Resurrection Empire

Chapter 727 274: The Young Nangao Town_2

"In this year's census, actually, my Nangao Town has ample quota, but I still drove out those over forty from the town in advance, leaving only the young and robust. I do this every year, continually eliminating the redundant and keeping the useful to ensure Nangao Town always remains vibrant. Coincidentally, these two drawn in the lottery were actually the last two over forty in Nangao Town. They are both forty-five and consume twelve Advanced Anti-Aging Potions a year, wasting resources. They rely on their high prestige among the town's wilderness survivors to disregard my rules repeatedly. Furthermore, their presence in recent years has significantly hindered my plans to eradicate the elderly. Others always use them to make a point. So, I gave them a small lesson."

Ren Zhong remained silent.

He actually wanted to say that Starfire Town's past downfall had nothing to do with the elderly; it was purely because Yang Bingzhong had betrayed them mercilessly.

The Mayor continued to speak confidently: "According to the rules, I could directly appoint the sacrificial candidates. Yet, I gave them an apparently fair lottery, precisely for today. Actually, I know my little tricks can't really kill those two old men. Of course, that's not my aim. They will ultimately come up with a compromise and find two scapegoats from below. But after such a stir, their prestige will be gone, and they must die next year. Another confrontation will deepen the conflicts slightly, making them easier for me to handle."

Ren Zhong nodded approvingly, "Good strategy. But I have a different perspective."

"Mr. Ren, what do you think?"

"I will soon go to hunt the Vibrant Gold Tiger; there's really no need for the sacrifice today."

"Mr. Ren, no rush! Didn't I mention yesterday, the Vibrant Gold Tiger has an hour of weakness after feeding, and that's hard-earned experience from previous hunters."

Ren Zhong: "No need."

"Mr. Ren…"

Before the Mayor could finish, Ren Zhong had already leaped down.

The Mayor initially panicked but saw Ren Zhong just blended into the crowd below without a word, which gave him a sense of relief.

At that moment, the noisy crowd didn't notice him.

In the middle of the crowd, two old men had bitter expressions.

One of them, silver-haired, held tightly to a young man beside him and said, "Enough, enough. We've lived foolishly for forty-five years; it's time for us to die. Let's stop here."

As the old man spoke, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the city wall.

He wasn't foolish; he knew these were just the Mayor's petty tricks.

But at this point, saying it out loud was pointless.

The old man next to him, with a face full of wrinkles, also said, "Everyone calm down; we truly don't mind. Really... We'll die sooner or later anyway."

The youth in Fourth Level Exoskeleton Armor just shook his head, "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Peng, I'm not trying to cause trouble. This is just too unreasonable. Over forty thousand people, how could it just happen to be you two? Clearly, someone tampered, trying to take you out! If it weren't for your generous sharing of knowledge, could they have formed that Hunting Team? I'm not accepting it!"

As the young man spoke, he moved forward proactively.

The opposing crowd became tense immediately.

At this moment, a middle-aged man stepped out from the opposing crowd, biting his lip as he said, "We really didn't cheat!"

Young man: "Ha, liar! Then why not draw again?"

"What if it draws you? Or me? If redrawn, who will accept? Is there any meaning?"

Young man: "I don't care! Come on, let's draw a line, and I'll kill you first, consider it as your early sacrifice!"

Seeing the young man actually drawing a knife, the middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Don't get excited! Here's a suggestion: pick two people from your group to take the sacrifice for the two uncles, and we won't object. Is that okay? We also think it's unreasonable, drawing lots. Just pick the most useless."

The silver-haired old man and the wrinkled old man exchanged glances, the bitterness on their faces deepening.

The young man quickly took the opportunity, nodding decisively, "That's a good idea. You, and you. Get in the car!"

The young man turned back and first pointed at a one-eyed, rusted mechanical-legged man, then a silly woman.

These two, one severely disabled and the other born dim-witted, were indeed the most useless.

Countless eyes fell on them.

The dim-witted woman, unaware of the situation, giggled seemingly happy to be watched.

The one-eyed, crippled man screamed, "Why me? What did I do wrong? I'm not forty, didn't draw the lot, why me? Who said I'm useless? How many here haven't watched a movie at my shop? Just because my projector's broken and not yet fixed, I'm useless? I object! Mayor, you need to help me!"

The crippled man turned and shouted toward the city wall.

The Mayor's voice came through the loudspeaker, "I'm giving you one more chance to choose, vote now. Those in favor of these two being scapegoats for the 'prestigious' old gentlemen, raise your right hand."

The Mayor's words fell.

The next second, under the complex gaze of over forty thousand, more than forty thousand right hands slowly rose in silence.

The Mayor continued, "Aren't the parties involved raising their hands? Are you opposing?"

The two old men exchanged glances and finally raised their right hands too.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

The peculiarity of human nature was vividly displayed.

Then, Ren Zhong soared, powered up the Red Blade Armor to 150,000 kilowatts, only to light up his rear equipment.

He said slowly, "No need for voting, no sacrifices today. I am Ren Zhong, Chairman of Ren Corporation in Starfire Town. Remember me. I've signed agreements with your Mayor and Resource Recycling Company. Now I'm going to kill the Vibrant Gold Tiger."

The Mayor's face turned ghostly pale.

In that instant, he understood Ren Zhong's real intent.

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

We've let a wolf in the door!

His lips trembled as if to speak, but he finally closed his mouth.

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