Chapter 150: R: Cobblepot's Happy Life (Part 2)

Cobblepot has been having a very bad time recently, or from another perspective, he has been having a very good time.

Oswald Cobblepot was born into the Cobblepot family, one of the four major gang families in the East Side, and his family conditions were considered wealthy in his early childhood.

However, in his early childhood, the pillar of his family, his father, died of pneumonia, and since then the family has fallen into decline.

Now, the era of the four major gang families in the East Side has passed, and he and his mother live in an old house on a street near the Living Hell.

His father earned some money when he was young, so Mrs. Cobblepot basically lived on these savings.

As he grew older, the family's expenses increased bit by bit. Mrs. Cobblepot relied on her husband's previous connections to find a job for little Cobblepot in the Mooney Gang.

The Mooney Gang was originally the largest gang in the Living Hell, but now, their boss, Fish Mooney, is a grumpy woman who cannot be disobeyed by anyone. Cobblepot is short and cowardly, and very disliked by Fish.

Because of this, Cobblepot was often sent out to be a doorman or umbrella boy for others in the industries on other streets.

This is not a good job. Being beaten, scolded, and teased by guests is a common occurrence, and the money earned not only has to be handed over to the gang in the area where the industry is located, but also has to be handed over to the Mooney Gang. There is not much left for Cobblepot himself.

At work, Cobblepot was often humiliated and ridiculed by others. He could only hide to the side with a gloomy face, trying his best not to attract the attention of those people, but he was still often beaten and scolded by the foreman because he was short and not strong enough. When he returned home, he was always like a drowned rat.

Originally, Cobblepot thought he would have to endure such days for a long time, but what he didn't expect was that almost overnight, Cat Getan changed its appearance.

Construction was everywhere, the whole city was recruiting workers, and all industries were lacking people. From this change, Cobblepot had worked as a bartender, sweeper, counter, waiter, and various other professions. He walked on the streets of the Living Hell and would meet people asking him if he had a job.

Before this, he was working as a waiter in the largest night market around the Living Hell. It was called a waiter, but actually, he was helping out at a barbecue stall on the side of the road, helping to wash barbecue plates, or opening beer bottles for guests.

Although this job was not easy, it was much better than being a doorman. One was that he earned more money, and the other was that he could often eat the leftovers of the barbecue.

Moreover, the customers are generally all kinds of drivers; they are often in a great hurry, ordering a portion of barbecue and a beer, eating it, and leaving immediately. They never drag things out, nor do they have any time to make things difficult for the waiters, and occasionally they can even receive a small tip.

Originally, Cobblepot was quite satisfied with such a life. At least he had taken a big step forward, but the subsequent changes were even more beyond his expectations.

Later, the transformation of the Living Hell began. Although Cobblepot didn't live inside the Living Hell, he also lived in a place not far away. He watched with his own eyes as this crowded and dilapidated city changed its appearance.

But next, his life rhythm was completely changed.

Due to the transformation of the Living Hell, many gangs set their sights on this piece of fat meat. The Mooney Gang was unable to fight against the crowd, and more gang forces poured into this poorest area, dividing the territory here, and the original Mooney Gang only had a little territory left in the southernmost part.

After the transformation was completed, the gangs began to build a management system here, but the problem came. Where could they find so many people who could manage the Living Hell?

Although this place has been transformed, it is still complicated. Those gang bosses from outside don't understand the terrain here at all, let alone collect protection fees or something.

Cobblepot is half a local. He often goes to the Living Hell to buy things, and he is also a person from the local snake Mooney Gang. The gang boss took a fancy to him, and Cobblepot began to work with them.

At first, he was responsible for counting items at the entrance of the cargo channel. As a result, the small leader responsible for cargo found that his math was good. Even if he counted items manually all day, he wouldn't count wrong, so he introduced him to collect protection fees in the commercial area of the Living Hell.

Because he had worked in a street stall in the night market before, Cobblepot soon became familiar with the boss of a restaurant in the commercial area and was specifically responsible for transporting ingredients for this restaurant.

Originally, Cobblepot's life had improved a lot by now. At least he could be considered a small leader.

Cobblepot hadn't even reached adulthood, and he was already responsible for the raw material procurement of a restaurant. Thinking about it, you can know that there is a lot of oil and water here, which is not common in Cat Getan.

But this is not over yet. Cobblepot received a good education in his early childhood and even lived in the rich area in the south, so he could write a regular English font, and he also had a talent for math and statistics, and even knew how to calculate quickly. This is a rare talent in Cat Getan!

Not long after, he was taken fancy by a big gang leader and transferred to the water management department of the Living Hell.

The so-called water management department is the place responsible for connecting and maintaining tap water and then collecting water fees.

It is called water fee, but it is also a protection fee. After a gang gets a piece of the Living Hell, the residents pay the water fees to them, and then these gangs are responsible for maintaining the tap water system.

However, the water source of the Living Hell after transformation and reconstruction is not like the previous wells. The modernized water supply system is very complicated, with water pipes extending in all directions, various pipes and valves, and several specifications of water meters. These things gangs can't figure out at all.

Once, in the process of collecting water fees, a conflict occurred between the gang and the local residents. It was Cobblepot who took a look at the reading on the water meter to stop the fire that might happen.

That's right, the entire water management department, only Cobblepot could read the water meter.

So he was promoted to be the person in charge of the tap water system in the North 2nd District of the Living Hell.

