When people are at a loss, they will subconsciously listen to the stronger person.
Ji Xian was also somewhat bewildered.
Just then, Jemoka arrived in her car with red eyes.
He already knew about his brother's death.
He immediately knelt before the mecha: "Thank you, sir, for avenging my brother."
Ji Xian said, "Of course, I also feel very sorry about your brother's death."
Jemoka found Ji Xian's tone familiar and was somewhat surprised, but he didn't have time to think about it now.
Jemoka added, “City 1062 cannot be without a master. I am willing to make you the city lord.”
According to the rules of the post-apocalyptic world, if you can seize or restrict someone's freedom, you can turn them into a slave. Although this is immoral, no one cares, so it has become the default rule.
Similarly, if you save someone, you have the right to turn that person into a slave, which is perfectly reasonable and nobody will care.
Ji Xian led the charge, which saved the city's people. He is now the strongest fighter here, and if he makes any bad decisions, no one here can really oppose him.
To prevent Ji Xian from making the worst decision and turning everyone into slaves, Jemoka took the initiative and led the way in submitting to Ji Xian.
The other mercenaries remained silent, not daring to refute.
Ji Xian was flattered and said, "This is inappropriate, not suitable."
Jemoka said, "You deserve it."
Ji Xian was at a loss for what to do.
Before he transmigrated to the apocalypse, he was just an ordinary person with no experience in managing a city.
At this moment.
Zero's voice came from inside the mech: "Take over this city, it will be useful later."
Upon hearing Lingling's words, Ji Xian's wavering heart was no longer hesitant, and he made a decision in an instant.
He looked up at the sky.
He then said seriously to Jemoka, "I refuse to become the city lord!"
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