Tower of Babel, the most shocking and feared existence in Crescent City.

No matter how prominent the position of the authorities and magnates, no matter how powerful the mercenaries of the inner city, they did not dare to offend the Tower of Babel in the slightest, even if they secretly blasphemed it in their hearts.

However, at this time, Fenrir threatened to turn the Tower of Babel to ashes in front of Sumer.

These words, which sounded crazy to the point of being ridiculous to outsiders, did not cause the slightest ridicule from Su Mo, he just stared at Fenrir silently, with a deep meaning hidden in his eyes that he couldn't read.

Fenrir dusted off the ashes of his cigar and said with interest, "You don't seem surprised at all, it's a bit of a surprise to me." ”

Su Mo didn't answer head-on, but sighed lightly: "If you have the ambition to challenge giant enterprises, why did you break through the rusty wall in the first place? lost the hearts of the people in the inner city in vain. ”

"The hearts of the people? How naïve would you believe such a thing? Fenrir seemed to hear some joke, and a coldness appeared in his eyes, "I don't care about people's will, because it can be manipulated." ”

"I only believe in one thing, and that's power. As long as you are strong enough, others will fear you, surrender to you, and do everything you say. ”

Su Mo shook his head: "Since you believe in power, don't you believe in the power of the human heart?" Countless weak flames unite and become monstrous flames. ”

Fenrir took a deep puff of his cigar and exhaled it slowly, his deep eyes looming in the smoke: "There was once a fool who believed in the hearts of the people, believed in unity, and then he has been dead for more than ten years. ”

Su Mo whispered out the words she hadn't finished: "Alan, the last director of the General Bureau of Public Security, a special hero of Crescent City, personally created the "Golden Age" of the frontier. ”

He paused at this point, looked at Fenrir faintly, and told a shocking truth: "He is your real father. ”

Fenrir didn't speak, just silently smoked his cigar and looked at the night in the distance, as if he was thinking about the old man in his memory.

It may be hard for outsiders to imagine that the daughter of the head of the General Security Bureau, who has received a special meritorious service, would become the leader of the largest violent group in the border area.

All this starts from the beginning of the birth of this place in the borderlands.

Ever since the City Council signed the Frontier Isolation Act 51 years ago, the Rusty Wall split Crescent City in two, and the Inner City and the Frontier have been at odds with each other.

The inner city rejects the frontiers, and feels that the frontier people are born inferior and full of sin in their bones, and these scumbags deserve to live a degraded life.

The border hated the inner city, believing that it was the people of the inner city who had usurped the resources that should be shared by everyone, and it was natural for them to take it back by violence.

In this deepening spiral of hatred, the frontier continues to fall, and hell is getting closer and closer.

But no matter how dark the place is, there will be a little light and light.

Twenty-two years ago, in the 131st year of Dawn, there was a miracle in the general election of the city council.

The first frontier-born director of the General Bureau of Public Security in the history of Crescent City has taken the position.

The director's name was "Alan", a native of the frontier, who immigrated to the inner city when he was young, and successively worked in the city defense reserve force, the municipal guard, and the administrative section of the public security bureau.

Aran not only has excellent work ability, but also understands the laws of power operation, is good at making friends, relies on excellent work experience and noble people to successfully enter the city council, and finally successfully shines in the general election.

It was also from the day that Aran took office as the head of the General Bureau, and the decade called the "golden age" by the older generation of frontier people began.

After being in a high position, Aran did not forget his hometown, let alone his original intention of wanting to enter the city council.

Born in the frontier, he knew better than any previous director of the General Bureau the contradiction between the frontier and the inner city, so he started an unprecedented reform.

First of all, Aram carried out a serious disciplinary rectification within the Public Security Bureau, vigorously restricting the excessive freedom of law enforcement powers of the sheriffs, and establishing a complete and efficient accountability system to fundamentally limit the frequent occurrence of violent law enforcement.

In response to the various problems caused by the smuggling of border people into the inner city, Aran adopted a completely opposite approach to the previous bureau chiefs, and he did not strictly prevent such behavior, but cooperated with multiple departments to relax the immigration system.

Aran knows very well in his heart that the repeated prohibition of smuggling is because the place on the border is really desperate for ordinary people, and they can only go into the inner city to make a living if they want to survive.

And because the original immigration standards were extremely harsh, ordinary border people could not afford it at all, so they could only smuggle in, which eventually led to a series of problems.