Although it sounds ridiculous, the fact is like this. Cobblepot's promotion path is so smooth, not because this underage little Penguin is very powerful now, but mainly because others are too bad.

When he became a department head, life was of course better. Cobblepot didn't even have to turn around in the Living Hell himself, just let people copy the readings on the water meter, and he could accurately judge how much water a household used and how much protection fee should be collected.

However, such days didn't last long. Gangs also found that it was not enough to rely on a genius like Cobblepot, who couldn't be found in a hundred people, to maintain the operation of the entire system.

So, they started a vigorous activity of preparing for a vocational school.

According to Cat Getan's second law, by the time the school's venue was selected, personnel were ready, and even teachers had been found, the gang bosses found that they had no students.

Gang bosses themselves definitely didn't have time to learn these things. They already had enough things to manage.

And the middle level of the gangs, generally, also didn't know anything, couldn't even spell their own names, and each of them smoked, drank, and gambled. Their brains hadn't turned for many years, and sending them to school was also a waste.

So, these gang bosses could only choose from the second generation of gangs, or some young small leaders' children, preferably ten-something years old. It didn't matter if they had strange hobbies, as long as they didn't drink or take drugs and ruin their brains.

Even with such tolerant conditions, after picking and choosing, they didn't gather 20 students.

No way, gangs could only cast a wide net. Even if they were street urchins, as long as they were okay, they would all be caught to go to school.

So, the excellent Cobblepot became the first batch of students in the vocational school, and, Cobblepot was the top student in the first place as soon as he entered this class.

He received a good education when he was young, not only with good handwriting and good at math, but even knew how to play a little violin. In this environment where everyone is prenatal education, he is simply outstanding.

But to say that his life is not good, it is indeed.

Although he came to school, the tap water system in his territory still relied on him to maintain it. Cobblepot studied during the day and had to work overtime at night. He lived in the office directly these days, and didn't even have a chance to go home.

Although he was no longer as down-and-out as a drowned rat, he also became a ruthless overtime machine.

The main theme of Cobblepot's life recently is one word, busy.

Because the tap water system in his area is well maintained, and the income is higher than other places, the boss of this gang intends to hand over the 3rd area to him.

Although this gang is a big gang, it is much worse than the Twelve Families and doesn't have the ability to hire professionals. The entire system relies on Cobblepot alone to maintain it.

Cobblepot also knew for the first time that the job of sitting in the office is not easier than being exposed to the wind and sun outside.

But to say that he is having a good time, it is indeed.

Cobblepot now fully understands what is called, knowledge changes destiny.

Just because his math is good, he has been promoted all the way. Not to mention being bullied when he was a doorman, now he manages more than 20 gang members under him.

Because Cobblepot doesn't need others to help him calculate, others just run errands, and they also have a share of the water fees collected. Many people love to do this job, and they rely on Cobblepot to make money, so they are naturally very complimentary to him.

Cobblepot now has his own small territory, and even if he saves some more money, he and Mrs. Cobblepot can move directly out of that dark old house and live in a nice apartment.

Moreover, most of the teachers invited by the gangs are quite headache-stricken about the situation here. They didn't expect that the students they were going to teach would be like this before they came. In this environment, Cobblepot, who learns fast and is focused, looks particularly cute.

Gloomy appearance? What does that matter? Look at this group of bastards. Anyone with less than ten metal rings on their whole head is considered a conservative.

Hook nose? He didn't put a string of nose rings on his nose, which is already quite image-conscious.

Short stature? That's also better than those who have thorns on their butts in the classroom every day, jumping up and down.

The student image that teachers like mostly has the same temperament, and Cobblepot happens to have this temperament.

He looks a bit cowardly and taciturn. In the eyes of his peers, this is not gregarious, but in the eyes of teachers and professors, it is the performance of a law-abiding good student.

Facts have proved that in the future Cat Getan big stage, being able to occupy a place and compete on the same stage with crazy geniuses like the Joker, Penguin is of course very outstanding. These courses in vocational school not only couldn't stop him, but also gave him a very large space to play.

Even Victor looked at him with admiration, calling Cobblepot "lettuce in the carrot field."

Hearing Victor's evaluation, Schiller was a bit dumbfounded. It is difficult for him to describe the wonderful feeling of someone who has read the original comics when hearing Mr. Freeze evaluate Penguin as a genius.

He also doesn't know whether this is an arrangement in the dark, or mutual appreciation between villains and villains. In short, Victor and Cobblepot gradually began to appreciate each other.

In Victor's eyes, Cobblepot became a good-learning genius who came out of the mud without being stained, while in Cobblepot's eyes, Victor became a good teacher who treated students equally and did not discriminate against him.

As for Schiller, after he finished that lesson, he threw all the work of organizing classroom discipline to Victor, and he himself drank coffee and fished in the office of Cat Getan University every day, making Victor scold him as an old oil stick.

And Cobblepot, of course, didn't forget that Schiller was a special guest he met at that time.

At that time, Schiller's words and deeds made him have a good impression of the professor profession, and now, Victor also proved that reading more books is indeed different.

Cobblepot even had the idea of whether to take the college entrance examination. When this idea appeared in his heart, he felt a bit absurd.

Take the college entrance examination? This is a very distant thing for every bottom-level person in Cat Getan.

But this future Penguin, the thing he lacks most is ambition.

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