Lynch was making a call in a room across the road when several cars were parked downstairs at the little earl’s finance company.

He stood by the window, the window was closed tightly, and Gevlar was uncomfortable in winter, and the thick clothes could not stop the intrusion of the cold and humid air, as if the clothes had no use for it in this kind of weather.

There is heating in the room, but even so, the fireplace is burned.

The weather is cooling down a bit fast, so fast that people think it should be autumn, and the temperature has entered the cold winter season.

Beautiful lace curtains are hung on both sides. He is slightly sideways, holding a telephone receiver in one hand, a cigarette in his mouth, and a lighter in the other.

With the sound of "ding-", the cigarette was lit, and he took a deep breath. Thick smoke was drawn into the lungs and spread, and every corner was covered by smoke.

Nicotine is in full contact with the alveoli at this moment, and a large amount of nicotine quickly enters the brain with the blood, stimulating the secretion of dopamine.

The whole person's emotions seemed to relax in an instant.

The call happened to be connected at this moment.

"You had a great time at Gevlar?" Mr. Truman's voice was a little nostalgic.

It is not the communication with Mr. Truman that is nostalgic for, but the tone of the federal people.

The accent of the Gevlars is really unpleasant, and the arrogance emerging from nowhere makes them unpleasant.

Lynch smiled and said, "The telephone line is confidential, and Gefra has cooled down very quickly in the past few days. Is this the same for the Federation?"

"Yes, the weather forecast says that one day or the day after tomorrow, Buppen will start to snow, and this winter will be much earlier than in previous years."

"Some experts and scholars believe that the Ice Age is coming. Yesterday there was a madman who gave a speech in Buppen, claiming that by the end of this ice age, the number of humans will be less than one percent of the current one, and All civilizations will be destroyed..."

The federal people have a very magical "physique". They believe in the existence of gods, believe in the existence of aliens, and believe that the celebrity politicians and capitalists of upper-class society are all pretending to be aliens.

They believe in many things without evidence, and naturally believe that the end of the world is coming.

Mr. Truman's tone became a little serious, "Some minor troubles occurred today. Many supermarkets and agricultural product warehouses in the northern region were robbed."

"A lot of food and winter supplies have become the main targets of looting."

"Especially now that the north is too cold and the trains are difficult to pass. I suspect that the problem will be more serious after December."

He used the word severe. Under normal circumstances, people would not use the word severe. It means a certain bottom line and a limit state.

Once this limit state cannot be maintained, it will be completely finished.

This is the front line that needs to be defended!

Lynch expected it, but didn't expect it to be so serious, "Is it a spontaneous behavior or an organized behavior?"

"Spontaneously... Many people in the north have been frozen to death. Some homeless people and families lacking winter supplies are the main force. There is no conspiracy."

As soon as Lynch asked this question, Mr. Truman knew what Lynch was thinking, and immediately gave him a fairly good answer.

His answer gave Lynch a sigh of relief. If someone organizes Renhuo in the face of such a natural disaster, it would not be a good thing for the entire Federation.

"If it doesn't work, please raise the alarm. Once it gets messed up, many things will not be able to be executed."

After saying this, he paused for a few seconds, "My food and winter supplies will be delivered to the country soon, and some problems should be solved by then."

"It's best to formulate some policies to let homeless people go to the south as much as possible. I hope it won't be too cold this year."

At Lynch's request, many areas of Nagalil began to grow food, with federations giving away seeds for free, and specialized agricultural experts to help them.

As long as you are not a fool and are willing to work, you can basically gain something.

Aser has made a lot of land and has a good harvest. He will become a role model, a leading force, and let more Nagalil local elites become farmers.

In fact, the Nagalil people do not lack smart people, nor do they lack practitioners, but the past environment makes it impossible for people to change their lives and the surrounding environment through their own efforts.

Now that the federal people came, not only did not bring destruction, but instead made Nagalil better and better.

Some people think that the Nagalil people must have been abused, and they must be working desperately like slaves under the control of the Federation.

But no, they don't know Nagalil's past, and naturally they don't understand how happy Nagalil people are now.

After talking about China, Mr. Truman began to talk about Lynch's actions in Gevlar.

This is what Lynch wants to come, and of course Mr. Truman also hopes that he can come over, adding trouble to his opponent, no one will think it is unnecessary.

