The majestic and towering Nolde Building is no longer as bustling as it used to be. Thousands of police cars surround the building, and bright yellow cordons separate the streets.
"Look Carrie, the Nolde Building has exploded!"
The red-haired girl stuck her head out from the passenger seat and looked excitedly at the building surrounded by people.
A TV in a building nearby was broadcasting news that the Nolde Building Sky Plaza was attacked and exploded by cultists.
"Don't stick your head out of the car window," Yi Jiali reluctantly reached out and pulled her friend back into the car, "Annie, you are such a big person."
"Oh," Annie leaned on the passenger seat, "Carrie, you said that if the Nord Consortium goes bankrupt, do you think I won't have to pay back my credit card at Nord Bank?"
"What are you thinking?" Igali rolled her eyes. "The debt will only be transferred, not disappear. Unless you file for bankruptcy or default on your debt, even if Nord Bank goes bankrupt, your debt will be directly transferred to Nord Bank."
The bank’s creditors, or the new bank after bankruptcy and reorganization.”
"I'll just tell you."
Annie clung to the car window and looked at the TV screen outside the car window.
While waiting for the traffic lights to turn green, Yi Jiali glanced at the news on the screen outside the car window.
Only some ruins of the originally magnificent aerial theater were left, and even the thick floor was penetrated by the powerful force, creating a huge hole in the floor below.
The Nolde Consortium originally spent a huge amount of money to build this aerial theater, claiming it to be a unique aerial spectacle in the entire federation. After its completion, the theater has successfully become one of the landmark buildings in Chenxi City, attracting an endless stream of tourists.
At this moment, this huge and magnificent theater was completely reduced to nothingness. It seemed that the losses of the Nolde Consortium in this incident were not small.
Green light.
Yijiali withdrew her gaze and restarted the vehicle.
Before she and Annie's work in rescuing street children had begun, they once visited the Nolde Foundation.
As a large consortium that started in Chenxi City and has business all over the federation, the Nolde Consortium has expressed its concern for Chenxi City's charity on many public occasions and has set up a charity department specifically for this purpose.
When they discovered the problem of street children, Ikari and Annie once visited this charity department, hoping that these street children could get help from large consortiums.
They spent several months collecting information, submitted complex and detailed supporting documents as required by the Nord Foundation, and spent another month completing all the procedures.
In the end, the Nolde Foundation accepted their opinions and set up a special foundation, the ‘Morning Street Children Education Foundation’, to help street children.
After receiving the news, Ikari and Annie were overjoyed, thinking that their efforts had paid off.
But when they returned to their original area a few months later, they found that the children were still living a precarious wandering life.
The so-called ‘Morning Street Children’s Education Foundation’ employs a large number of relatives of the mayor and family members of city officials. They drive luxury sports cars through the city, spraying sewage from the wheels on the homeless children who have nowhere to hide.
From then on, Ikari and Annie began to raise their own money and organize their children's education.
"Carrie, the school is going to be repaired."
Annie, who was lying on the window, suddenly turned her head and whispered.
"yes."
Ikari raised her head and stared at the road ahead. The morning sun was slowly rising above her head.
——
Selina stood in the center of the ruins and slowly picked up the dagger on the ground.
The howling wind from high in the sky rolled up her long golden hair.
Distorted murmurs echoed in her ears, where the strong pollution left by the God of Knowledge still remained.
She once thought she would never face this scene again, and she tried hard to prevent it from happening, but now, she was once again standing in the middle of similar ruins.
Last time, the young man with a gentle smile shot himself in front of her, but this time, the strange and familiar man pushed her away.
It was also a divine punishment from the God of Knowledge, but the intensity this time was obviously stronger than Ender's.
Jezola, Ander, Roy.
These names flew through Selena's mind. The three special and amazing people she had come into contact with in the past three months seemed to be related to the God of Knowledge.
Are they rebels against the God of Knowledge in a sense? Or do they all belong to some special organization?
She was stunned, looking at the slowly rising red sun.
Is there really such an organization full of romantic heroes?
They are using their lives to illuminate this dark night.
Buzz——
An unfamiliar communication request came in.
