

Although Lanerwus didn't know what level of Extraordinary Amon was, he could figure it out from the fact that he was able to pull out the malicious incarnation of Tingen City that was tightly bound to him.

Amon is definitely a very powerful Beyonder, maybe he is an angel who has come to this world!

"Don't worry, I'm just participating in this game."

Although the process will be subtle...

Amon reached out and clapped his palms, and then looked at "Langerwus", the embodiment of evil in Tingen City.

"Take a few steps."

"Langer's" eyes changed many times, from full of anger, to cunning, to evil and greedy... Finally, he returned to the same "normal" eyes as Lanlvus himself.

"Take a few steps..."

"Lervus" took a few steps along the surrounding air path.

"Go out and make a fuss."

"Come out and be a tiger and a tiger..."

"Go forward and make a thousand miles."

"Go forward and make a thousand miles..."

"Coming out of this feels like a lifetime ago."

"Coming out of this world feels like a lifetime ago..."

Looking at the wonderful imitation of "Lanerwus", Amon laughed twice.

He could feel that this monster materialized by the malice of Tingen City was a monster even more "careless" than himself.

However, between monsters, who can judge who?

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Amon turned to look at Lanervus and said, "I need you to do something."

"You tell me."

"Become the largest among the capitalists in Tingen City."

"Really!" Upon hearing this request, Lanerwus's eyes were filled with shock.

How could there be an Extraordinary, and a Extraordinary who is most likely an angel, come here specifically to tell me such a thing?

This is like a hardworking and busy social worker who suddenly opened the door one day and saw a superhero on TV, and then the superhero said to you - I need you to save the world.

That’s outrageous… or not.

"Yes, I need you to do this." Amon reached out and tapped the back of his hand, pushed up the monocle he was wearing and said, "You can do this by relying on the stigmata, right?"

"Of course, if it weren't for the Nighthawk, I wouldn't have to hide at all."

"Leave it to you." Amon reached out and patted Lanervus' shoulder. The next moment, he disappeared without a trace.

Just when Lanruth was still a little confused and at a loss, there was a knock on the door, and at the same time there was a sound outside the door.

"Mr. Lanerwus, regarding investment..."