Jemoka exclaimed in surprise, "Why?"
Ji Xian said, "I don't have the ability to manage a city well. I think you are more suitable to be the city lord."
A few curses came through my ear: "Idiot!" Then the connection was lost.
Jemoka said in disbelief, "But, this..."
Ji Xian interrupted, "Stop talking, you're more suitable than me."
Jemoka knew what the position of city lord meant.
The surrounding mercenaries all looked at Jemoka, and none of them had any objections.
"Alright, from now on, I am the city lord of City 1062. However, if you need anything in the future, please feel free to give me your orders, and I will certainly do as you say!"
Ji Xian nodded, but did not step out of the mecha to reveal his true identity.
He didn't want to reveal himself yet.
If anything really important happens in the future, I can just go to Jemoka wearing my mech suit.
Jemoka pointed to the clone survivors who were squatting on the ground, surrendering.
"Sir, what should we do with these clones? Should we kill them all?"
Ji Xian shook his head directly.
He is not someone who enjoys indiscriminately killing innocent people.
He went on a killing spree because he was in a bad mood.
At this moment, I regained my senses, returned to my true self, and was unwilling to continue committing acts of killing.
Ji Xian said, "They have already surrendered. Let them live. Let them become slaves."
"Yes, that's what we'll do!"
Jemoka immediately sent people over to put slave collars on the surviving clones and clean up the battlefield.
He told the mercenaries present that he would also fulfill the bounty promised by the former city lord.
Jemoka made very good arrangements and worked very efficiently.
Ji Xian knew that it was the right thing for him to do in the position of city lord.
Seeing that things were developing in an orderly manner, Ji Xian decided to leave.
Jemoka called out to Ji Xian.
"Sir, may I invite you to my home for a while?"
Ji Xian said, "No, thank you."
Jemoka then asked, "May I see what you look like?"
Ji Xian refused again: "There's no need for that."
Jemoka didn't ask any more questions. Big shots might all have their own quirks, and maintaining an air of mystery might be this particular person's preference.
Jemoka immediately presented a bracelet, saying, "I have placed the authority over all the clone slave collars present into this bracelet. There are a total of 210 clone slaves. From now on, these clones are your slaves. Please accept it."
Ji Xian hesitated for a few seconds, then stretched out the mecha's large hand and carefully held the bracelet that Jemoka had given him in his palm.
Even though he found it troublesome to have only twenty-odd slaves in his household, he still accepted so many slaves.
Because slaves are in a miserable state in this world, and these clones are defeated, and they have also caused this city to lose a lord. As slaves here, it is easy to imagine how terrible their situation must be.
However, if they were under Ji Xian's jurisdiction, Ji Xian would treat them well.
So I took over.
Ji Xian ordered the slaves to help clean up the corpses on the ground, and to wait in place once they were done.
Ji Xian then flew towards the city.
In a secluded place, Ji Xian returned the mecha to the warehouse in the real world, put away the slave bracelet given to him by Jemoka, and went back to the hotel.
Lingling is still eating canned fruit on the table.
Ji Xian gave her too much canned fruit before, and Lingling eats very slowly, so she hasn't finished it yet.
Seeing that Lingling wasn't speaking, Ji Xian asked, "Are you angry?"
Lingling said coldly, "No, everything was calculated. You had a 70% chance of agreeing and a 30% chance of refusing. I was planning to give you a heads-up to increase your chances of agreeing, but I didn't expect you to refuse instead."
Ji Xian said, "This is human nature, and human nature cannot be guessed. I was very hesitant at first, but it was because of your reminder that I became certain of my thoughts."
"Why?" Lingling asked, puzzled.
There's no reason why.
Lingling rolled her eyes: "Idiot!"
Ji Xian pretended to be angry and said, "Hey, do you look down on my intelligence? And who taught you to roll your eyes like that?"
Ji Xian certainly wouldn't say that anyone would feel uncomfortable being monitored in everything they do.
Moreover, monitoring him and trying to control his thoughts will only create resistance.
Call Ji Xian stupid or stubborn, he was unwilling to have his mind changed by an artificial intelligence.
That's human nature. Human decisions are never the best, but they are always driven by emotions.
Ji Xian stopped dwelling on this issue. He wasn't someone with grand ambitions; living each day to the fullest was what he liked most. He didn't care about becoming the lord of a city.
Ji Xian said, "I just acquired a group of clones as slaves, and I plan to take them back to my own base. What do you think?"
Zero Zero replied, "Yes, although these clones have been tampered with to prevent them from rebelling if they were free, the servile genes implanted during their production are still there, so they can still be very useful as slaves."
Lingling didn't go into too much detail, but Ji Xian understood.
Ji Xian understood that these actions were sporadic and piecemeal.
Since Lingling said it was safe to use, Ji Xian decided to trust her for the time being.
"Alright, put away the rest of your cans, shall we go?"
Lingling obediently gathered the few remaining cans of food into her arms and followed Ji Xian out of the room.
Ji Xian reappeared in a secluded place, dressed in his mecha suit.
Go to the car dealership to buy a car.
Two hundred slaves, they'd need carts to transport them back.
Although these clones have great endurance and can walk hundreds of kilometers, Ji Xian is a good person and would rather avoid the hardship if possible.
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