People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 251 Candela

After a while of reaction, Cast Iron tried to probe:

"Mayor Candela, please don't worry too much. We in Rhodes Island will be responsible for resolving this matter and strive to minimize the damage suffered by Dosores."

"loss?"

Candela chuckled and shook her head, then stood up with a glass of wine in her hand and walked to the window, looking out at the peaceful neighborhood near the city hall.

In the distance, the city was filled with smoke, but the City Hall was calm and peaceful.

She turned her head, looked at the cast iron people, and asked with a smile:

"Where did Dosores suffer any loss?"

The three cast iron men were a little confused.

They looked at the chaos outside the window, then looked at Candela.

"...Mayor Candela, do you usually, uh, wear glasses?"

Zhutie tried his best to use the most tactful words to question Candela's eyesight problem.

Candela was amused and waved her hand:

“I’m not short-sighted, on the contrary, what I like most is to look into the distance.

Would you like to come over and look into the distance with me?"

The three of Cast Iron exchanged glances for a moment, and finally Cast Iron stepped forward alone and stood side by side with Candela.

Candela raised the wine glass in her hand and pointed out the window:

"Miss Cast Iron, what do you see?"

"Dos Soares is experiencing a turmoil and the situation is not optimistic."

"Take a closer look. Is Dosores really dangerous?"

"..."

Cast Iron sensed what Candela meant and retracted his gaze to the peaceful vicinity of the City Hall.

After observing carefully for a while, she noticed that although the area near the city hall was calm and there were no rebels to be seen, there were still some traces of battle that were difficult to erase, proving that this place had also suffered an attack after the rebels launched the attack.

But at this time, the rebels disappeared without a trace, and their fate was self-evident.

"Mayor Candela's skills are truly amazing. She was able to take control of the home advantage so quickly."

The Cast Iron Organization hesitated for a moment and continued, "But I still don't understand why Mayor Candela didn't continue to expand his advantage and try to stabilize the situation as soon as possible, but instead allowed the rebels to destroy your city?"

"Are they really destroying my city?" Candela asked back.

It was obvious that Cast Iron couldn't keep up with Candela's train of thought and fell into confusion.

Seeing that Zhutie didn't understand, Candela shook her head slightly and explained:

“They were just destroying buildings and hunting down citizens, but they didn’t cause any substantial harm to Dosores.

If the buildings collapse, I can rebuild them. If all the citizens die, they will pour in from all over Bolivar. Dosorez will not be destroyed by such a blow."

The cast iron mouth opened slightly, shocked beyond words by Candela's words.

In Candela's eyes, human life is such a worthless thing.

In other words, those who were killed had no value, and only those who were alive and could provide labor for the Dosores industry were valuable.

In Candela's view, this rebellion was just a change in numbers in the account book.

Cast Iron was silent for a moment, suddenly losing the desire to talk.

She looked at Candela and said softly:

"In that case, I won't bother you any more."

"You came to me because you have a mission, didn't you?" Candela asked as if she could see through everything.

"Originally, yes. Rhodes Island still wants to set up an office in Dosores." Cast Iron shook his head, "But now I think this matter needs to be discussed. Please allow me to go back to Rhodes Island and consult with the leaders before making a decision."

Candela's expression did not change. She looked out the window silently and said:

“I remember your application. I rejected it without hesitation before because I have some understanding of you, Rhode Island.

Rhodes is good, but not for Dossores.”

Cast Iron did not answer.

But her attitude is one of acquiescence.

In her opinion now, Dosoles was also not suitable for Rhodes Island.

"But you know what, things are different now."

Candela's tone suddenly changed: "Because of Qi Yan, although I don't know why he chose Dosoles, his actions gave me a glimmer of hope."

"Hope?" asked Cast Iron in surprise.

"Yes, I hope." Candela raised her head and drank the red wine in one gulp, then threw away the glass.

The crisp sound of wine glasses breaking echoed in the office, and Candela opened her hands as if embracing the upcoming future.

Her laughter rang in the ears of the three cast iron men:

“You think Qi Yan is undermining Dosores, but in fact, he is the one who sees it most clearly.

Bolivar is a hopeless country. Facing the encroachment of Letania and Colombia, it has no ability to resist because Bolivar has been enslaved since its birth.

If you want to survive, you have to give up something, and if you want to resist, you also have to give up something."

Candela turned around suddenly, pointed at the smoke billowing outside, and continued:

"My existence gives Bolivar the last bit of breathing space for people.

But now it is different, because Qi Yan is here. He is like a high and mighty god, bringing judgment to this land. When the sharp blade hanging over everyone's head falls, all desires will vanish, and only those who awaken and resist can survive.

You thought it was Qi Yan who caused the turmoil, but in fact, he never attacked Dosoles from beginning to end, he was just playing!

He just forced our real enemy to appear in front of everyone, and he gave people a target.

This is Bolivar’s hope for resistance, it is the starting point, it is Qi Yan who gave Bolivar a starting point! "

Cast Iron was so frightened that he took a half step back and almost couldn't help but draw out his giant sword to fight the enemy.

Candela's expression at this moment was too terrifying. It was the ecstasy of a person who was extremely lonely and suddenly met a kindred spirit.

Candela wasn't at all surprised by cast iron's reaction, or rather, she didn't care at all.

She took a deep breath, her eyes burning with a throbbing she had never experienced before:

"I don't know what the final outcome of this turmoil will be. It could be that Dos Solés will be the spark that ignites the fire of resistance, or it could be the final straw that breaks the camel's back for Bolivar.

I don’t know what I should do, so I will do nothing and leave the stage to Qi Yan and your doctors from Rhode Island. They will give the answers.

I don't know what Qi Yan wants in the end, and I don't care. If he wants Dosorez, then give it to him. If he wants to support someone to take the position, then I will take the initiative to roll down from the position of mayor. "

"...Mayor Candela, please calm down." Cast Iron said in a somewhat nervous tone.

“I’m sorry, I really can’t control my emotions because Qi Yan has given me too many surprises. Without him, Old Pancho would never have been able to put Dosores in this seemingly critical situation.”

Candela's voice was filled with an undisguised smile: "This perfect sense of oppression makes people fearful but not desperate. It is the best soil for the birth of resistance consciousness.

If, I mean if, under Qi Yan's guidance, the Bolivarians really awaken the consciousness of resistance, and that person has enough brains to lead the people, then Rhodes Island will become the most distinguished guest of this land.

I know you don't care about this stuff, but I look forward to the day when a Rhode Island office will be established in every city in Bolivar.

Standing next to the City Hall, we can appreciate the most beautiful and greatest struggle on this earth.”