"Perhaps we are young;

Perhaps we are small;

Perhaps, in the eyes of adults, they still treat us as children, and only as children.

But,

The profit-driven thoughts in the minds of adults do not necessarily mean maturity!

When we gather together and unite, we are no longer small!

Adults will eventually grow old, carrying their decay, their selfishness, and their cruelty to nature, and will be swept into the garbage dump together!

And we,

We will eventually become the masters of this city, and even this world!"

"Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!"

"Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!"

The young students cheered in unison, their young faces showing a flush of excitement in the cold wind.

Daisy took two steps back and bowed deeply.

Then, amidst the still-undiminished cheers from her supporters, she left the stage with the protection of two bodyguards.

Passing through the curtains in the backstage,

she got into a black "Dixie" car, which was famous for its powerful engine and large displacement;

A female bodyguard brought a brown fur coat and covered it on her.

"Are you cold?"

Daisy shook her head and just looked indifferently at the fur on her body:

"Change it."

"Okay, miss."

The female bodyguard brought a white fox fur and said at the same time:

"Mr. Okka is hosting a banquet to entertain Mr. Fude. He instructed you to show up here after finishing your activities."

"Mr. Fude?"

"He is the mayoral candidate in Roja City. Mr. Okka values him very much and hopes to help him defeat the old mayor."

"Okay."

"You can take a nap now, and I'll call you when we arrive."

Daisy closed her eyes.

Twenty minutes later, the black Dixie car drove into the underground parking lot of the magnificent Roja Hotel. After being awakened by the female bodyguard, Daisy got out of the car and walked into the elevator.

Soon,

she walked into a VIP box on the thirteenth floor.

"Well, look, our angel is here."

Mr. Okka, who was potbellied, raised his glass and said to the people at the table:

"Come on, let's drink to our environmental angel!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

There were not many people sitting at the table, including mayoral candidate Fude,

Humeil, the editor-in-chief of the Roja Daily,

Roja City's old councilor Hagert,

and finally, Mr. Morv.

Mr. Morv is the person in charge of the "Morv Consortium." This consortium rose in Roja and now has considerable influence throughout Rui Lan.

Nowadays, the most popular cigarette among Roja City smokers is "Morv Cigarette." At the same time, the Morv family also invested heavily in the medical industry, and there is a well-known chain hospital brand in Rui Lan and several private hospitals in Roja City with different names but the same controlling shareholder.

"It's nice to see you all."

Daisy greeted the "distinguished guests" present with a gentle expression, looking like a well-behaved little girl, without any trace of the resolute attitude she had when facing her supporters on the street.Mr. Oka waved his hand and said, "Doris is tired, go rest first."

Doris walked to the adjacent resting room, where there were tea, snacks, and a cozy bed. There was also a man in a red robe standing inside, wearing a pure white mask on his face.

Doris took off her coat, threw herself onto the bed, and stretched out her hands. The man sat down beside her and gently massaged her temples.

"You're tired," he said.

Doris replied, "Mhmm."

"I know you don't want to work so hard, but the Berry Church needs your contribution, and so does the goddess of nature."

"Mhmm..."

"I don't like talking to those people outside either, but the development of the church cannot do without them."

Doris slightly opened her eyes and smiled, saying, "I know."

...

At the dinner table, the old senator Haggart spoke up, "Today's parade marched on the power plant, causing half of the electricity in the east district to shut down in the afternoon. It's easy to provoke the citizens' resentment."

Mr. Oka waved his hand and said, "It's inevitable. Young kids are the easiest to incite, but they are often difficult to control. Cheap things always have various shortcomings, don't they? Besides, I know about this incident. It's just that a group of kids got too excited and did something excessive."

Humeil, the editor-in-chief of the Roja Daily, smiled and said, "No problem. The power outage in the east district will not be widely reported. In addition, I plan to guide public opinion by following the previously laid groundwork of urban infrastructure aging problems, making the residents of the east district believe that the power outage was caused by poor maintenance and management of the power grid, and that the responsibility lies entirely with the former mayor."

