Chapter 1613

"You overestimate me."

Facing the middle-aged man's invitation, recalling the changes, large and small, she had seen in the capital over the past half-year, as well as the series of new regulations the Cleanup Bureau was pushing, the red-haired director couldn't help but shake her head, her expression earnest as she said:

"I might not be a fool, but I am far from as clever as you think. My vision can only wander within the familiar range around me, while truly clever people are born standing higher, able to see at a glance places I cannot see at all.

And you also overestimate yourself. Although the Cleanup Bureau looks weak now, it is actually very different from the past. If we just wait for another generation or two, perhaps there will be no need for you or me to do anything at all, and the situation will change significantly on its own."

"Heh."

The middle-aged man sneered upon hearing this, then said with disdain:

"So you mean that in the years before I came back to life, a clever person suddenly appeared, and the Cleanup Bureau, which couldn't be changed for thousands of years, has already been moved by him?"

"Yes."

Recalling the documents she had seen, the red-haired director nodded quite firmly:

"Although it is only the beginning for now, I am very certain that the Cleanup Bureau, and even the entire present world, is moving in a better direction. There is simply no need for you to do any more..."

"Forget it!"

After interrupting the red-haired director, the thin, tall middle-aged man glanced at her with disappointment, then said with a cold expression:

"It was my mistake to still have expectations of you. Perhaps we were never meant to be on the same path."

"Don't be in such a hurry... You've only just returned, why not look at the situation first..."

"I have already seen the first half of my life very clearly!"

After raising his volume slightly, the middle-aged man sneered:

"The Kingdom of Heroism is not heroic at all. Before it was destroyed by your own hands, the East Levin Kingdom had already rotted to its roots. Thousands of people died in the arena every year, yet those who died in resistance could be counted on two hands.

The so-called citizens flowing with heroic blood would rather fight each other like beasts for others' amusement, bleeding out in an arena full of footprints and mud, than stand up to resist the injustice they suffered. Then it would be better to replace them all with my blood! Just let me help them make the decision!

Similarly, your so-called Kingdom of Justice is the same. It claims to regard justice as life, yet it is the group that believes in fairness the least. Only those with status similar to their own deserve fairness, and they only practice justice when it doesn't concern their own interests. This kind of conditional justice is better off not existing at all!"

"..."

"You should also know something about the Seven Evils and Six Virtues of the Thirteen Kingdoms. Do I need to explain the situation of these kingdoms in the present world to you again?"

Looking at the silent red-haired director, the middle-aged man evaluated with a cold face:

"The Molna Kingdom, flowing with the blood of temperance, holds the richest Land of Gold; the Perti Kingdom, which calls itself merciful, has the most displaced people among the Thirteen Kingdoms; the Kingdom of Cliff, known for its diligence, not only has the most barren land but also lives by plundering externally, just like the Thousand Sails Sea Kingdom.

The extravagance of temperance, the cold apathy of mercy, the laziness of diligence, the arrogance of humility... plus the Kingdom of Heroism without courage, and the Kingdom of Justice lacking fairness... I ask you, compared to the Seven Evil Kingdoms, how much difference is there between the so-called Six Virtuous Kingdoms?"

"It will slowly get better..."

Facing the middle-aged man's questioning, the red-haired director couldn't help but close her eyes, then defended herself somewhat powerlessly:

"I haven't been to many places over the years, but judging from the situation around me, changes are already happening. As long as you wait patiently, these problems should all be solved in the future." "How to solve them? Relying on whom? Relying on the Cleanup Bureau that created this situation in the first place?"

The middle-aged man sneered upon hearing this:

"I have seen it very clearly. The reason the present world has rotted into this state is because of the incompetence of the Cleanup Bureau! In order to maintain the old order and pay the 'rewards' to those sitting in the palace, the Cleanup Bureau will not allow even a kingdom that has rotted to its roots to truly fall!"

As long as the bloodline of the Thirteen Royal Families is not severed, and the Cleanup Bureau hasn't felt the pain truly, the corresponding Thirteen Kingdoms will be propped up again. At most, they will just change their appearance. As long as you dig up the soil and look down, what is eventually revealed from the ground will still be the same rotted tree roots!"

"The Cleanup Bureau has already..."

"Enough, I have no interest in debating this with you. You have completely become like those old things, and even the words you use to persuade me are almost the same. I have no interest in talking to you anymore."

After interrupting the red-haired director again, the middle-aged man said with some lack of interest:

"Weren't you just fishing for information, wanting to know my purpose? It doesn't matter if I tell you my purpose.

In the East Levin Kingdom, which was destroyed by the Thirteen Ant Nests back then, everyone has been replaced with my blood and has become a part of me and the Crimson Blood. They are not completely dead, and now I intend to rely on this connection to bring them all back in one go!"

"?!!!"

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, the red-haired director's pupils shrank violently, and the glass in her hand exploded with a bang. A large amount of fine glass shards splashed in all directions, inciting a large area of panicked screams.

"I'm sorry! I'm truly sorry!"

After hurriedly pacifying the surrounding guests, promising to waive the cost of this time, and providing some compensation, the waiter who had served the wine earlier hurried over, asking with a panicked look:

No content to be seen!

"Guest! Are you injured? You... the quality of the wine glasses here is very good. Even if you hit them with a hammer, they would only get a few cracks; they shouldn't have exploded... Your hand..."

"I'm fine."

"How could you be fine? That sound just now was so loud..."

"I'm really fine!"

The red-haired director, whose face was somewhat pale, raised her head and glanced in the direction of the waiter. The moment her eyes met his, the panicked expression on the waiter's face was instantly wiped away, and his worried eyes settled down again.

After a brief flash of confusion, the waiter shivered slightly, then a professional smile subconsciously appeared on his face, revealing eight white teeth as he took the initiative to speak:

"Welcome, may I ask if you are... hmm? Why are there so many empty bottles here?"

"I drank them. You go down; I'll call you later."

After responding to deal with him and brushing off the bewildered waiter, the red-haired director stared fixedly at the middle-aged man across the table, her voice trembling with disbelief:

"You mean, you can resurrect all the citizens of the East Levin Kingdom... all of them?"

(End of chapter)