I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 463 - 324 Connie’s Choice_2

Chapter 463: Chapter 324 Connie’s Choice_2

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After the event,

Chen Lun felt somewhat reflective; each team member had their own aspirations, not simply puppets of his own. All he could do was to offer guidance and help.

He believed that they could thrive and in the future help him in return.

Thus, he sorted through the books within the Blood Poem Ring, taking out some valuable mystic and even mythical books.

He had already read all these books; keeping them was merely a waste of their value. It would be better to let the team members read them to increase their mystical accumulation and perhaps even inspire them.

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Chen Lun placed these books in the study and called over Floey to keep a close watch.

He then communicated this news to every team member.

The incident was met with boundless joy.

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Chen Lun’s collection of mystic books was extensive, covering various paths; every team member could find books related to their faction to enhance their understanding of transcendent powers and the Mystic Realm.

Especially significant were the three volumes of “Carmen’s Notes” acquired after arriving in Peacock City, along with “An Overview of Biological Constructs and Mythological Creatures,” a set of Magic Faction notes, and a Mythological Tome of the Nature Faction. Maggie, upon seeing them, felt like she had opened the door to a new world, exclaiming repeatedly that she had many more ideas.

Chen Lun was quite pleased with the outcome.

He could almost foresee that in the near future, the team would become even stronger.

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Time quietly moved towards the year’s end.

On December first,

it was the thirty-fifth day since the Circus had arrived in Peacock City.

The sky began to spatter with light snow, and the temperatures dropped, causing the city’s residents to switch to thicker coats and wool hats. Peacock City, as a port city, was heavily affected; the East District Port had already ceased operations, leaving countless unemployed workers staying at home, cursing the damned winter.

Since the River of Commandant received several tributaries that diluted the salinity of the seawater, and there were no warm currents passing by, the surface of the water at East District Port froze, severely hindering the traffic of ships.

Many industries in the city suffered, and the lives of many residents were adversely affected.

This was a severe winter that Peacock City endured annually, affecting weather, economy, and lifestyle alike. The locals were ostensibly accustomed to it, but the situation worsened recently as the Security Office had shut down Montelro’s slaughterhouse, causing meat and dairy prices to skyrocket, and many residents who could no longer make ends meet took to the streets to protest.

Even many homeless beggars curled up in the crevices of alleys, shivering.

At this time, led by the Harrington and Simon families, a gathering of nobles and business elites organized a charity auction, deciding to donate all proceeds to aid the residents of Peacock City.

Chen Lun also received an invitation to the auction.

“Mr. Jack, please do us the honor of attending this auction,”

Hoyle said seriously while sitting on the living room sofa of his vineyard villa.

Beside him, there was Miss Tracey.

The two had visited almost simultaneously.

They were no longer the scions of business families and noble daughters they once were but had become the heads of their respective families; both their attire and demeanor had changed markedly.

Essentially, he had matured even more.

“Actually, this charity auction was led by the Peacock City council, requesting our two families to host it… I heard that the Shelter had something to do with it too.”

Hoyle said softly, taking off his hat and coat and handing them to a bodyguard at his side, then gesturing for them to step back.

The main house of the villa had the fireplace lit, making the temperature rather warm.

This kind of behavior was actually somewhat luxurious, as even many lesser noble families were unwilling to be so extravagant and wasteful since coal was incredibly expensive in Peacock City, especially in winter.

But Chen Lun didn’t care about this small expenditure, though most of his team were Transcendents, not fearing the cold, Alec and Connie were merely mortals, so to accommodate them, the fireplace in the villa was kept burning almost all day long.

“Moreover, the council promised us that, so long as the charity auction went smoothly, they would give our industries tax breaks next year, and even sell us the newly developed land in the southwest area at a discount…”

Hoyle shared the news happily.

Halfway through, he suddenly realized something and his expression turned somewhat awkward as he added:

“Of course, even without these benefits from the council, I would still be happy to host the charity auction; after all, this year has been tougher than usual… Many lower-class residents can’t even support the basics of life and end up homeless on the streets, I want to make a contribution.”

“But without these benefits from the council, most of your family members would not support you, Mr. Hoyle.”

Miss Tracey said from the side.

She blinked, half-jokingly saying:

“The cold has affected not just the common people, every industry has been impacted to some extent, whether it’s your Simon Family’s industries or our Harrington Family’s businesses, things are tough for everyone…”

Hoyle listened and just gave a wry smile, nodding his head.

Chen Lun silently listened from the side, also feeling somewhat emotional.

This world is just like this, not everything is black or white; even among nobles and merchants, there are those who are kind and upright, but the times don’t allow them to follow their hearts freely.

The Mystic Realm is hidden on the other side, the Transcendents possess supreme power and status, but most of them are selfish, and those willing to help mortals are really rare.

The Tresor Empire has grown increasingly weary, from Emerald Town, Amber City to now Peacock City, and through many corners Chen Lun had passed and seen, one could infer how this mighty country had gradually shed its splendid exterior, exposing its festering flesh.

For common people in such times, survival is extremely difficult, although due to the deeply ingrained class system, those at the upper levels of the pyramid might live well, they too must consider various issues. Particularly nowadays when the official Transcendent powers are ineffective, chaos is rampant, it seems no one can remain unaffected.

Even Transcendents must face the dangers of the Mystic Realm.

Whether it’s the Red Calamity or the Dark World, or even unknown deeper unnamable entities.

‘Is it only by becoming one of the high-ranking beings, becoming an Angel, or even a Deity… that one can truly transcend?’

This thought came unbidden to Chen Lun.

He fell silent for a moment.

Then he picked up the invitation to the charity auction and addressed Hoyle and Tracey,

“I really appreciate you two coming to invite me personally; I will be there on time the evening after next.”

“That’s wonderful, Mr. Jack!”

Hoyle seemed very pleased.

“We will personally welcome you at the entrance.”

Tracey showed a smile.