A simple "I don't like it" brought a look of surprise to the faces of Chen Che and Xia Na.

Deer Kamon continued to laugh heartily, lacking the demeanor and airs of an Underground Emperor as he gestured to the surrounding streets and said: "Look, these streets are so clean, unlike before when every morning there would be corpses lying around, emanating the stench of decay. Look, these people walking outside do not need to carry weapons. Look at these shops around, they dare to open their doors for business, not like before when they had to hang a head from the shop's beam just to have the courage to open."

Listening to Deer Kamon's depiction, Xia Na and Chen Che exchanged a glance, this was the Lower City District they remembered.

Full of violence and killing, where savagery and desire grow freely, it's a true city of freedom, a world of uncontrolled madness.

This is also why people from the Upper City District hardly dare to come to the Lower City District.

Two districts in the apocalypse, one can be called heaven, the other an absolute unruly hell.

Through understanding Deer Kamon's narrative, it seems the Lower City District long ago was just like they remembered.

Deer Kamon took a damp handkerchief from the car, wiped his palm, and after cleaning his hand, took a cigar from the car and lit it, enjoying a puff.

In the dim car interior, the cigar ignited a crimson flame, very bright, the faint glow illuminating the faces of several people in the car.

"If a city always remains as I describe, then it will forever be like meat on someone else's chopping board.

Then, this city is too dull.

Killing and plundering are everywhere, can't there be a friendly place?

Must everything in the apocalypse be dirty and chaotic?

I don't like this, nor do I like the Lower City District as it was.

I am thinking, if I were to plan it, be it a shantytown, civilian area, residential zone, market, business district, I would plan it completely.

Everyone can live orderly under the rules I set.

The most primitive killing and bloodshed would become a thing of the past.

After spending some time in this Lower City District, I found that actually my idea was not difficult to achieve..."

"I spent three years changing all of this, through my own abilities, I took control of all gang forces in the Lower City District. I want to, and need to create the image of a city in my mind.

So I made up my mind, everyone in this district must be at my disposal, those gangs and people who do not obey are just stumbling blocks on the road to my glorious revival of this district, I can only drive them away, eliminate them!"

"Some people curse me as a cruel executioner. I do not deny it, for indeed I have killed many people. Perhaps you two would like to guess, how many people I killed to make the Lower City District what it is now?"

Chen Che and Xia Na looked at the underground godfather in front of them smoking a cigar, whose face appeared faintly under the cigar's glow, feeling somewhat surprised.

"Seems this question is a bit difficult for you two, indeed a bit hard to guess.

I wiped out a total of 138 gangs, killing 108024 people. Among them, most were men, with 38029 women, and 8024 children.

I personally executed about 9821 people.

Ha-ha, these are sad numbers, yet proud numbers, I remember them well." Deer Kamon squeezed the cigar between his fingers, tapped his own head, revealing a genial smile.

But Chen Che and Xia Na felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts, if what Deer Kamon says is true, then the underground godfather before them...

Even in the apocalypse wasteland, is fitting enough to be called a butcher.

Slaughtering nearly ten thousand people with his own hands, this... who else but a blood-soaked butcher?

Deer Kamon smiled and said: "Please don't see me through the terror filter. In fact, I do not enjoy killing people, but there was no choice. At that time, this entire district was already terminally ill, crime and violence spread like cancer cells to every corner of this city.

Serious illness requires intensive treatment.

Only more bloody and brutal means can deter the evil that is ready to erupt in people's hearts.

When I chopped off those heads and stacked one after another on the streets, the voices of opposition against me grew less and less, and more people submitted to me, then I began to plan districts, build streets according to my ideas.

So now it became what you see, this is the Lower City District after my transformation, following my rules of Deer Kamon.

Residents living here pay a monthly housing tax to me, only one-tenth of that in the Upper City District. Every venue established here pays me half of their profits monthly.

Everyone doing business here is under my jurisdiction and partakes in my dividends.

I made a lot of money.

But actually, money is enough for me, I don't like money.

So I reinvested the money earned into this district.

Did you see? This paved road. Long ago, there wasn't even a concrete-poured road here, only mud where stepping on it with shoes, no matter how nice they were, made them sticky like stepping in dung, a big sticky lump.

Originally, there weren't so many shanty towns here either, I funded their construction, they only have to pay me a small monthly rent.

Do you see those sewer pipes? Those capitalists from the Upper City District are ruthless, having people from the Lower City District deal with their damned industrial waste, although they promised tap water as compensation, those brutes only gave eight outlets.

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