Selena hesitated for a moment and chose to answer the call.
"Hello."
A tall and handsome man appeared in Selena's field of vision.
"Hello, Mr. Christos, what's the matter with?"
Selena nodded slightly.
Christos was slightly injured in the divine punishment and is currently being treated in a private hospital. He is wearing a hospital gown, with the white hospital walls behind him.
Selena doesn't like politicians. In her eyes, politicians are equal to liars. However, last night, Christos's performance in the face of danger was beyond her expectation, which allowed her to briefly remove Christos from the group of liars.
She went out, but she still didn't have a good impression of politicians.
"That's right, Miss Selina, I want to apply for a Dawn Medal for Roy," he looked at Selina and said straight to the point without saying any nonsense, "I may need the help of the FBI."
The Medal of Dawn is the highest medal issued by the Chenxi City Government. It is awarded to all Chenxi citizens or federal citizens who have made great contributions to the defense of Chenxi City. The issuance of this medal requires the proposal of the city government and the review of the city council. The recipients of the medal and their immediate family members can receive tax exemptions.
and many other privileges.
This medal is also recognized by the federal government. After death, recipients of the medal can be buried in the Dumeier National Cemetery with hero treatment. Although most recipients of this medal enter the Dumeier National Cemetery directly, this medal is almost
It's impossible to get it alive.
"Can you convince the city government?"
Selina was a little confused. She just hated politicians, but it wasn't that she didn't understand politicians and politics. At least she knew that Christos and the mayor were mortal enemies.
"I can't," Christos shook his head, and then he paused, "but the thousands of Dawn citizens who survived because of Roy can, but I need the FBI's help."
Selina looked at the dagger in her hand and nodded slightly, "Okay."
If she remembered correctly, this sword belonged to the silver-haired old man.
——
Christos put down his bracelet and looked at the slowly rising sun outside through the panoramic windows in the ward.
Click——
The door was slowly pushed open.
A silver-haired man with a high ponytail and a tall, muscular man with a slicked back hair walked into the ward.
The silver-haired man looked at Christos and smiled, "Have you made the decision to come to us?"
"I will become the mayor of Dawn City," Christos calmly stared at the two people in front of him, "and then change this city."
"A bit crazy, but I like it."
The silver-haired man leaned against the wall with a smile on his face.
“What if it fails?”
The tall man took out a cigar, cut off both ends, held it in his mouth, struck a match and lit it slowly.
"If you fail, you fail, at least," Christos smiled and looked at the rising sun outside the window.
"We've been here."
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"Oh, my dear lady, why are you so melancholy?" Bourne looked at Naomi with a smile at the food delivery port in the kitchen, "Do you need some comfort from a man?"
"roll."
Naomi rolled her eyes and took the plate. For some reason, she always felt a little uneasy.
And just as she was bringing the plates to the guests, a man in a suit and leather shoes slowly walked into the restaurant, "Is Miss Naomi here?"
"She's not here," Naomi straightened up and asked casually without turning her head, "What's the matter?"
"ah?"
The lawyer was stunned.
A little girl with silver hair walked out from behind him, glanced at Naomi's back, and said softly, "She is Naomi, tell her the content."
The man in the suit was stunned for a moment and immediately understood, "Miss Naomi, I am not here to collect debts. I am Mr. Roy's lawyer."
"What's wrong Roy?"
Naomi was stunned and turned around.
"According to Mr. Roy's will," the lawyer took out a document, "all his properties, including this store and the apartment behind the store, as well as all stocks and deposits he holds, will be packaged as initial
Fund to establish a charitable foundation, and all proceeds generated by this foundation will be invested in public welfare and relief undertakings. He entrusted you and Miss Vianna to be the initial managers of this foundation."
Only then did Naomi see the silver-haired girl next to the lawyer.
The girl's body was shrouded in a large windbreaker, and she had uneven short silver hair that seemed to have been cut just now. Her eyes were reddish, with a circle of redness and swelling around them. She looked at Naomi and smiled,
whispered,
"Hello, my name is Vianna."
Naomi was stunned and looked at the two people in front of her blankly, "So, Roy is dead?"
