Darkstone Code-Chapter 785 - 0783 The Last Face

"You’ve been quite active recently!"

In the embassy, Mr. Truman looked at Lynch, dressed in noble attire, in front of him and couldn’t help but tease, "Even within the Federation, there are often news reports related to you. Everyone is very interested in your affairs."

Lynch, a native Federation nationality Gafura noble, received attention in the Federation second only to the election.

If he had some extraordinary background, for example, if he were a descendant of the Akiner Clan or had any blood relation with Mr. Wardrick, people might not have paid so much attention to this young man.

In the magical country of the Federation, capital can always continuously create miracles, and people are no longer as interested in the miracles created by capital as they were in previous years.

News like being admitted to major Saint Harmony Alliance Schools for "possessing exquisite culinary skills" or for "singing beautifully" no longer have the same heat as in previous years.

If someone truly believes that a student can be admitted to the best university just because they can grill steak, then they must be a fool, although indeed, many people initially believed it to be true.

The university interview is a magical process, where exam scores don’t matter, but the interview is the most important. At this time, fully showcasing your talents and presenting the recommendation letters you’ve prepared for a long time are important ways to enter the university.

Lynch doesn’t have such an astonishing background. He’s not the child of a big capitalist or the descendant of a big politician. He’s just the offspring of a working-class family.

Like most ordinary people, after completing high school, he began his new life, struggling in society.

So the more successful he is, the more he attracts people’s attention. People pay attention to him not entirely out of admiration or envy but because they are willing to use him as an example to tell themselves that society isn’t as dark as they imagined.

Look!

Here’s a kid who came from among us, and he’s doing no worse than anyone else!

The Federation Government also greatly aided in this regard. They pushed these stories to dominate various news lists, ensuring they remained a hotly debated topic.

The Federation Government and capitalists are well aware that sheer exploitation and oppression of the working people won’t bring long-term benefits.

It’s necessary to use scientific methods to extract people’s value for the long term.

Giving people hope, role models, and motivation to strive and then securely fastening a collar named "social insurance" and the foundation for a better future life around their necks.

This way, people won’t stand up to fight with weapons in hand to defend their freedom and rights. They will only obediently work like beasts, with arms and legs on the ground, in the sunless mill.

Lynch is such a seasoning agent; he tells people, especially those at the bottom, one thing—there is still hope.

In response to Mr. Truman’s tease, Lynch merely smiled back, "I thought you wouldn’t come!"

Lynch was a bit surprised when he heard it was Mr. Truman leading the team to Gafura.

You must know that the presidential election is about to take place; he should be busy working on election-related matters in the election office instead of representing the Federation in negotiating deep cooperation abroad.

Mr. Truman immediately guessed what Lynch wanted to say, and he squinted, "The President hired a... team, so they temporarily don’t need me."

The... gentleman Mr. Truman mentioned is from a relatively famous campaign team in Bupen. Among their core personnel are five former Members of Parliament, and the gentleman who hasn’t been named yet is the team’s leader. He himself served as governor for eight years, and his father was once a Federation President.

In each of Bupen’s major campaign teams, experience is also an important evaluation factor, and in successful campaign teams, nearly all members are former politicians. Many Members of Parliament, governors, and state legislators enter this industry upon retirement.

Or they simply quit halfway through to join this endeavor!

It’s not that those people are not smart, but this industry is genuinely lucrative, and once successful, it brings an endless stream of income.

At the same time, it’s also a rule in the Federation.

The President selects a suitable campaign team to serve him. Once this team starts working, they will take over the President’s campaign fund account and control the funds inside.

A clever team can fully utilize the campaign funds in every detail, ensuring all money is spent by the end. Sometimes shortages occur, but they are rare.

This requires ample experience to know how to reasonably spend all the money, and it also requires the team to have a significant influence in Congress and domestic politics.

Historically, some presidents have established various campaign teams or joined campaign teams after retirement.

Every election, every four years, brings billions of profits to this industry.