At this time, Mr. Morville also spoke up, "I'll go talk to the other newspapers and radio stations in Roja. They won't be uncooperative when it comes to advertising revenue."

"This is perfect, isn't it?" Mr. Oka patted his belly and looked at the mayoral candidate, Ford. "Ford, look at this. The whole of Roja is on your side. What reason do you have not to win?"

Ford nodded vigorously, but still hesitated, "The former mayor is well-supported by the people in the industrial district. He was elected as the district councilor and gradually rose to the position of mayor. The workers and their families in the industrial district have always been his loyal supporters. During previous elections, the votes from the industrial district didn't even need to be counted and could be directly attributed to the former mayor."

"Mr. Ford, you don't have to worry about this. We have a way. The wheels of time are moving forward, and those old stubborn and annoying rusts are destined to be crushed by the wheels. We have already come up with a complete plan for handling the former mayor's ironclad support."First of all, starting from tomorrow, students from several universities and vocational schools in Roja City will be mobilized to take to the streets for environmental protection marches. The destination is the main government offices such as the city hall. According to the plan, they will surround the area and form a sit-in protest, temporarily paralyzing the operation of the city government.

Upon hearing this, Fude asked, "I admit that Daisy has influence, but university students, they are not high school students. It's a bit difficult to mobilize them."

"Difficult? I don't think so. I have already privately signed an agreement with the student union leaders of those universities. As long as they can contribute to the environmental cause, then several universities in Wien will allow them to directly enroll for further studies with outstanding and brilliant resumes. Wien's universities, no, the students of the entire Rui Lan, cannot resist such temptation."

"Then what?" Fude asked further, "Just this is not enough, I think."

"This is the first step, actually a kind of warm-up. The court will soon be hearing the case of the workers suffering from pneumoconiosis suing the factory. Unless there are unexpected circumstances, they will lose the case. We have already contacted them, and not only them, but also ten other workers who have been disabled or injured while working in the factory. After the court loses the case, they will be united to organize a new round of protest marches. Several union leaders from the labor union, Mr. Morpheus, have already arranged it."

Fude looked at Morpheus, who nodded.

"But the old mayor has a great reputation in the industrial area. They won't point the finger directly at the old mayor. Moreover, their protest march, as long as the old mayor comes forward, should be quickly suppressed," Fude said.

"I know this, I believe in the ability of the old mayor. Otherwise, how could he make it so difficult for our Mr. Fude to run for office? So, at an appropriate time, for example, after the old mayor makes a promise to the worker protest team, and the protest team disperses, a protesting worker with his family will choose to commit suicide due to his despair and the inability to seek justice," said the speaker.

"This... will it really happen?" Fude was stunned.

Oka's eyes showed disdain and contempt for the candidate, but there was no way. Who made him the easiest to control? If he were too shrewd, it would be the turn of others present to worry.

"They will be willing to do so. Humir, the editor-in-chief, and I have already selected a protesting worker family. The husband of the family is disabled and will choose to drink poison. His mother will hang herself, and his wife with a child will jump off a building. Humir believes that only in this way can the anger and emotions of the people be fully aroused. We will choose a medium-sized funeral home to hold a grand funeral for this poor family, and let this funeral become the detonation point of the storm!"

The editor-in-chief Humir reminded, "This funeral home cannot be too large or too luxurious, otherwise it will backfire. Choose a medium-sized funeral home, and it will also be more convenient and relaxed for reporters to take photos of the background."

"Yes, yes, you are right."Anyway,

After the funeral begins, all emotions will be ignited!

As the staunch supporter of the former industrial district, the old mayor will be the first to bear the brunt and become the most despised candidate in the industrial district election.

Under the rendering of newspapers, radio, and flyers, this will once again ignite the students' protest enthusiasm.

