Darkstone Code

Chapter 1063 - 1061: Inferiority

Every penny in a capitalist’s pocket is tainted with sin.

This statement doesn’t necessarily only apply to capitalists.

In this room, there are capitalists, and people associated with them.

To the people of the Federation, the United Development Company helped the Nagariel people free themselves from the corrupt feudal rule, improved their lives, allowing everyone to live as equally as possible.

But to the Nagariel people, especially the upper-middle class of Nagariel society, the Federation people are demons.

The same thing also happened in Mariluo, and in many other places...

Outside the gates of factories closed due to Federation products being dumped, bankrupt factory owners squat on the ground helplessly looking back at their factories sealed off.

To them, the capitalists of the Federation, and products from the Federation bring only endless resentment and even hatred.

They wouldn’t think for the Federation people, wouldn’t consider how a factory provides so many jobs to society, lifts so many families out of poverty, allowing them to have meals, and fill their stomachs...

They don’t think about these things; in their hearts, the Federation people and their products are evil!

In this room, every successful individual has a floor of bones beneath their feet.

This isn’t the "unique ruthlessness of big shots," it’s just what Lynch sees.

The world itself is this ruthless, nature is like this.

"Mr. Lynch..." someone suddenly approached, Lynch looked at him, he was a very young man, perhaps just a few years older than himself?

It’s possible he’s in his thirties.

The method of guessing age by looking at the face only applies to the lower class; those in high society have many ways to appear younger.

In recent years, a very terrifying cosmetic method has circulated in society, supposedly originating from a medical research study.

The aim of the study was certain necessary elements the amniotic fluid provides for fetal growth; perhaps some people behind the scenes exaggerated the role of amniotic fluid.

Initially, people only used sheep’s amniotic fluid to produce various health products, but now, in some places, human amniotic fluid is being used—abortion is illegal, so this business is also illegal.

The business being good is illegal, but the product isn’t illegal.

Whether it’s effective is hard to say; some who have used it find it quite effective, while others say the effect isn’t very noticeable.

So the young man before Lynch should look about the same age as him, but who knows his real age, it might be older than it appears?

Lynch extended his hand and shook hands with this peer, "Hello... sorry, I seem to not recognize you."

"My name is Jason..." a very common name, Lynch didn’t display any meaning due to his common name, just continued to look at him.

He knows some people have very strange psychological diseases.

They... want to show themselves as low-key but deliberately convey to others their extraordinariness.

Just like they’d wear a cheap suit to work, yet wear expensive watches and drive costly cars.

What’s most amusing is these people very much want someone to look down on them, then reveal some strengths to give a thorough rebuttal.

Such people are sick.

The young man in front of Lynch is probably one of them, Lynch can feel it because he first introduced his name and then paused.

Generally, in such social occasions, unless someone is famously known like a Senator or nearly everyone knows, they typically wouldn’t just introduce their name.

Even if they did introduce only their name, they would quickly add their job or other things representing themselves afterward.

This young man didn’t, it seems he’s waiting for others to give him a lower evaluation.

Lynch’s composure made the young man smile happily, "I forgot to mention, I’m Jason Duncan, Mr. Jeruno is my uncle."

Lynch looked slightly surprised, but not too shocked, making the young man feel Lynch’s reaction was appropriate.

"How is Mr. Jeruno doing? I haven’t seen him for a while."

Very common social opening, starting with someone everyone knows, gradually introducing to the social content.

Jason nodded, "My uncle is in very good health, he always has endless energy; he often mentions you, considers you the most outstanding of our generation."

The mutual praise chat always leaves one feeling delighted; Lynch glanced at Austin by his side with a smile, "It makes me a bit ashamed to say that..."

After expressing some humility, Lynch asked, "Did you buy a house here too?"

Jason nodded his head once, "Yes, I bought two houses; I quite like this location, it has great value appreciation potential."

Saying so, Jason paused, "Mr. Lynch, I heard your work over in Mariluo is going smoothly, is it?"

Lynch nodded slightly, and Jason took out a business card, handing it over, "I think we could explore some cooperation in certain areas, maybe we could sit down and chat when you have time?"

