Chapter 344 I Will Support You
"Hey——"
"Hey, hey, hey."
The witch lady widened her silver eyes, "Eight, eight hundred thousand?"
"Eight hundred thousand." Ansu nodded.
"Woo"
Luo Jia was deflated all of a sudden. The elegant posture that was originally at ease and full of joy completely disappeared. The highlight in her eyes was gone. She lay on the wooden table in self-abandonment, her snow-white long hair scattered messily on the table, and her shoulders twitched slightly, like a kitten who had given up hope in life.
She originally thought that she was already a big builder beyond imagination with a daily income of 5,000 gold coins.
But she didn't expect that there were also different levels among builders!
That was a daily income of 5,000 gold coins, even in the inner city of Awad where nobles gathered, it was also the highest level of the proletariat. It was a large enterprise that monopolized the sacrifice industry, intervened in the assassination industry, and involved in the field of scientific research that had a staggering income.
A daily income of 800,000?
Even robbing a bank is not so exaggerated, it must be robbing a mint. Ansu can't possibly squeeze the entire Chaos Walled City clean, right?
She originally thought that in the Naraku world, she could rely on the sugar-coated bullets of the collapse doctrine to severely corrupt this little virgin in the outer city, but she didn't expect that she would be completely ruined!
"How do you make so much money?" After a long while, she opened her eyes and looked at Ansu.
"It's all based on hard work and persistent efforts," Ansu answered righteously, with only sincerity in his eyes, "It's all the result of my hard work."
"Foul, the time limit for the reversed Pope is still 20 minutes." Luo Jia rolled his eyes at Ansu, "According to the rules, you can't lie---where did you get the money from?"
The little witch was really unconvinced now. Everyone has nothing, and the little witch has one more fall than Ansu. Everyone is an orphan, why can Ansu make 800,000 a day?
"Hmph, stupid Luojia."
An Su snorted coldly, with his hands behind his back, his words and actions fully demonstrated the demeanor of a great master,
"If you don't collapse, you will see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky. If you collapse, you will see me like an ant looking at the blue sky. Throughout the ages, orphans have only seen my threshold."
Translated, these 800,000 are all greed.
"Woo" Luo Jia whimpered unwillingly, she propped up her cheek and looked at An Su, "Aren't you turned upside down? Why are you still so black-hearted!"
"Miss Luo Jia, you are too obsessed with the way of Zi Beng, and you have gone astray. But I have realized that the road of Zi Beng is ultimately just empty and lonely, like a dream, a bubble, morning dew and morning mist, and the power of the grassroots people is the vast ocean!"
The rising sun shone on An Su's face, and the thin morning light covered his innocent smile, which made Bai An Su pure and flawless, and sincere. But An Su said righteously, "I am no longer Zi Beng, but have entered a completely different realm from Zi Beng. Now please call me-Qi Yejia!"
It's Zi Beng or Qi Ye all day long, little virgin, are you kidney deficient!
Miss Luo Jia was unhappy because she failed to successfully support An Su.
"So, no matter what, 800,000 vs. 5,000, the advantage is mine." An Su concluded, he admired Luo Jia's sulking look, "So, dear sister Luo Jia, how else can you support me?"
"Hmm."
Luo Jia glanced at An Su, she snorted softly, stood up, put her hands on the table, leaned forward a little, and her long hair, as soft as catkins, fell on her shoulders. The table was not long, and the distance between the two of them quickly shortened with Luo Jia's actions, and the little witch was right in front of An Su.
"In that case, since you are so rich."
An Su could clearly see Luo Jia's cheek, her rime-like eyes, her thick eyelashes that trembled gently, her delicate, pure white, almost transparent skin, and the thin mist from her lips that rose rapidly from the early morning of late autumn. He heard the little witch whispering in his ear, and the soft whisper softened his ears slightly,
--My dear little virgin, can't you just support your sister? "
I really can't beat this thing.
An Su sighed as if resigned to his fate. In this version, the inverted witch is a bit too supermodel, and she can win both sides!
My economy is higher than the opponent, but I can't beat him in the line.
If the words were given to Luo Jia after normalization, she would definitely not say it, because she was thin-skinned and had a high self-esteem. She had to keep a careful account of how many cakes she owed, but the little witch was different. In order to win, she had no face at all.
"Sister, don't you leave yourself a way out? "
Ansu turned his head to look at the witch lady and kindly reminded her, "In twenty minutes, the reversed pope will be over."
The corners of his mouth drew a slight and subtle sneer. If you want to destroy him, let him run rampant first!
Ansu can already imagine the wonderful expression of Miss Luojia after the reversed pope is over.
