Alpha has not been taught.

The two families had dinner happily. Alpha dragged Mo Xiaolan out, who didn't want to set off the fireworks. Violet warned Alpha that they had to wait until 8 o'clock to set off the fireworks. The two were still under the care of the housekeeper and servants.

They started running around the manor, but Alpha always dragged Mo Xiao, who was 10 months older than him, along the way.

"Sorry, I didn't want to tell you originally, after all, you might be worried."

Jean said, and the two couples shook their heads helplessly.

"Mr. Jean, I don't object to you taking Alpha to those places, or dangerous places, it doesn't matter, as long as you are there, it will be fine, but I think..."

"Power is a double-edged sword!"

Gene said and took out a cigarette, and Mo Yingying nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Jean, I think girls should be more reserved. After all, Alpha will become the princess of the city in the future. It is better to teach her less about fighting and the like."

"I actually came here today to confirm something with you. When the two children turn 10, I want to take them to the school we run, so I'll let you know in advance."

Gene said, bowed to the two couples, and then looked at the four of them seriously.

"Both these two children have their own talents. I must train successors for the city. Please understand!"

Mo Yingying didn't care, but Avano and Violet hesitated.

"Can we wait until Alpha is 10 years old to make a decision on this matter, Mr. Jean?"

Gene nodded. The two children will enter school next year. He naturally knows what the couple means. As a member of the family, if there is no support from the family circle, it will not be good for the future of the two children.

At this time, Gene's phone rang again. As soon as he answered it, his expression became serious. He picked up the coat on the sofa and held it behind his back with one hand.

"I'm sorry, everyone, please help me and my two children to say sorry. There was a fierce bloody conflict in a factory in the southern part of the lower level. The army has gone over to blockade and suppress it."

"It's better to leave it to the army, Mr. Jean!"

Gene smiled slightly and jumped to the window. He shook his head.

"It's enough for me. They only need to block it. After all, I don't want the younger generation to have blood on their hands to welcome the arrival of the next new generation!"

In the dark night, Jean quickly shuttled between some floors. He knew very well what he could do and what he should do. He had to make the city more stable as soon as possible, and then wait for the research on the materialization of light and shadow to be successful.

After that, continue to search for supplies outside the barrier.

On the first day of the new year, riots still broke out. Looking at the riots happening on the mobile phone screen, 37 administrators have been held hostage, and the angry workers even held some factory directors hostage.

Who is responsible, who is at fault, capitalists, managers, ordinary people, everything is rotating in Gene's head, although the source is that the factory director asked the workers to work overtime in order to cope with the New Year's shopping rush

, but the wages given to them are still the same, and some workers are threatened to be fired directly if they do not work overtime.

This was the trigger, and some administrators who went to the scene to maintain order became violent.

7:40

Gene stood next to the large chimney at the top of a factory. The fire was soaring into the sky, and the air was filled with an unbearable pungent metallic smell. Gene was leaning against the pillar quietly, still waiting for the managers to deal with it.

According to the situation, the army has sealed off the area around this violent place. Without Jean's order, everyone can only stand ready. Once the army breaks in, it will only cause greater casualties.

Billowing smoke continued to evaporate from a factory in front of him, and memories of such eras overlapped in his mind. Jean had seen this scene countless times. When a society moves from war to civilization, it will inevitably

Experiencing the baptism of capital was cruel and despairing. Many people who managed to survive saw the dawn of a new era.

When the dawn of this new era shone, there were already piles of corpses. Jean lit a cigarette, and soon light blue particles appeared in his eyes. His sight began to move forward and upward, inside the factory.

The administrators were hung up and beaten one by one, some of them were already dead, but the anger accumulated over the years had infected the crowd, and they were completely out of control under the emotional infection.

Even some dead managers were still being beaten, and the factory manager had been hanged at the door.

"The law doesn't punish everyone!"

Jean lowered his head quietly. It was clearly stipulated in the law that for more than 8 hours a day, 1.3 to 1.5 times the salary must be settled as overtime pay. However, in actual implementation, most businessmen in order to circumvent the labor law,

Signing temporary labor contracts with workers always finds ways to circumvent the law.

"What should I do Ellie!"

Gene raised his head, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. There were some managers who were being hung up, some factory managers, and in front of him were a large number of angry workers, hundreds and dozens of them.

Trolley problem!

Faced with this seemingly simple, but eternal and unsolvable proposition, Gene knew very well that morality and law had no meaning at this time.

"Do we really have to encounter the tram problem again and again?"

Gene's eyes gradually turned cold. The moment he threw away the cigarette butt, another person died.

In an instant, with a burst of light blue light, many angry people in the factory came towards Jean with weapons in hand.

Jean quietly looked at the roars around him and the weapons that were about to hit him. He was a little distracted for a moment, but in the next second, a few of them had already cut through the crowd.

Splattered blood, Jean's somewhat hesitant and helpless eyes, angry faces, and wailing sounds!

"At 8:13, the suppression is completed!"

A bunch of managers stood tremblingly in front of Jean, and the military people were cleaning up.

"Lord Jean, the death toll is 181."

Jean raised his head slightly.

"Send all those who participated in this riot to work on the eastern farms, and revoke the factory's operating license! They will never be allowed to operate the factory in the future."

Gene picked up the blood-stained coat and stood up, and a bunch of officials bowed and saluted.

"Listen carefully, if this kind of issue comes up next time in this area or anywhere, please hand over your management officer's ID!"

After walking out of the factory, Gene returned to the roof and took out the phone. After a while, Hawke's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Asshole Gene! It's over!"

"Well! I'll leave it to you to deal with Hawke in the future."

Just when Gene was about to hang up the phone, Hawke said.

"Don't be confused Jean, if you are confused...it's no one's fault, because as humans we are stupid and excessive. If you don't want this to happen again and again, create a

We will not let this happen again and again, and cut off this nightmare-like chain. This is what you, as gods, should do, otherwise you will violate the name of God!"

Gene smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, Hawke, I have to trouble you every time. I'll treat you to a drink when I have time!"

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Gene returned to school. He found a dormitory, took off his clothes, and sat quietly in the living room after taking a shower. The movie had already started for an hour.

"C, what's the problem?"

C, who was standing at the window, slowly opened the door and walked in, bowing respectfully.

"What a wonderful way to deal with it, Gene beats people up."

Jean looked at C. who looked longingly.

"This is not something worthy of praise, C, remember, you are human!"

C chuckled and sat next to Gene.

"Then leave all the problems caused by human beings to us. Sir Jean, I think we can help you share the burden. Our second city's crisis response department has been established."

Gene sighed and put a hand on C's head.
Chapter completed!