Lynch wasn’t sure what business he had to discuss with this family; he didn’t even know Jason.

However, he still took the business card, "Of course, no problem, I’ll arrange it."

"Well then, I won’t disturb you!", Jason smiled and nodded to both of them, "Have a pleasant evening, Mr. Lynch, and this lady."

Watching Jason leave, Lynch seemed to be specifically reminding Austin, "You know, the Federation’s biggest slave trader is the Duncan family."

"But as far as I know, most of the legislators in the entire Congress stand with the Duncan family, and the rest, even if they don’t like the Duncan family that much, won’t openly take an opposing stance."

"They are definitely connected with Horn, unless you overthrow this family, no matter how much you investigate, it will be useless."

Lynch looked at Austin with some curiosity, "Did you offend your superior, or did your superior offend someone, so they assigned you this task?"

Austin appeared confused, "Duncan family... I’ve never heard of them, are they famous?"

Lynch was silent for a moment, "It’s best if you have never heard of them..."

Horn chatted with everyone about the future of Paradise Island, even jokingly mentioning the creation of an interesting small organization called Paradise Association on the island.

Every legislator is a property owner on Paradise Island, and whether to increase or decrease the members of Paradise Association in the future, one rule must be followed.

That is, one must own real estate on the island, otherwise, no matter how much money is offered, they won’t be allowed to join.

This place is like a small kingdom, all property owners are nobles, and others are residents or "inferiors" working here.

This rhetoric aligns with the perception of Federation’s upper-class society, as everyone acknowledges the civilization development of Federation comes from Gafura, it’s an undisputed fact.

And Gafura is a monarchical country, with imperial power, nobility, and a strictly hierarchical social class.

These upper-class people of Federation shout "breaking classes, equality and freedom" while yearning for the life in Gafura.

That’s also why the Akiner Clan maintains certain status in the Federation, because they are "nobles."

"Actually speaking... today we have two nobles here!", Horn mentioned while inching towards this topic.

Lynch immediately realized he was going to be the focus of attention, even if only temporarily.

"The first one is the second son of Mr. Akiner..."

Following Horn’s voice, people looked towards a young man standing in the crowd, presumably Anna’s brother.

Saying he’s young, he appears to be in his thirties, a very impeccable gentleman.

He smiled back at the curious, friendly or other gazes, and reciprocated the gestures.

In the Federation’s upper society, the Akiner Clan indeed holds a formidable position.

"The second gentleman is Lynch, the legendary figure who became a noble of Gafura as a Federation citizen for the first time in history!"

Horn added more description when introducing Lynch, an expression of flattery.

In terms of influence, personal wealth, and his tactics, Lynch supersedes the young man from the Akiner Clan.

People don’t know much about Lynch’s matters, but how could opportunists like Horn not have enough understanding of their "clients"?

There’s always talk of someone’s good fortune, but sometimes it’s not about luck.

Like Horn, he was nothing more than a small merchant before, not even counted as a capitalist, but he had the ambition and desire to become a big capitalist.

So he found such an opportunity, and now, he is expanding his gains.

He wants to turn these ninety-something property owners into his "allies," thus Paradise Association was born!

They will become a whole, allowing Horn to, to some extent, leverage or utilize these people’s businesses and networks to achieve his own aspiration for success.

Therefore, Horn is a very smart and capable person, he knows what to do at what time.

Lynch holds the Federation’s largest private military force at present and is himself a "first generation," as long as he decides something, no one will oppose.

If such a person is not worth paying attention to, then who is?

Following Horn’s mention, people once again looked at Lynch, who gracefully nodded continuously to acknowledge and respond to the gazes.

Austin’s expression was stiff; she wasn’t accustomed to such occasions, watching as a bodyguard from the side she hadn’t felt anything wrong.

But standing here, she suddenly felt like she became a clown!

A clown in terms of wealth, status, and influence!

She shouldn’t be standing here; she should be standing by the wall, wearing anti-stab gear, quietly watching everything happening here, instead of being here!