Preparation

With the help of two major families, Mason finally had his initial network of contacts.

The Siren master gave a detailed introduction to the situation on the western border, and after careful consideration, Mason chose the central part of the Black Mist.

The shallow layer is close to the black fog defense line, and most of them have been divided up by the nobles. The deep layer is difficult to connect and accidents are likely to occur. Therefore, the middle part is the best choice.

After determining the area, there are also considerations when choosing which area to focus on.

Avoiding the mountains and ridges that were difficult to build on and the areas that were unsuitable for living, Mason finally set his sights on a vast plain.

The advantage is that the place is large enough and easy to build. The disadvantage is that the terrain is open and has no natural defenses, so it is easy to be attacked by monsters.

But the latter was not a bad thing in Mason's eyes, he had already made plans. After he confirmed the destination, the head of the Siren family put away the map with a somewhat regretful look on his face.

Her suggestion to Mason to open up the coastline was not accepted, otherwise she would have been able to get on board this ship.

But it didn't matter, the Siren's master quickly adjusted his mood.

"It's not easy to get recognition from others. If you need help, just say it. We are now on the same page."

The boy blinked and said, "First of all, I need a quiet room."

Meanwhile, Partington City.

Half a year was enough for this severely damaged city to recover its original appearance, or even become better. The extensive use of cement provided cheap and good quality houses, and even civilians could grit their teeth and renovate them. And for the black areas, this material with a certain degree of defense is much better than flammable wood.

Moreover, as the road conditions improved, the Chamber of Commerce promptly promoted bicycles. Residents gradually got used to this lightweight means of transportation. Next, the Chamber of Commerce took advantage of the situation and launched washing machines, dishwashers, automatic floor sweepers... These small items were not expensive, but greatly improved the quality of life of the middle class.

Machinery is no longer a distant moon for ordinary people, but a convenience within their reach.

Later, the Merchants Association, the shopping street and the Machinery City cooperated to set up a radio station in Partington. Residents have become accustomed to listening to pleasant music every noon, moving chairs to sit under street lights and listening to the announcer talk about the latest events.

"Thank God, food prices have finally stabilized. If they were still so expensive, we wouldn't be able to afford food. Fortunately, there are food shipped from the south."

"It seems to be from a place called [New Town], right? Who cares? As long as the price is cheaper, that's fine."

"Did you buy the latest robot vacuum cleaner? Thanks to it, I can finally do what I want sometimes."

"I envy you so much. Your husband is always willing to buy you nice things."

"......"

Most people only care about food prices and gossip, but a few people care more about other things.

What's the situation of the Western Campaign? Have the followers of the Black Mist been arrested recently? Have the bloodline people roaming around been caught?

If they really want to know the relevant content, they can write to the radio station, and the broadcasters will select the most popular questions and answer them.

Partington is now thriving, and there is no trace of the devastation it once was. Even mutants can get relatively fair treatment, although there is some discrimination, but it is much better than before.

Especially when the Aristocratic Association issued relevant laws and instilled some ideas on how to suppress and slow down changes through radio broadcasts, calling on everyone to reduce discrimination as much as possible, the relationship between the two is on a very delicate line.

Violet saw it with her eyes and thought about it in her heart.

She couldn't help but marvel at the lord's wisdom.

When Violet first set up the radio station according to the other party's plan, she was worried.

There had never been a similar practice before. Moreover, the establishment of a radio station would certainly speed up the spread of information and even greatly affect the nobles. When she informed the lord of her concerns, he simply sent a letter.

[...I'm glad you realize this, Miss Violet. I know you are a smart woman. Please keep the following words a secret between the two of us. No third person needs to know.]

[Yes, I know the dangers of building a radio station. On the one hand, it is very likely to be questioned by the public, and we need to keep exploring. On the other hand, it may also affect the reputation of the nobles, and thus establish many enemies for us. But please believe me, these are all nothing to be afraid of. We cannot regard stupidity as simplicity. The people have the right to think, even if this will give rise to many boastful idiots, self-righteous liars and arrogant guys, but this is the inevitable prerequisite for ordinary people to move towards independent thinking. ]

【This world is determined by ordinary people. Bloodlines will die, but humanity will continue. Therefore, we cannot rely on one or some people to become a lighthouse, but must teach people to light their own lights. Only by holding on to hope can we avoid being drowned by the long night. 】

[This is an extremely difficult task, and I am honored to be with you. Believe me, you will witness its results. If you have any questions, please write to me.]

Your loyal friend, Mason Cross

Yes, he is right.

