Snow looked at the report in his hand and sighed slightly. Although he had expected it, seeing this number, he still felt a bit sad.
Of course he would be happy if the good guy who died could survive, but that didn't mean he could ignore the passers-by who also died.
But he also understood from the beginning that he could not save everyone.
Not to mention that there are only a few hundred enthusiastic core members, and it is impossible to protect the East District with millions of people. More importantly, this involves Qiao San and Father Mao Zi.
Qiao San would not say anything to save some people. After all, a population of 10,000 people was nothing compared to the 100,000 people who were falsely reported, not to mention that the enthusiasm itself represented an irrational "new order."
But if he dares to save everyone, Qiao San will definitely explode, because you reported hundreds of thousands of casualties, but there was not even a single corpse. Isn’t this nonsense?
In fact, Snow even suspected that the reason why the Eraser Angel came to him first, instead of hiding Ms. Despair first, was to remind him not to go too far.
After all, the phrase "This is the choice of the times" is too symbolic.
Giving up some people just to save more people is not in line with Snow's "aesthetics" after all.
"Sir, we have tried our best." Garner noticed Snow's complicated emotions and said in a serious tone. Although he is a gangster, his life in the past six months has allowed him to adapt to his current identity.
He is no longer the young leader of the gang, but a gangster superstar who leads the poor and is the protector of all East Enders.
Thinking of the corpses and the survivors who were still suffering from the plague, he felt that his heart was twitching.
"Yes, I have tried my best. No one can save everyone." Snow played with the badge of darkness in his hand and sighed slightly. He took out the checkbook from his arms and signed a check that was not too big, but enough to support him.
The figures of many people, "Use this money to buy food and medicine first. When facing those people who are hoarding food and medicine, you can let them understand the meaning of the word gangster."
"Understood." Kano took the check. Although he controlled part of the enthusiasm of the docks and hotels and also had his own revenue, at this time, the money was definitely not too much.
Watching Garner put away the check, Snow turned his attention to another person—Lavis, who was wearing work clothes but with a somewhat bookish air.
"Lavis, have you decided?" Snow tapped the edge of the table gently and asked in a calm tone. Lavis nodded slightly:
"Yes, the labor movement in Loon is on the right track. It can continue even without me, and with the implementation of the Civil Service Act, our people can slowly enter the grassroots and change this country. As for the strike, which is so dangerous and fierce
The means are no longer necessary.”
"Do you have a goal?" Snow was noncommittal about Lavis's decision. He just asked casually, as if asking a child whether he wants to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University.
"I plan to go to the Fusac Empire." Lavis gave an unexpected answer.
Although Snow felt from the bottom of his heart that Fusak was a good match for the labor movement, the problem was...
"Why not Intis? Compared to Fusac, as the starting point of the industrial revolution, there are more workers in Intis, right?"
There was scrutiny in Snow's eyes. When Lavis heard this, he answered confidently:
"Because Intis no longer has the environment for 'peaceful evolution'."
Having said this, Lavis sighed and said:
"The regime of Intis has been controlled by capitalists and businessmen. They control absolute rules. Whether it is laws or concepts, the working class is at an absolute disadvantage. They do not value 'respectability' as much as the Loen people. They can even
Change the law to make everything we do criminal.
In contrast, the Fusac Empire is still an imperial system. The royal family and capital are natural contradictions. The royal family wants sufficient control, but capital will never be satisfied. The rule makers want to suppress capital. This is
The soil in which we grow.”
"It seems you have thought it over carefully."
Snow nodded slightly, agreeing with Lavis's answer, and then wrote a series of numbers on the checkbook and handed it to him:
"Fusac is no better than Loen. You won't get enthusiastic assistance there, and you have to work hard on your own. Although it can be...
