These words, though simple, struck a chord with people.
Yes, choices.
When have these “monsters” abandoned by the world ever had the right to choose?
From the moment their martial spirit awakened, their path was sealed. It was either to hide or to kill.
Now, someone is telling them that they have a choice.
Even if the other option is to become a miner, which sounds like a shameful job, that's still an option.
For many degenerates who were already weary of bloodshed and fear, this was nothing short of heavenly music.
Among the crowd, the hunched woman whose martial spirit was "Corpse-Eating Crow" had her eyes, hidden under her hood, light up for the first time.
She didn't want to be with corpses anymore.
“Of course,” Ning Liu’s voice rang out again, with an alluring quality, “there are more than two paths.”
He held up his third finger.
“The city of freedom needs a new order. I can’t manage such a big place by myself, nor can I manage so many of you.”
"I need a law enforcement team to maintain order in the city and arrest those who can't control themselves and insist on fighting in private, and send them to the mines for reporting."
"I need managers to oversee the operation of the arena, the redemption of points, and the distribution of supplies."
“I even need builders to repair this dilapidated city and make it worthy of the name ‘City of Freedom’.”
His gaze slowly swept over every face in the stands, whether it was contorted, numb, or excited.
"These positions will all be selected from among you."
"As long as you have the ability, ambition, and are willing to follow my rules and work for this city, you can achieve a status far higher than that of ordinary people like gladiators and miners."
If the first two options gave them a way to survive, then this third option gave them a ladder to the top!
From a degenerate person condemned by everyone to a manager wielding power?
From a disruptor of order to a maintainer of order?
This transformation is too exciting, too tempting!
Almost everyone's breathing became heavy.
Their eyes were no longer filled with simple awe and fear, but with burning ambition and desire.
Ning Liu took in everyone's reactions and knew that the time was right.
"I have paved the way for you. How you walk is up to you."
"Finally, I'll reiterate."
"Within the city, all forms of private fighting and killing are prohibited. This is the first and only ironclad rule of the City of Freedom."
“Whoever dares to violate…” He paused, then gave a friendly smile, “I wouldn’t mind having one more loyal ‘ore’ in the mine, the permanent kind.”
That smile sent chills down everyone's spine.
They had no doubt that the "ore" meant that he had killed her using those bizarre methods and buried her in the mine.
"I've finished speaking."
Ning Liu turned around, preparing to step down from the platform.
"Next, I will build the framework of this city. Anyone with brains, ability, and a willingness to get things done, come find me backstage at the Hell Slaughter Arena in a little while."
"Remember, I only want people who can get things done, not stupid idiots who can only kill."
After saying that, he walked towards the backstage entrance without looking back, leaving the entire boiling killing field to the fallen ones with their own thoughts.
Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time.
Yue Guan, Xu Jiushi, and the others behind her were already dizzy and disoriented from Ning Liu's series of punches, their faces filled with shock.
Destroying a city is very simple.
Conquering a city is not difficult.
But to give a chaotic city, to give so many outlaws, to rebuild an effective order and make them willingly abide by it...
What kind of courage, wisdom, and skill does this require?
"Your Holiness the Pope..."
Yue Guan murmured, "He...he's going to build a country within a country here."
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