In the new immigration system led by Alan, in addition to the original single and expensive investment immigration, multiple channels such as skilled immigration and labor immigration have also been added.

For those borderlanders who are technically proficient, they don't have to smuggle into the city from the sewers like rats and hide in the dark, the Public Security Bureau will take the initiative to help them settle down through formal channels and find suitable jobs for them.

Even if they are not technically talented, as long as they are willing to participate in production work, work diligently and abide by the law, and work hours to accumulate corresponding points, ordinary border people also have the opportunity to obtain immigration qualifications.

In the border area, Aran relentlessly launched the "Head Hunt Operation", using the four anti-riot lessons to accurately hunt down the leaders of those uncontrolled violent groups, and support obedient puppets to take power.

With the increasing number of puppets supported, a very miraculous phenomenon appeared later, those leaders took their younger brothers to fight with hostile forces during the day, and went into the city to attend work meetings at the Public Security Bureau at night, and some of them even won the Medal of Honor.

It is said that the economic base determines the superstructure.

In fact, this sentence can also be said the other way around - the superstructure determines the economic base.

A place where violence, chaos, and crime is rife will never develop a thriving economy.

When the violent groups are brought under control and the overall environment in the border areas becomes stable, the germ of economic revitalization becomes inevitable.

Due to the abundant and cheap labor in the border areas themselves, coupled with the stability of the environment, the business elite in the inner city smelled business opportunities and began to try to invest out of the city.

In those ten years, the infrastructure construction in the border areas flourished, all kinds of factories sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and there were fewer and fewer little hooligans on the streets who had nothing to do but know how to cut people, and they were all busy working to earn money.

After all, everyone comes out to beg for a living, as long as they can earn a lot of money in their pockets, except for a few crazy people who are not very good at brains, who wants to live that kind of life of licking blood from the knife every day?

With the rapid development of the economy, the contradictions between the inner city and the border areas have also been fundamentally alleviated, and during that time, not only did the crime rate in the inner city plummet, but there was even a "reverse migration wave".

Many people in the inner city feel that the border is a place of waste waiting to be rebuilt, and while it is not yet fully developed and housing prices have not yet risen, they buy a piece of land and a suite as early as possible, and wait for the future appreciation, and wealth freedom is just around the corner.

The people in the inner city saw that the people in the border area were no longer called dog tags, but gathered together to discuss where there were business opportunities, and called each other brothers.

When the sheriff meets the border people, he is no longer tense, and he will not come to a new moon at every turn, but can pass cigarettes to each other and chat about two interesting things he has encountered recently.

It was a fantastic era when infrastructure construction was booming, capital flow and investment were hot, talent exchanges, and public security were harmonious.

The frontier people have broken free from the quagmire, the people of the inner city have greeted their former compatriots with a smile, the tall rusty walls have been described as nothing, and the once dismembered Crescent City has been reunited.

This is the memory of the "golden age" of the older generation of frontier people.

But in the 141st year of the dawn, everything was shattered.

That year, a violent group called the Crow's Nest emerged in the border area.

No one knows where the Crownest came from, only that they possess as much firepower and high-tech weapons as the regular army, and their elite and extraordinary people are even enough to suppress the four classes of anti-riot.

Under the pretext of "border people ruling the border areas", the crow's nest recruited extremists from all sides, destroyed newly built factories, and massacred people in the inner city in the border areas, inciting hatred in a frenzied manner.

As for Alan, no one may have thought of his fate.

The day after he vowed at a press conference to eradicate the crow's nest and safeguard the common interests of the inner city and the borderlands, he was suddenly accused by a girl he had never seen before, saying that he had been sexually assaulted by the director of the State Administration of Public Security.

On the same day, Aran was quickly arrested and filed by the municipal garrison.

A month later, he was found dead in prison in the Civic Center District.

According to the on-site investigation feedback, Alan swallowed a finger toothbrush for the prison and died of suffocation due to tracheal blockage.

It just so happened that the surveillance was broken that day.

It just so happened that the inmates in the nearby cells had gone out to let off steam.

It just so happened that the two guards in charge of guarding made a mistake and went out for lunch at the same time.

It just so happened that the lawyer in charge of the independent investigation of the case was in a car accident and was not rescued in the hospital.

The final result was announced to the public - the suspect Aram committed suicide in fear of crime.

After Alan's death, Kitahara Hayabusa took over as the new director of the General Bureau of Public Security, and he not only completely abolished a series of policies during Alan's reign, but also vigorously promoted the theory of border threats.