With the experience of the first time, they will soon organize on a larger scale. The flames of justice burning in their chests will help us burn the iron pot of Roja's political arena hotter and hotter.

At that time, Mr. Hackett will call on a group of city councilors to support you, and you should take the place of the old mayor to appease the demonstration activities.

I believe that under that situation, there is no need for an election. The old mayor will probably be overwhelmed and announce his resignation early."

Oka thought to himself: At that time, even if a pig ran against the old mayor, the pig would have won.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Morv will provide food, water, and reimbursement for clothing, banners, and props for several parade teams. Here, we need to thank the great and generous Mr. Morv again."

"To Mr. Morv's success!"

"To Mr. Morv's success!"

Fukuda stood up and toasted Morv: "Thank you for your support."

Morv didn't rush to drink, but said:

"The tobacco control regulations and medical device laws in Roja City..."

"You can rest assured of this." Fukuda promised solemnly, "Smokers have the freedom to choose, and the medical industry should also compete fully. I have always believed in this."

"Good." Morv clinked glasses with Fukuda.

Finally,

Oka stood up, and his fat belly hit the table, causing the table to shake:

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"To our new Mayor Fukuda, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

After the dinner party ended, everyone left, leaving only Oka sitting there alone.

The man in the red robe and mask walked out of the rest area and sighed:

"It's a gathering of the filthy."

Oka chuckled and pointed to his own face, then pointed to the empty tables and said:

"But in the eyes of the world, we represent the light."

"It's a pity that the Bright Church has long been extinct, otherwise they would definitely absorb you."

In the myth and legend, the God of Light was once the existence that "awakened" the God of Order.

A true god of a church will be embedded into the mythological narrative system of another large church, which can be seen how powerful the Bright Church was.

However, a thousand years ago, the Bright Church suffered a great calamity and was seriously injured. In the intentional squeezing and nibbling of other large churches, it eventually perished.

And that great calamity was said to be related to the "descent of the evil god."

Oka patted his belly and joked: "The light will always exist, but it has turned into money."

Saying that,

Oka stood up and ordered the man in the red robe and mask:

"Let the family we have chosen commit suicide in a peaceful way. We still need your help, Arota the Sacrificer."

"I believe you have the ability to hire a killer to do this.""No no no, the Berry Church advocates nature. I believe that only by the sacrifice of the Berry Church can everything be truly natural."

"I understand."

"Thank you. I believe that as long as we continue to cooperate sincerely, the preaching ban of the Berry Church in Vienna will be lifted in the near future."

"I believe Mr. Oka will keep his promise."

Oka heard this, folded his hands in front of his chest and said, "Praise nature."

The Berry Church priest turned to leave, but Oka took a step forward and asked, "I heard that you will meet a distinguished guest later. Can you introduce him for me?"

"He is not my believer, but his wife is."

"It doesn't matter. I just need an introduction."

"Okay."

...

Reception room.

"Mr. Adams, please come this way."

"Okay, thank you."

Pierre walked into the reception room, and the red-robed masked Berry Church priest, Alotota, who was originally sitting there, stood up to greet him: "Praise nature, it is the god of nature that brought us together, Mr. Adams."

"Hello, you can call me Pierre, Your Excellency."

"Okay."

"Oh my god, Mr. Adams, no, Pierre, my friend, I never thought I would see you here." Mr. Oka walked in.

This is the son of the Minister of Energy and Industrial Development of Rui Lan Guo!

"Do we know each other?" Pierre asked in confusion.

"I know your wife. We are both believers of the Berry Church and have the same goal, which is to praise nature. Oh, why didn't your wife come today?"

"My wife passed away over a month ago."

"..." Oka.

Alotota, the Berry Church priest, folded his hands in front of his chest and said in a deep voice, "She has returned to the embrace of nature."

Due to the awkward opening, for a long time, Mr. Oka could only sit next to him and listen to Pierre and Alotota chatting without interrupting.

When both sides finished chatting and Pierre was about to leave, Oka stood up and said, "Mr. Pierre, shall I have my driver take you back?"

