Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 476 - 84: Xi He the Organizer

Tang Feiji had feigned an understanding of all that had happened.

After some small talk, Tang Xian led Tang Feiji out to find food.

In most fortresses, the second to fourth levels represent a gradual climb to prosperity.

In a sense, Lincoln Fortress is the same, though the second level here is already comparable to the fourth levels of many other fortresses.

But the fourth level here, likewise, is as chaotic as the second levels of many fortresses.

Walking down the street, Tang Xian sought a place to eat. Along the way, he encountered many strange sights.

For instance, there was a couple, who had just come out of a movie theater with their child, happily heading home when suddenly, an assassin sprang out and eliminated the couple right in front of their child.

Then there was the moaning from a dark alley, which sounded like a woman in pain, but it also seemed not.

Or the not particularly robust middle-aged man being pummeled on the ground by seven or eight people.

The enormous billboards advertised not fashion darlings but signs of doctors who specialized in treatments such as setting bones after a fall.

This was a city with an exceedingly high crime rate, so high it was almost pathological.

The police department and the regular army were swamped, dealing with various new crimes every day.

Tang Xian and Tang Feiji finally found a lunch shop with a chicken cutlet theme, and upon entering, they saw a huge fat man, chugging family-sized cola.

The waitress who intended to collect the money did not dare to approach.

Because the fat man had a Colt Python strapped to his waist.

And unsurprisingly, this customer—who would definitely be detained in Huaxia Fortress but was nothing out of the ordinary in Lincoln Fortress—had himself a meal on the house.

The shop owner's turnover seemed to be dismal; he hesitated several times, wanting to speak out, but ultimately said nothing.

Tang Xian watched all this silently. He simply ordered food and ate quietly with Tang Feiji.

When the Rubik's Cube was present, Tang Feiji was mostly able to keep his composure.

But seeing the Rubik's Cube, the small shop owner grew tense again.

The name of a Rubik's Cube person was prominent, and it had attracted many imitators.

It was not until Tang Xian paid the bill that the owner was convinced he had been mistaken.

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The waitress, seemingly the shop owner's daughter, and the man himself were both locals of Lincoln Fortress.

When they received the mineral coins from Tang Xian, they showed a satisfied expression.

After leaving the shop, Tang Xian did not take Tang Feiji back or attend to other investigations in the evolution area.

Instead, he continued to show Tang Feiji the city teeming with chaos.

The two crime lords of Gotham District had been captured—taken away by Tang Xian—but their underlings were still committing crimes.

In front of a magazine shop, several locals clad in Penguin-emblazoned clothing seemed to be giving the shop owner trouble over the issue of "protection money."

The situation developed in an unexpected direction for Tang Xian, as he smelled gasoline, and sure enough, the magazine shop ended up in flames.

There wasn't even an insurance company on the fourth level. The odds of incidents were just too high.

The wealthy had their armed entourages, while the poor seemed to live in lawless zones.

The magazine shop fire raged fiercely. The owner had run out beforehand, covered in blood, a man who tried to stand up to these malignant forces.

But the results were inevitably brutal.

The most ironic part was that not far away, there were members of the regular army and the police department.

They clearly saw every bit of the scene, yet they still waited until the magazine shop owner called for help before they pretended to care and rushed over.

Situations like this were far too common.

In this fortress that touted freedom, from the second to the fourth level, bizarre events were frequent.

Tang Feiji wasn't playing with his Rubik's Cube; he was somewhat puzzled as he said,

"You seem to have been watching these messy situations from the beginning, but you do nothing to stop them."

"I'm not watching on purpose, just passing by. As for not stopping them, treating a headache when you have one, and treating a foot when it hurts isn't going to cure the fortress," Tang Xian remarked nonchalantly.

Tang Feiji was perplexed; naturally, you'd treat a headache if you have one, and the same goes for a footache.

"Wouldn't it be better just to kill all these criminals?"

"Then the city would have no one left," Tang Xian paused before continuing,

"The city's law enforcement is facing a tremendous problem; order has collapsed. The cost of breaking order is too small, while those who abide by the order are always bullied, which results in this situation.

Individuals and groups actually possess a unity.

A broken hand affects the efficiency of many activities.

Without legs, a person's activities are limited.

Blind eyes keep one from seeing changes in the outside world."

Tang Feiji was used to not understanding Tang Xian, and that was alright.

"I see." He understood some of it, actually.

In Fortress Thirty-nine, although the people weren't as free, life was relatively orderly.

The crime rates of the two fortresses were starkly different.

"But these organs, limbs, eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, even if one or several of them were to fail, a person can still survive.

But the brain is different. Just like with zombies, if the brain gets infected by the zombie virus, even if the limbs are intact, the behavior becomes extremely peculiar and the whole person no longer belongs to themselves."

Tang Xian's expression was calm as he thought of the police-criminal battles on the second level, the street marches, and the various crimes on the fourth level; he calmly stated,

"This city is parasitized. Its brain lies in the tiers above the fifth level. But with the evolution area here, its entire operation has become messy and aggressive, like zombies constantly searching for opportunities to mutate and evolve."