After listening to Valeera's speech, Makarov had mixed feelings.

He had an indescribable feeling, both good and bad—

On the one hand, he felt that he had a lot of ideas and understandings, all of which were pointed out by Mr. Lexar in concise and clear language, and he had a sense of clarity and clarity;

On the other hand, he also heard a strong utilitarian meaning from Mr. Wang's language, which is not a mistake, but there is always a sense of disappointment that his expectations have been disappointed and the light is clouded.

So, after the speech, he kind of wanted to ask.

Fortunately, Mr. Lexa's subsequent concession reaffirmed his confidence in Mr. Lexa.

Makarov put aside his doubts for a while, glanced at the big and small leaders around the long table, and saw their obviously tempting demeanors, and his heart moved, and his admiration for Mr. Lexar rose again-

Instead of using his ideals to achieve his goals, he found a way to achieve them, made a slight compromise, and won more allies who fought for his ideals.

"Unity is strength...... Yes, everyone has their own life, and pure idealists are a minority after all, and only by using interests can we unite more people more easily and closely...... Well, it's just that you have to grasp the right degree in the middle.

[In view of the general environment,

With this realization in his heart, Makarov coughed lightly and restarted the topic:

"Ladies and gentlemen, have you changed your mind after listening to the wonderful speech just now?"

"Of course," it was Kirk who was the first to reply, "Mr. Lexar is right, I've changed my mind."

He didn't believe that Valeera's concession was sincere, and he knew Valeera's abilities better than the others, and it was obviously much better to take the initiative to get closer than to be pressured to submit.

……

After some time, the vote ended.

Makarov voted unanimously and took the leadership of the "Workers' Union Party".

Obviously, even if Valeera emphasized and retreated to a dim corner, the people present would not really ignore her presence.

What's more, her speech has already achieved a strong resonance among peripheral members.

They could only hope that the boss above them would win and be slightly nourished, and their income might increase slightly, but more importantly, they would not be eliminated...... But after Valeera's speech, they understood that if Makarov wins, then there will be no elimination, everyone is the winner.

At the long table, the final agreed distribution of benefits is indeed the same.

Originally, the winning boss line would have taken more than half of the gains, but now ...... From the point of view of the distribution of benefits, the benefits of all factions are only equal to the original losers, including the leader of Makarov's faction.

As for the extra part of the income -

Reducing the commission on workers accounts for more than half, and the rest is spent on "solidarity forces".

……

Workers' Union Tavern.

The voting session was followed by a pre-arranged celebratory reception, and although the drinks and food were fairly average, the atmosphere was much higher than most people expected.

Valera declined the invitation to sit at the center's long table, had a beer, and after a few words, left the tavern early—

She did not want to steal the limelight from Makarov and affect the prestige of his leader, but at the same time, she showed by her actions that she had no intention of using the "Workers' Union Party" to develop power.

However, this behavior has made her gain more admiration.

As Valilla pushed the door open, waves erupted in the tavern to see her off, one after the other, and one slogan after another.

……

Half an hour later, surrounded by a crowd of people, Makarov and Burton left the tavern and explained on the side of the street for a while before leaving with the two "bodyguards".

They walked all the way to the edge of the East End, got into a cab, and talked to "Paula

darts" respectively.

Stomp and tread.

After a short journey, the carriage came to a halt on the side of the road.

Burton, who was already an extraordinary man, was naturally more alert than Makarov, but his reaction was still a beat slower, and before he could ask a question, the door of the carriage was opened from the outside.

"Whew, it's Mr. Lexar."

After seeing the identity of the person who came, he was greatly relieved.

"Hmm."

Valera nodded, sat down in the driver's seat, and continued:

"I have something to do, so I'll make a long story short.

"The position of the leader is not easy to sit in, especially if you have a shallow foundation, and there are security issues...... Well, though, for some reason, it's not convenient for me to be there for a long time, and you may not be able to find me when you need to.

"I have a friend, the 'arbiter' Hugh Dilcha, you should have heard of it, here's her contact information, and you can ask for help if you need it."

As she spoke, Valera handed over the note she had written in advance—

She has already said hello, and is already a Sequence 8 "sheriff", and she has also taken Hugh on the outside line of "MI9", and she is also willing to include the dock area as her "jurisdiction" to provide a certain degree of help and protection.

Of course, she will definitely still come forward as a neutral and impartial "arbiter".

"Burton, there are some things that you have to share more for Makarov." Valera is of course referring primarily to transcendental relevance.

She believed that Burton understood what she meant, so after saying this, without waiting for a reply, she picked up the coachman who was lying next to her, jumped out of the carriage with a whizz, and turned into the blind spot of the two men in the carriage and left.

"Hmm."

The coachman snorted, and at this time he came to his senses with his hands on his forehead.

……

After getting away from the two newcomers of the "Workers' Union Party", Valera found a hidden place to prepare for an experiment that had not been completed the day before-

"Translocation" through self-portraits.

To be honest, she really couldn't believe that her perception of the "real shadow" of the self-portrait could transcend such a long distance between the east and west districts of Beckland.

But it's close to the limit.

When she was in the dock area, the "real image" she left in her residence in the West District was only the perception of the direction of the Mohu Lake, and she lost the ability to intervene independently;

It was only when she returned to the bridge area that she regained her ability to connect with the senses of the "real image", and the prerequisite for activating the ability to "translocate".

Valera raised her left hand, closed her eyes, and slowly clenched her fist as she sensed.

With the activation of her ability, she had a very familiar sense of sublimation, her consciousness seemed to rise to an unknown height, and the perception of the ontological body and the "real image" were synchronized, giving her the illusion of being in two places at the same time.

Valeera's fist-clenched left hand pulls down slightly.

Wave.

Her body darkened for a moment, and then it silently disillusioned like a bubble.

In Valeera's consciousness, when she decided where she should be, she felt a sudden drop in consciousness, and by the time she reopened her eyes, she was already in the bedroom where she lived.

She moved directly from the bridge area to the west side.