In the process of building the radio station, Violet encountered numerous crises and even assassinations, but she escaped them all. There were threats from nobles who opened newspapers, and the bloodline people who were furious when their evil deeds were exposed, and even some Partington people did not understand. With Bai's support, Violet overcame these difficulties and continued to run the radio station until it became a part of Partington people's life.

This move has indeed injected new impetus into the boring life. Now Partington people are used to discussing the things on the radio every day. Although some people have never left Partington, it does not affect their enjoyment of listening.

Surprisingly, some people have noticed various problems. Some of them have boldly written down their suggestions or have devoted themselves to the construction of various places. Whenever Violet reads the letters, she can't help but smile.

Today she was wearing a black waisted and busty long dress, and a dark purple cape, her face was faintly visible under the gauze. The staff in the radio station greeted her when they saw her, and Violet responded one by one, and then stepped into the radio studio. She sat in front of the instrument, and the broadcast to be read today was placed on the table.

Yes, Violet is the best broadcaster in this studio.

Her clothing store had long been entrusted to a trusted confidant, who was usually dedicated to handling various events of the Chamber of Commerce. Occasionally, he would come to the radio studio to broadcast. The woman flipped the pages, and a pleasant and gentle voice came into the microphone.

"Good afternoon, residents of Partington. Today we would like to share that there has been progress in missing persons cases in various places, and the lords have sent out elite bloodlines to investigate..."

The content of today's reading is a little dangerous and may cause protests from some nobles. But it doesn't matter, Violet is already very good at it.

As soon as she finished the broadcast, someone walked into the broadcast room and said softly, "Sir, the people at the tavern want to see you."

He was Violet's confidant, an old man who had been following her since the Black District. The woman nodded, and quickly reviewed the recent situation in her mind. She was sure that nothing could attract Bai to come to her.

After the death of the profiteer, Bai became more extreme in his actions. Even Violet was a little afraid of him now. He was like a real snake, acting only for profit and belief. If they hadn't known each other earlier, she probably wouldn't be able to gain Bai's trust now.

After thinking about it, Violet changed her appearance as quickly as possible and secretly returned to the black zone.

Under Bai's leadership, the Black District has also undergone tremendous changes. At least from the outside, it looks like a large area of ​​ordinary residential buildings. Although suspicious bloodstains can often be seen in it, compared with before, it is already quite harmonious.

As soon as Violet entered the tavern, she was invited to the second floor. The waiter led her to the door, and the woman pushed it open skillfully and walked in. The boy leaned on the bed, looking even more fragile and pale, but Violet had no sympathy for him.

"Why did you call me here suddenly? What's the matter?"

"The Lord has information."

Anyway, they were all people who knew each other well, so there was no point in pretending. He just pointed out his purpose directly. After hearing what he said, Violet asked: "What do we need to do?

"He wants us to raise a crusade for him."

"I understand. I'll make the arrangements."

Violet didn't ask why he did this, and she agreed to it directly. She trusted the lord, and Bai was even more trustworthy, because he always did his best for the lord because of the profiteer's order.

After Violet left, Bai called the waiter and told his men to assemble.

The big bosses in charge of the black area immediately got the news and gathered in the tavern. Nowadays, the tavern is no longer a place to sell information, but more of a symbol of status. Those who can enter and leave are all in power. But when entering the tavern, these black area leaders are all very cautious.

As everyone knows, the owner of the Black Forest Tavern is a stunning beauty with a bad temper.

Everyone lowered their heads and stared at their toes. After a while, they finally heard what was going on. It was the sound of a thick snake's tail hitting the ground, and the sound echoed in everyone's heart. A graceful female voice came into everyone's ears, with the hissing sound of a snake.

"Contact the person in charge in the west. We need an army. The Mechanical City will provide us with weapons. Let all the bloodline people mobilize."

This statement shocked everyone present. One of them could not help but speak out: "Sir, doing this is likely to arouse the vigilance of the western nobles, which is not good for us..."

Before he finished speaking, blood splattered everywhere and the person who spoke fell to the ground. The smell of blood filled the air. The leaders who were notorious for their brutality could not help but hold their breath, and cold sweat oozed from their foreheads.

"I don't like to hear any objections. If any of you have any opinions, you can speak up now."

The whole place was silent, no one dared to challenge the dignity of this leader. Bai nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Since you have no objection, what are you still doing here?"

"Yes, sir!"

Everyone bowed their heads respectfully and walked out the door backwards. They were not stopped until they left. The leaders looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

They acted quickly, gathering their reliable manpower and resources and putting them under the name of the Black Forest Tavern. The waiters compiled a list and sent it to the Chamber of Commerce. Violet personally took charge and set the time to go to the Black Mist Border branch.

With the Black Fog Border as the target, a large amount of manpower and material resources were transferred to the Chamber of Commerce there.