After walking through several intersections, when Durin left in a car, there was already a large crowd of people standing in the street watching him leave. There was a long-lost color in the eyes of these people, and the sky seemed to have cracked open because of the guy named Durin, and the colorful color broke through the gray and heavy dark clouds, and fell into the world, dyeing the whole world with a dazzling light.

Durin's gaze was drawn from the rear windshield of the car, and he sat up straight and straightened his clothes. He spent a lot of money today, but it had to be spent. He remembered that in his dreams he had met many and all kinds of people with that great man, and one of them said something that impressed him very deeply.

It was a professor, and Doolin didn't know exactly what he was teaching for, but the big guy respected him very much. After a tea party, the professor said to the big guy: When people build a building, they take into account all possible and impossible accidents, so they will try to build the building as grand and solid as possible. Earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, and even a meteorite falling from the sky may not be able to destroy the building.

But if you destroy it from the inside, you only need to destroy a few important parts, and the whole building will collapse at a speed you can't imagine......

For a long time, Dühring's deep impression of the professor's words came from the desire to destroy, and he wanted to see if it was true, as the professor said, that it only took a few points to destroy a solid building. But at this moment, he really thought of something else—power.

Isn't the architecture he described the same as that of today's society in this world? The framework and rules of the Shining Star Empire have been in place for many years, and they are revised and strengthened every year, even after the end of the Great Patriotic War. It is very difficult to destroy this huge "building" from the outside, but what about from the inside?

Of course, as Durin promised, what he wanted was not a change of dynasty, and he did not have the ability to do so, and he knew that. What he needs is to establish his own rules and his own internal architecture on the original framework. And his identity, his blood, is his building material.

Anyone who wants to charge higher must be completely prepared. The Guartes are a minority in Turner, small and poor, but they have a strength that no one else has - they have been cornered, and that's exactly what Durin needs.

He is not lying, he will lead everyone to happiness together, but the premise is that these people are his "family" and "his own people"!

It was at this time that Durin suddenly understood why Heideler supported him in founding the Fellow Townsman Association, and was willing to fund and support him, because Heideler also needed this force. In the ancient legend of the Guartes there is a fable called "The Sea of Mars". Of course, this is not a celestial body floating in the universe from another world, but a collision Mars. This fable tells the story of a bustling city that burns down because of a spark in an oil mill against the backdrop of a mythological age.

The city of Turner is the oil mill, and the Gualts are Mars.

Doolin's eyes lit up, he closed his eyes, and Dover immediately asked the driver of the car in front of him to slow down a little, he knew that Doolin must have thought of something.

What did Doolin think?

He thought of something deeper, and thanks to what he had seen and heard in his dreams, he could gradually use them one by one.

At this time, the empire had not yet recovered from the crushing victory in the Great Patriotic War, and it was said that rebel forces appeared everywhere, actively wanting to restore the country or become independent, which made the empire, which was almost defeated, even more exhausted. In the political arena, the new faction shouted the slogan of constitutional monarchy, overthrew one aristocracy after another, and even His Majesty the Emperor had to choose to give in in the face of the sudden outbreak of the political tsunami.

What is most important in this difficult environment at home and abroad?

Stable!

Whether they are called the aristocratic forces of the old party or the revolutionary forces of the new party, they also want to have a stable environment, and the essence of the contradictions between them is also to solve the current chaos and eliminate the evils.

It is true that there are not many Guartes in Turner City, and they are only a very inconspicuous part of the environment based on the entire empire, but in Turner City, although they are a minority, they are also a force to be reckoned with. No one had integrated them before, firstly, because the feudal system itself was more wary of dissidents and treated more cruelly, so even if someone had such an idea, they did not dare to do it, and no one dared to respond.

The second is the lack of a figure who can be the leader, although Heideler is wealthy and has a prominent position in the upper class of the entire empire, he is "not reliable". As a descendant of traitors, and now the stark class disparities, he does not have the basis to unite the forces of the Gualts. In the group that can be accepted by the Guartes, there is no one who can lead them out.

There may be utopians, but utopians will never become trends, let alone lead trends, like cannons in dreams.

But he, Doolin, was an accident.

He was the son of a farmer, or a pauper, and he was not much different from the thousands of ordinary Gualts. Through his own efforts, he improved his living environment and changed his destiny, and naturally became a benchmark, a guide, and eventually a trend-guiding figure. Heidler saw these things in him and was willing to support him.

After thinking of this, Durin's still somewhat dazed thoughts about the future suddenly became clear, using Turnaire City as the base point, radiating the entire Cannas, and even the entire empire!

The car quickly disappeared at the end of the street, and the crowd slowly dispersed, but the eyes of many people flashed with dazzling light.

Early the next morning, Dover knocked on the door of Doolin's room.

Although Godor may not have time to take care of anything else, he should be careful, he still lives in a private house.

Rubbing his face, he got up from the bed, put on his neat shirt that had been ironed by the landlady—for which he paid twenty-five cents, and he opened the door and looked at Dover.

"At least more than fifty guys want to join the hometown association this morning, there are too many people coming, I don't dare to make a decision, what do you think should be done?", Du Fo had an excited expression on his face, everyone hopes that they have strong strength, only by strengthening themselves, can they put an end to the fiddling of fate!