"How are your thoughts going on these days?"

he asks.

"It's okay!" Lynch took a puff of cigarette. Suddenly some heavy smoke came out of the window on the second floor of the finance company opposite him. There was also a car accident on the corner of the street. Quickly burn into flames.

He glanced at the cigarette **** in his hand, took another breath, then pinched it out in the ashtray, turned around and walked back to the sofa to sit down.

"It is inevitable for Gefra to change the system. Now almost everyone is standing opposite their emperor. The royal family has no chance of winning."

"I'm here just to make this process a little longer, so that the royal family can see some hope, and then fight the nobles."

"No matter what the process is, the final result will not change."

After listening to Mr. Truman, he was a little stunned, "So, soon we are going to face a brand new Gevlar?"

"Yes, it will be more energetic, more energetic, younger, and of course more stable than before. Stability is the most important thing!"

Mr. Truman seemed to have thought of something, and asked casually, "Will we encounter such a problem in the future?"

This problem has been hidden in his heart for a long time, and he feels that the current federal system has a big problem.

It seems that everything in the world is serving capitalism and capitalists, from a parliamentarian who appeared on the construction site in a tie and bright leather shoes to someone like Mr. President.

They are actually the spokespersons of capital, they need to speak for the capital behind them, and no one can change this fact.

Even if someone does not cooperate, it can be replaced in four years, at most eight years. If it is a low-level politician, it can be replaced once in two years. This also forces everyone to bow to capital.

This is very wrong, such a system is problematic, but there are some problems that can't be said, everything is very beautiful in disguise!

Lynch chuckled slightly, "This is impossible. The current system of the Federation meets the needs of all classes to the maximum."

"We are too free. Nothing can restrain us. If we blindly increase the rules, it will create some unnecessary problems..."

While talking, there was a sudden explosion, and Mr. Truman on the other end of the phone was a little worried, "I seem to hear something exploding. Is that the sound of an explosion?"

Lynch took the phone and walked to the window again, and nodded towards the flame-throwing window on the second floor opposite. In fact, it didn't matter whether he nodded or not, Mr. Truman, because he couldn't see at all.

"Yes, there is a good scene happening..."

Mr. Truman heard the meaning, he smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb your Yaxing, and we will meet again when we come back..."

The firetruck on the street has been unable to get in, and is extinguishing the flames of the two cars that caused the accident.

The fire over there won't be extinguished, and you won't be able to enter unless the wreckage is cleaned up.

The fire has been burning, and some people rushed out of the house embarrassedly, with some horrified expressions on their faces.

There are also expressions of excitement on the faces of some people. Violence and destruction are always things that cannot be removed from people's bones.

When the firetruck arrived, the fire was almost burning, and Lynch looked at the fire with a very satisfied smile.

In order to make the fire a little bit stronger, he also took a lot of thought.

Later, the TV station of the Imperial Capital reported the news that a financial company was accidentally ignited for some reason ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ everything was burned clean.

The host of the TV station also reminded ordinary people to pay attention to fire prevention as much as possible when heating and fireplaces are needed.

Every winter is the season of high fires in the second half of the year. Gevlar people like to have fewer fireplaces. Whether it is a poor or a wealthy family, they will burn as long as the conditions in the home permit!

This has also led to fires in many families in winter.

The host deliberately concealed the truth behind the fire. It believed it, not only it believed it, but Lynch personally requested it to do so.

Without flames and burning, revenge always seemed like something was missing. If Kiplin knew Lynch's thoughts, he would definitely be praised for his thoughts.

At this time, the little earl was crying in the villa of Duke Phillips, crying that he had just taken ten million fras of cash from the bank and was burned before he could take it away.

More importantly, he lost a lot of books and the total price was tens of millions!

"I have agreed to your mediation and I am willing to settle with the other party, but you can see what they have done!"

"They beat up my employees and servants, then burned down my property, and they burned tens of millions of property to ashes!"

"Your Excellency, I respect you, but if this is the price I respect for you..."

His lips moved, and he didn't continue.

The Duke held his forehead, frowned, and his face was a little bored.

"Do you... have any evidence to prove what you said?"

The little earl said aggrieved, "I just withdrew the money, you can ask the people at Royal Bank!"