Chapter 50 Conspiracy
On this planet, the ocean accounts for the vast majority of the area, and islands are scattered all over the place. The islands are separated by the sea, and transportation is inconvenient, resulting in less communication. Coupled with many factors such as the completely different climates and environments, over time, each island has evolved to have its own cultural characteristics, including beliefs, customs, clothing, architectural styles, eating habits, etc., so each island has many unique landscapes to appreciate.
Forrest Gump took Ger for a walk around the town all afternoon until dark, and Lab had fallen asleep on Ger's shoulder.
It wasn't late at night yet, but the streets of the town were already deserted and looked a little deserted. Except for a small tavern that still had its lights on, most of the other shops were closed. Gel was also preparing to go back to the hotel to rest.
"Forrest Gump, that's all for today. I'm going back to the hotel. You should also go back and get some rest. You can take me to the naval base tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Lord Gur!"
Forrest Gump said respectfully.
He was on tenterhooks the whole day, afraid that he might displease his boss in some way. He had finally gotten this job and he couldn't mess it up. Fortunately, Lord Gel was very approachable and not very difficult to serve.
Hearing that he had finally completed today's task, Forrest Gump felt relieved, and his expression, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed a little.
Gel suddenly thought of something, took out another stack of Baileys and said:
"Oh, there's one more thing. Take these Baileys and help me find a carriage tomorrow. I want one with a compartment in the back. I need to load my things."
"Okay Captain Gill."
Forrest Gump didn't ask any more questions, he thought it was nothing strange for a rich young man like Ger to take a taxi for a long journey. He took the money and counted it, a total of 10 Baileys.
"Lord Gel, I can drive myself, so I just need to rent a carriage. 2 Baileys are enough, so I won't need that much."
After saying that, Forrest Gump returned the remaining 8 Baileys to Ger.
Gel was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there were honest people on this island. It was really rare. Then he smiled and said:
"The remaining Baileys are for you. Consider it your tip for today."
Unexpectedly, Forrest Gump not only did not show a happy expression, but his face was full of panic. He waved his hands and said:
"No, no! How can this be possible? I have already received due compensation from the mayor for helping you lead the way. How can I take money from you privately? No, no, absolutely not!"
Seeing that he refused to accept it no matter what he said, Geer stopped forcing him and bought a roast chicken and two cans of beer from the system mall and handed them to him.
"Then, take it back for a midnight snack."
When Forrest Gump saw Ger making food appear like a magic trick, he rubbed his eyes hard, wondering if he was dazzled.
I followed him all the way today, but I didn't see Lord Geer buying these things? And with this mouth-watering aroma, he was 100% sure that this delicacy was definitely not sold in the town.
Just as Forrest Gump was about to refuse, he heard Geer say in an unhappy tone:
"Just take it if I tell you to! If you dare to say no again, I'll ask the mayor to replace him with someone more obedient tomorrow!"
"Uh...I...don't dare. Ah! Thank you, Lord Gel!"
In the end, Forrest Gump had no choice but to succumb to Gill's tyranny. He obediently stretched out his hands to take the bag from Gill's hand, said thank you several times in a row, and then turned and left.
Looking at the thin figure disappearing around the corner of the street, Gel smiled and turned to walk into the hotel. He was a little tired after a day of shopping and wondered if there were any special services.
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Forrest Gump trotted along with the roast chicken wrapped in butter paper, and couldn't help stopping to smell it several times on the way.
"What a nice smell! This roast chicken smells so good!"
He has never eaten anything so delicious in his life!
Walking to an empty corner, Forrest Gump took out the butter paper and slowly unwrapped it. A stronger aroma of roasted meat immediately entered his nostrils. He closed his eyes and took two deep breaths with an expression of enjoyment on his face. However, even though his saliva was already flowing, he resisted the urge to eat it right away.
Forrest Gump took out a piece of newspaper, carefully tore off the chicken head, chicken feet and chicken butt, wrapped them in the newspaper and stuffed them into his arms, then wrapped the roast chicken again, then picked up the bag and walked quickly towards the mayor's residence.
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"I said no! Do you still listen to me, the mayor?"
As Forrest Gump walked to the door and was about to knock, he heard the mayor's angry roar from inside the house. His outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
"No, Mayor, why not? This group of people is much easier to deal with than those vicious pirate groups, and they are all operating separately, so there is no risk at all. This is simply a free gift!"
"They are not pirates! There is no bounty on them, so why would you kill them?"
"Mayor, do you know how much money that group of people spent on buying things all over town today?"
Forrest Gump was very familiar with this voice; it was the voice of that bastard Hei Niu. He quickly withdrew his hand and secretly hid aside to listen.
At this time, inside the house.
The mayor sat in the main seat, with more than twenty burly men sitting in rows on both sides. The one sitting in the front row on the right was the big guy called Hei Niu. At this moment, he stood up excitedly, put one foot on the stool, and slapped the table with spit flying.
"Everyone! I've had someone secretly investigate. In just half a day, they have spent at least 10 million Baileys. Even those two ten-year-old kids have casually bought things worth millions of Baileys!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, how rich must one be to afford something like this?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm so jealous."
Suddenly, many people in the field were talking in whispers.
The old mayor had a cold face, tapped his index finger lightly on the table, and asked in a low voice:
"So? So what?"
Hei Niu stamped his feet anxiously, not understanding why the usually shrewd mayor was so slow to react today. He became even more agitated and shouted loudly:
"What do you mean by so what? Mayor! Are you getting senile? This is clearly a fat sheep that has been delivered to your doorstep!"
"Hei Niu! Watch your words! Don't force me to kill you now!"
The middle-aged man sitting in the first seat on the left, with a scar running through his entire face, stood up, slammed the scabbard on the table and shouted loudly.
"What's wrong with me? What did I say wrong? Tie Ma, you are not the mayor, what qualifications do you have to lecture me? Don't think I'm really afraid of you!"
Hei Niu was still a little scared facing Tie Ma, a ruthless and taciturn swordsman, but in order not to lose face in front of everyone, he gritted his teeth and fought back.
The old mayor pressed his hand and signaled Tiema to sit down first.
"Mayor, I also think what Brother Hei Niu said makes sense. Didn't their captain say he wanted to exchange for the bounty? They also killed someone. Even if they are not pirates, they are definitely not good people. If we don't take action, won't we miss a good opportunity in vain?"
"Right, right, right. We are also trying to survive. Even if we kill one or two people by mistake, that is understandable. We can't wait until they cut us with knives before we fight back, right? Don't you agree?"
"That's it!"
Several people who supported Hei Niu started to chatter and stir up trouble, and some people with weak wills present also began to waver, thinking that this was indeed what happened and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
The mayor's face was gloomy and he looked at everyone quietly.
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