Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 336: Low IQ is Contagious

Looking at the corpse, Shota, sitting in the chief seat, sighed and said to himself:

"What I hate most in my life is people interrupting me when I'm speaking."

As he spoke, he seemed to come to his senses again, scratched his head with an embarrassed look on his face, and said to the officers:

"I'm sorry for that. Does anyone else want to talk?"

The officers looked at the giant Beedrill behind Shota, feeling the tangible insect and poison energies emanating from his body, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva in secret.

After a long silence, when no one spoke, Shota stood up from his chair and continued:

"Alas, that elder was assassinated by Daigo's assassins at such a young age. This is a sad thing, so you want to avenge him, right?"

After listening to what Shota said, some officers showed puzzled expressions on their faces, but some officers suddenly realized as they savored what he said.

Finally, the officer who saw the clue at first sight stood up from his chair and spoke to the other officers:

"That's right, they are the assassins from the Daigo sect. They killed our elder. We must avenge him! Send troops to Zijin City! Avenge the elder!"

As this officer raised his arms and shouted, other officers who reacted also stood up and started to shout in the same way. The officers who did not react could only follow the crowd and stood up and started to follow suit.

Shota had nothing to say about this, but he secretly marked them with the super power mark.

After everyone calmed down, Shota, who was sitting in his seat, continued:

"Since you are so loyal to the elder, then you should take care of his family and his property, right? I am an outsider, I have no obligation to do so. This is your right."

Shota deliberately emphasized the word "power", which caused the originally excited eyes of many officers to gradually turn into a kind of greed, a greed that was difficult to conceal.

However, just when these officers were daydreaming, Shota poured half a bucket of cold water on them.

"However, the elder is a member of the alliance, so his property should be managed by the alliance. As for the pension, it is not yours, right?"

After hearing what Shota said, many officers woke up from their fantasy and became a little depressed.

In response, Shota looked around and saw these people looking dejected. He spoke again:

"However, maybe some people have made great contributions in this war and will be rewarded a lot. Moreover, I think you should be loyal. Since you are loyal, it is your duty to take care of their families. You can do this as soon as possible. I think you should not let your elder down."

After listening to Shota's words again, the mood of many officers began to change. They showed bright and lewd smiles on their faces, and at the same time, there was a real desire for war in their eyes.

Shota looked at the officers who began to whisper to each other, and at the officer who saw through Xiao Liuzi's clues at the first glance at the beginning of the meeting. Although he remained calm, the deep greed in his eyes was undisguised.

Seeing this, Shota felt that he didn't need to say anything, but he still had to do some cleanup work afterwards to prevent Daigo from causing trouble for him.

After the meeting, all the officers went back to their own troops with satisfaction.

As day and night alternated, the second day arrived as scheduled.

In Shuijing City, in a manor on the surface, the sunlight shines through the emerald green leaves and onto the luxurious courtyard, adding a bit of warmth to this quiet afternoon.

A group of women sat around an exquisite stone table, they were wearing a variety of gorgeous clothes, some were simple and generous, some were complicated and exquisite, but without exception they showed their unique taste and temperament.

Their faces were filled with relaxation and joy, and they laughed happily from time to time. They were holding exquisite cards in their hands and playing a popular card game.

Their eyes were focused and smart. Sometimes they frowned as they pondered over countermeasures, and sometimes they smiled triumphantly.

Surrounding it is a flourishing garden with colorful flowers blooming and emitting bursts of fragrance.

In the distance, an exquisite rockery stood quietly, coexisting harmoniously with the surrounding environment. Occasionally, a breeze blew, gently ruffling their hair and bringing them a touch of coolness.

In this quiet morning, they enjoyed this rare leisure time to the fullest, and their communication and interaction were filled with laughter.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the hustle and bustle of the outside world and only focused on the game in front of them, enjoying this rare tranquility and happiness.

Just as these women were enjoying their happiness, the gate of the manor was kicked open, and a fully armed army marched in, and dozens of soldiers surrounded them.

Just as these women were panicking and frightened, a wretched-looking officer walked out of the crowd. He said nothing, but just looked them up and down.

After looking at her for a while, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at a woman and said:

"This one is mine, and you can play with the rest however you want."

After saying this, he stripped the woman's clothes off in public.

Similar things are also happening in other manors in Shuijing City. Perhaps some of the behaviors do not seem violent, but they all conceal a kind of barbarity and color.

This is what an unordered society is like. The law of the jungle has always been aimed at animals only, but also at humans. Those who claim to be at the top of the food chain will also be pushed off the altar by themselves.

Shota stood on the top of the tallest tower in Shuijing City, looking at the firelight reflected in several manors, and occasionally hearing a few sharp women's screams.

Although it seemed that all this was caused by him, he did not regret it. After all, even without him, the final fate of this group of so-called elderly, weak, women and children would have been the same.

When people enjoy the privilege of building their happiness on the suffering of others, they should think that this day may come to them.

Just like a murderer, when he kills someone, he must be prepared to be killed.

With a sigh, Shota stood up from the iron sheet of the tower, and looked through a telescope at the stupid officers below who were blinded by interests and their lower bodies. He recalled his memories of last night and found that a few were missing.

It seems that there are still a few smart people, but how long can they last?

When there are too many stupid people, intelligence becomes a kind of stupidity. Sometimes, the saying that low IQ is contagious is not just talk.