Especially after realizing what she did that day,
the contrast evaporated on the spot.
It is the shameful and angry cheeks that are stained like the red sunset, the wronged pupils that are moistened with thick water vapor, the lips that are slightly pursed because of nervousness, the shame that surges in the heart, the escape of shivering and burying the head like an ostrich, and the remorse that wants to go back and strangle the witch lady to death. This is the expression, this is the expression!
You can eat three bowls of white rice with it.
"So what?" The witch shook her head indifferently.
"So can you support me?" She tilted her head and looked at Ansu, "I have the courage to say this now, but I won't have the courage in twenty minutes, so can you support me? Rich little virgin gentlemen?"
From under the table, she kicked Ansu's feet with her little leather boots, "You can support me for the rest of your life, because I'm very cute."
When the little witch said this, her snow-white eyes blinked slightly, like a small animal begging for adoption.
"Just raise it."
Ansu replied that he kept in mind the principle that if he wants to destroy him, he must first let him flourish.
"I will support you forever."
The more obedient and indulgent she is now, the more shameful, angry and regretful the thin-skinned and serious little saint will be after the effect ends. The early laning mistake was only temporary. He, Ansu, is a hero in the later stage, and he will definitely humiliate and trample the woman in front of him!
All the preparations are for the final counterattack.
"That promise sounds so good."
The little witch leaned back on the chair with satisfaction. She was in a good mood and coughed lightly, "So tell me, what are your plans next?"
This is getting to the point.
[Farore's confusion level: 96%]
Although the atmosphere is relatively harmonious and relaxed now, both Luojia and Ansu know that this is just the silence before the storm. One day later, there will be a once-in-a-hundred-year double election of Awad’s parliamentarians and saints. The election lasts for three days. And after three days, if they cannot completely finalize the star of the 'Era of Chaos', the level of chaos in Falor will exceed the critical level. value, chaos will fall from reality.
The fall of Naraku in the Age of Glory will begin with the destruction of Falor.
If you want to perfectly finalize this era, you must complete the remaining main quest and a hidden main quest.
[Red Moon Falls], and [Ladder of Destiny].
The former is to find out the truth about the destruction of the chaotic era.
The latter is the most difficult. There are two conditions to achieve it, which is to climb to the highest point of Awad, "the place where you can touch the stars", and to have a grand impact that is enough to subvert the world.
The top of Awad. This task is not described in detail. Does it only refer to the highest point of power, or does it refer to the highest point in the physical sense, or both?
And to create enough impact, how big of an impact does it have to be?
Ansu had destroyed the Chaos Walled City and had a big enough impact, but when he checked the progress of the mission, he found that it had not caused much of a stir at all. The progress of the Ladder of Destiny mission had only reached [percent] Three】That’s all.
A chaotic city is insignificant. If you want to completely complete the main line, you must at least destroy the entire Awad.
However, given the difficulty of this task, Ansu would definitely not be able to accomplish it based on his current strength.
This is an absolutely insurmountable rank gap.
The Holy City of Awad in ancient times was the pinnacle of the Chaotic Kingdom and governed the seven secret sects. Its heritage is beyond imagination.
Even in later generations thirty thousand years later, even though the chaotic faith has faded away from its peak, the theocratic state rebuilt by the Esoteric Cultists is still named "Awad", which represents the gold content of the holy city of Awad. Just like the relationship between the Roman Empire and the Holy Roman Empire, the two are incompatible with each other, but the latter just wants to rub off on you.
The difficulty of this world far exceeds all the worlds Anzu has experienced.
Despite this, he smiled. The higher the difficulty, the more challenging it is. Ansu is already qualified to run, and the top priority is to win the election in order to solve the following issues.
But he came from the Holy City and knew no one, and he was from the outer city. His origin symbolized his position. Ansu represented the chaotic factions in the outer city. The citizens of the Holy City would never vote for Ansu, and the men of the Holy City would never vote for Ansu. Allowing an out-of-town bumpkin to be their master.
All the nobles are unanimous in their attitude towards the outside world.
This council seat can be given to anyone, but it must not be given to people from outside the city!
This is the attitude of the inner city faction, the nobles of the outer city faction, and the citizens who will vote for the outer city faction.
For example, the vampire family with family origins, the Rainbow faction that is loved by the version, and the deep-sea demon clan with overseas VIPs, etc. have been wiped out by Ansutu. Rather, it is precisely because the plot was clean that Ansu is qualified to run for parliament.
Therefore, it is very regrettable that Ansu is currently isolated in Awadh. Apart from the cold 800,000 in his account, he does not have a close political partner. If he participates in the election like this, he will definitely lose.
"So your campaign strategy is to 'spend money', right?" Luo Jia sighed.