Under the subtle propaganda of the media, Alan's personal image has also changed from a hero who created a golden age, to a villain who betrayed the inner city to curry favor with the frontier, to a sexual assault who likes underage girls, and finally to a villain who is not sorry to die.

It was also from that time that the golden age ended, and the contradictions between the inner city and the frontier became acute and irreconcilable again, hostile to each other and hated each other in all kinds of bloody conflicts.

Peace has become a decade-long dream.

Fenrir looked out the window, the faint light of the cigar reflected in his pupils, as if a dappled spark was burning: "The year he died, I was just an adult. ”

"You may not believe it, but I grew up listening to his deeds, and my initial ambition was to join the Sheriff's Bureau like him, become an honorable sheriff, and contribute to the peace of Crescent City."

"But when I learned of his death, I realized that he was actually a fool, and I who worshipped him was also a fool, and we actually believed that the human heart can change everything."

"The human heart, which sounds beautiful, is actually the most useless thing in the world, because it can be easily swayed, people applaud you today, and tomorrow they can abandon you, and all this is at the mercy of those in high positions."

"So, don't talk to me about unity, I don't believe in this, I only believe in my own strength."

Su Mo couldn't help but sigh after hearing this: "Everyone has their own experience, and I won't point fingers at other people's concepts." It's just that don't you think that these words will chill those who trust you? ”

"For example, Shibbel, who has been following you since the establishment of the wolf attack, from a little hairy child to now so old, has been following you all the time, and even suffered from the "blood code dissociation syndrome" because of the excessive use of the blood code, you don't feel anything about it?"

When Troy heard this, his eyes became a little gloomy, and he looked at his own sister with a complicated expression.

Shiebel didn't expect the topic to come to him, he was stunned for a while, and then said angrily: "Don't sow discord here!" Getting sick is my own business, and it has nothing to do with the eldest sister! ”

Su Mo asked rhetorically: "Shibel, then why are you so willing to die to follow the eldest sister?" ”

"I think, isn't it because we have a common goal and ideal that we are willing to fight for it together?"

Shiebel didn't say anything, just looked at Fenrir with a wistful gaze, and silence was answer.

Su Mo looked at Fenrir again and continued, "The same goes for the others, the members of the Wolf Raid who you haven't met a few times and may not even remember their names, all gathered around you because they were like-minded with you. ”

Fenrir smiled briefly: "Captain Su, you are quite good at brainwashing people. Let me tell you, most of the members of the Wolf Raid follow me, not because they are like-minded, but because they have food with me. One day they don't have enough to eat, and they don't look back and leave."

Su Mo: "There are quite a few such people you mentioned, and I have met them, but it is precisely because of their existence that those who never leave are more valuable, isn't it?" ”

Fenrir: "Even if you're right, in this world, only strength is the most important thing. Without strength, you can only be slaughtered. ”

Su Mo: "Strength is very important, yes, but the power we are talking about here is not the power of a narrow individual, but also the power of a companion. ”

"Man is not a god, a person's power is limited after all, only more and more people gather around you, willing to unite and trust you, can create miracles."

Fenrir: Have you ever seen a miracle? ”

Su Mo smiled slightly, and his gaze became deeper: "Ask a question, do you think that with the current strength of the edge, if you want to face it head-on, how is it compared to a wolf attack?" ”

Fenrir: "Far from it. ”

Su Mo: "Then do you believe that it is such a force that is far inferior to yours, and their people will come here without hesitation when they know that the regiment leader has been arrested, knowing that it is impossible to defeat you?" ”

As soon as Su Mo finished speaking, a member of the Wolf Attack rushed in from outside, and said to Fenrir with a solemn expression: "There is a group of armed forces parachuted into our hinterland, and those people have red umbrella symbols on their clothes, and they have been confirmed to be marginal mercenaries. ”

Shiebel hurriedly ran out of the door to check.

I saw dozens of carrier airships hovering in the night sky, the flaming red red umbrella logo shining on the body, and a large number of marginal mercenaries were descending from the sky along the ropes and landing around the wolf attack base camp.

Fenrir was also silently watching this scene at this time, and there was a strange look in his dark purple eyes.

Summer walked up to Fenrir and looked with her at the companions who had rushed to save him without hesitation, and said deeply: "In fact, many times, if a person fails, it does not mean that he is on the wrong path. ”

"It's just that there need to be descendants to go down that road again and again."

(End of chapter)