"No need, I came here by myself."

"Really? That's great. Oh, by the way, Mr. Pierre, where is your wife's grave? I want to pay my respects to her."

"It's in the Oak Cemetery in the east district."

"Okay, I got it. By the way, how did the funeral go? Is everything going smoothly? I'm sorry I didn't receive the news, so I couldn't come to mourn. It's a pity."

Pierre looked at Oka and said, "Believers of the Berry Church advocate simplicity in funerals."

"..." Oka.

The brief awkwardness was immediately overcome by the thick layer of fat on Oka's face. He immediately said, "Of course I know that. What I mean is, I have an uncle who lives in Roja City and is now in his last moments. So I wanted to ask if you know which funeral home in Roja City provides more formal services?"

"As someone who grew up being loved by his uncle, I hope to give him a decent funeral."

"Your uncle hasn't passed away yet?""Um... it's almost time. According to the customs of our Venetians, some things can be prepared in advance, which can make our loved ones feel more at ease before they leave."

"Oh, I see. I hope your uncle can recover from his illness."

"Thank you, thank you."

"As for the funeral home, I know a very good one, but it may not match Mr. Oka's status."

"No, no, my uncle is a simple man. He is half a believer in the Berry Church, so what is the name of that funeral home?"

"The Inmoleis Funeral Home on Mingke Street."

...

"May the merciful Lord lead her into the kingdom of heaven, without injury, disaster, or suffering. May the Lord's light always shine on her and on all of us."

Dis, wearing a priest's robe, led a group of relatives and friends in prayer.

Then, Paul and Ron picked up shovels and filled the coffin that had already been placed in the grave with soil. Finally, flowers would be planted around the tombstone.

The little girl's mother walked up to Aunt Mary and thanked her: "Thank you, thank you."

The little girl's father bowed to Uncle Mason.

This was a very delicate and perfect funeral.

They had attended other people's funerals before, so they could tell the difference in the degree of care, and in comparison to the price. The little girl's parents could only express their gratitude in this way;

In addition, there was a child named Lunt who had been bowing with them at the mourning reception, standing all day long;

When they sprinkled salt on the deceased, the child couldn't help but cry.

He was such a kind child.

Aunt Mary and Uncle Mason comforted the parents separately;

Karun went to help Dis pack up.

At this time, a man in a black suit walked over and asked, "Excuse me, is this the Inmoleis Funeral Home?"

Dis pointed to Karun and walked away with the Bible.

Generally, grandpa was not responsible for business operations and management.

Karun smiled and said, "Yes, hello."

This kind of proactive business consultation always made people feel at ease, much happier than sitting on a bench outside the operating room of a hospital, and, well, much safer.

"I want to inquire about your menu."

"Okay, here is the brochure and price list." Karun took it out of his bag and handed it to the other party, and asked, "Who is the funeral for?"

"It will be a few days later."

"Oh, I hope we won't be needed."

Waiting for a few days means that a loved one is critically ill, and Karun can only politely answer: "We won't be needed."

"No, we will need you." The man asked, "By the way, can your funeral home handle multiple people's funerals together?"

"Please be more specific."

"It's like when a family has a car accident and holds a funeral together. Have you ever hosted such a ceremony?"

"We have."

Karun actually didn't know.

"Okay, I understand. I hope to reserve a rough date. Can I do that?""Can we reserve a date for the family gathering?"

"Yes," Karun replied, "but we require a deposit."

"Money is not a concern. What we need is your service. We want to reserve the 14th to the 17th. During these four days, we don't want any other arrangements from your family. Just tell us the deposit amount."

"No problem," Karun answered.

The family had no other plans during those four days.

"Okay, I understand. Let's sign the agreement later."

"Sure, but I'm curious. Is this a family funeral? Have they all passed away together?"

"It's not possible for an entire family to be terminally ill together, right?" The man shrugged, smiled, and said, "They were very close-knit."