From the President down to city councilors, they all need professional consulting services, which has become an industrial chain.

Mr. Truman couldn’t involve himself in the core contents of the election, so he simply led a team to Gafura, taking the opportunity to familiarize himself with his upcoming work.

After all, he is the first Minister of the Ministry of International Affairs, and future diplomatic matters will rely more heavily on him, so letting him meet leaders of various countries is beneficial.

After briefly explaining the situation, Mr. Truman didn’t mention it again, believing Lynch understood the intricacies involved.

Bupen is more lively than a festival now; walking around the President’s Mansion, you can see all kinds of people in formal attire, all with "I’m a politician" looks, hurriedly coming and going.

The large-scale political trade activity that occurs once every four years is about to start, and it is full of restless energy.

"I didn’t expect Gafura to be so lively recently. Is it related to you?"

Mr. Truman looked at Lynch, and his intuition told him Lynch must be related to these matters. He had a more intuitive understanding of Lynch than others.

He knew very well what kind of person Lynch was. He was meticulous, bold, opiniated, and didn’t have much of a moral sense. As long as it’s something he wanted to do, he wouldn’t care about the consequences. Most importantly, he was wise.

If these words praising the excellent qualities of humanity were individually placed on different people, they would certainly make these people stand out, but applying them to the same person would become a bit troublesome.

Smart people are never content, and Lynch can prove it.

Facing Mr. Truman’s near-certain gaze, Lynch nodded with a smile, "It’s somewhat related, but not very much. I merely gave it a little push."

"Some contradictions are buried deep in society; I just found an outlet for these pressures. The rest has nothing to do with me."

In his seemingly humble speech, Mr. Truman could feel Lynch’s deeply hidden pride.

With his strength alone, in a foreign country, stirring up a political storm, he indeed had cause to be proud.

Mr. Truman nodded, "So how will this matter proceed?"

"How far will it go before it stops?"

Lynch glanced at the sunshine outside the window. The weather was already cold, even if there was sunshine outside, but the sunlight carried a piercing chill, just like the mood of some people at this moment.

"It’s almost over..."

This political storm was about to conclude; the rulers exchanged interests and got what they wanted while also releasing some pressure.

They would quietly hibernate, waiting for the next opportunity to come.

Led by Lynch, a group of minor nobles pledged their allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor, expressing their willingness to develop in Amelie Province. This pleased the Emperor greatly. Besides granting them a certain degree of tax exemption, he also agreed to some of their requests.

Such as more flexible industry rules, domestic commercial, and political rules would not be directly applied to Amelie Province.

Meanwhile, some minor nobles among them would also hold positions in Amelie Province.

The Imperial Royal Bank would subsequently provide them with low-interest and interest-free loans, helping them quickly develop their enterprises.

People’s attention quickly shifted from the political storm and social unrest caused by Yuanrong Capital to the new round of commercial cooperation and negotiation between the Federation and Gafura.

People are always forgetful, especially those unrelated to the matter. If no wound is on them, they turn around and forget.

However, Lynch was not that forgetful. In the Gafura Imperial Capital First Prison, he met those former partners.

After Richard’s suicide, these people were immediately apprehended. Their dreams of getting rich quickly were utterly shattered into pieces.

Their assets had been entirely confiscated, and some of them would probably stay in prison for the rest of their lives, and some might even face the end of their lives.

Lynch came to the prison this time to send these people off—they mainly requested to meet Lynch, and the prison conveyed this request, after considering for a moment, Lynch agreed to their request.

This meeting was scheduled for the afternoon. In a room filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, Lynch met five Federation people about to be executed.

They applied to be tried back in the Federation, but Gafura did not approve, nor did the Federation pursue it.

At this special time, the Presidential election required considering not only domestic situations but also some international ones.

For a few criminals, it wasn’t necessary to risk potentially exacerbating conflict with Gafura to extradite them back.

Isn’t a sentence the same regardless of where it’s given?

Why bother to come back?