"Nonsense, that's called progressive funds." Ansu was immediately dissatisfied, "What's it called throwing money away? I just want to be friends with everyone, and I just want to serve the citizens enthusiastically."
"If you want to run for parliament, there are three steps in total. The first is publicity, the second is policy, and the third is a sufficiently gimmick and explosive opening."
Ansu explained patiently,
"As for publicity, spend 10,000 gold coins to hire demonic cicadas as trolls, 10,000 gold coins to cover all the square screens in Awad, 20,000 gold coins to place advertisements, and 100,000 gold coins to be used as progressive funds, which will be donated free of charge to the members of Congress to benefit the people. cause."
"Spread it for a day to test the water. If it's not enough, double it the next day."
"In two days, all 800,000 yuan will be spent."
"Then I used my identity as a congressman to borrow money from the bank for another 800,000 yuan."
Ansu announced his plan to spread coins inhumanely. Gold coins from 30,000 years ago were more valuable. 800,000 gold coins equaled 5 million gold coins, which was the total GDP of Chaos Walled City for several years!
He even set a record of running for parliament for hundreds of years. Ansu is by no means the richest person running for parliament, but he is definitely the most daring to spend money.
No matter how rich everyone is, they don’t dare to spend 800,000 yuan for publicity. They have to leave some money for themselves. Otherwise, if they really choose and have no money in their pocket, it is completely putting the cart before the horse.
Everyone just spends 20,000 to 300,000 yuan to maintain their health. Suddenly, a child is born and the table is turned upside down. The rich people are afraid of losing their lives.
Only Ansu dared to do the whole thing, because he only stayed in the Chaos Walled City for three days and didn't even need to repay the bank loan.
"The next step is to shoot a political propaganda film." Ansu showed an inscrutable expression, "On the way here, I browsed past political propaganda films, and they were all too same-yet-repeated. They were all celebrities and celebrities who echoed the same tone. Yes, too old-fashioned.”
"Then what are you going to do?" Luo Jia stared at Ansu, "We don't know any celebrities."
"We don't have celebrities."
Ansu smiled and said, the smile on the corner of his mouth was obviously so innocent, just like a devil,
“But we have ‘Idols’ – they don’t even charge.”
Luojia felt the terrifying aura, the indescribable terrifying aura that once shrouded the sky above Falore, which fascinated all the magical boys, made all the esoteric saints intoxicated by it, and countless idiots. They all whispered that name in their hearts——
‘Border Girls’
Ansu's righteous words are genuine,
"With the help of my good brother and this unbreakable bond, I will definitely be able to conquer the enemy."
You are so good to your brother.
Luo Jia sighed lightly, he actually wanted to use those three monsters to run for parliament.
What kind of weird country would think of using idols for political propaganda? Luojia shook her head helplessly, but she had to admit that this was a style suitable for the Chaos Theocracy.
It doesn't matter, she wasn't the one who stabbed her in the back anyway.
"What about policies?" Luo Jia looked at Ansu, "What kind of policies do you have to promise to encourage citizens' votes?"
"After my observation today, I found that the citizens of Awadh are extremely environmentally friendly. Even the trains use pollution-free green fuel."
Ansu's navy blue eyes exude the brilliance of democracy. He truly loves these people. "The people here are very peaceful and love life. They love the warm sunshine and clear air."
"However, one day, the power of evil eroded this peaceful land. From then on, death and despair became the main theme of the world, but this country should not be like this."
"After I take office, I will focus on solving the biggest pollution problem that is currently oppressing the people, keeping pollution away from this land, and making society more harmonious and beautiful."
"That's my promise to the people."
Ansu looked seriously into Miss Luojia's eyes. He paused and said seriously:
"Miss Luojia, until then, I need your help."
The warm yellow sunlight shines through the screen glass and reflects in the young man's pure and flawless eyes. He didn't lie. He truly and sincerely needs Miss Luojia's help.
Do you now know how powerful your sister is?
Feeling Ansu's pleading eyes, the little witch instantly became proud. She snorted softly and put her hands on her hips proudly. She glanced at Ansu secretly again, showing an expression of 'There's really nothing I can do about you', and shook her head helplessly.
"You are such a big kid, but you still can't live without me."
"Since you begged me so."
"Tell me, how do you want this saint to help you? Do you want to use the power of the saint to purify the filth, or do you want this saint to hold a blessing ceremony?"
Luojia crossed her legs triumphantly and looked up at Ansu with a smile, like a little hen winning a battle.
"Neither."
"After I take the stage."
Ansu looked at her and smiled expressionlessly:
"I'm going to shut down your cake shop immediately!"