At 9:30 in the morning, in front of the main entrance of the First People's Court of Breton, South Africa, a ragged, crazy-looking old man was running back and forth, trying to intercept the passing judges, parliamentarians, nobles, and dignitaries.
He was holding a piece of official paper in his hand, which was used to appeal the court's lawsuit. The target of the lawsuit was not a specific person, but the entire country, every citizen of the entire South African Republic.
This man lingered at the door of the court for twenty-five years, seeking lawsuits day after day, year after year, claiming that people in this country had robbed him of all his property, and he wanted justice. He asked the court endlessly
Compensate him with 100 billion South African dollars - that is exactly the total fiscal revenue of this country for a year.
Those gangsters, bad guys, and lawyers who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to become famous encouraged him and asked this man to keep visiting lawyers, congressmen, and politicians everywhere.
Because, if this man wins the lawsuit, these people can make profits from it; even if this man's lawsuit does not result in any results, people can still treat him as a laughing stock after dinner and make fun of him.
With the "help" of those good guys, this man visited court after court and official residence after official residence, trying to beg to meet one politician after another. But what he received was always cold ridicule.
It is extremely stupid for one person to sue the entire country.
Those with vested interests can never simply give up their vested interests, even if the process of making profits is unfair.
The man's name is Suval, and his family name is no longer known.
According to Suval's own testimony, he was the lord of this land sixty years ago, and with the permission of the Republic of South Africa, he carried out large-scale development of this fertile wilderness.
According to the law, Suval, who paid one billion gold coins, owns 60,000 square kilometers of land in the north of South Africa. From the south of the Limpopo River to the north of Bratulia, from the south of Maputo to the east of Gaborone
, the entire land belongs to his territory.
This ambitious industrialist has invested his entire life and family fortune into this piece of real estate. He hopes to develop this land and make himself one of the richest men in the world.
Roads were built, railways were built, fertile fields were reclaimed, and city walls were built. The originally barren mountains and ridges gradually became prosperous under the development of especially industrialists and lords. Suval even began planting vineyards, hoping to brew wine from the vineyards.
Red wine brings greater profits to this territory.
He devoted a lot of effort to his territory, just to make himself happy.
However, one day, the workers discovered something in the vineyard that completely changed his fate.
--gold.
Under those seven feet, there is gold buried.
There is so much gold that you can dig out gold sand just by digging with a hoe. More gold is found in the river. There is glittering gravel under the river bottom. Just use a gauze to filter it.
You can find some gold dust.
The land that Suval devoted his entire life's wealth to purchase was not only a fertile and fertile land, but also a huge gold mine containing gold.
After knowing this fact, every worker, farmer, technician, craftsman, and even scientific worker in the entire territory went crazy.
People were madly hungry for gold, trying to get a share of the huge wealth that was at their fingertips - even if they knew that this land belonged to the lord Suval. Every ounce of gold found here actually belonged to Suval
private property.
People completely abandoned their work, ignored the lord's dissuasion, dug in the fields, and sifted the rivers. In order to satisfy their greed, they frantically plundered everything they could from the land.
For a time, the kingdom of Suvar was ruined. The farmland was abandoned, the city was in disrepair, and half of the roads and railways were built without anyone taking care of them, leaving them to be eroded by the sun and rain.
The lord tried to form a private mercenary team to stop these mobs from digging for gold, but everything was in vain - even the mercenaries saw the money and joined the ranks of the gold diggers.
People throughout the territory have fallen into madness, acting only to satisfy their own greed. Here, morality and legal principles have disappeared. Gold prospectors from African countries and even from all over the world have joined the ranks of gold diggers, and
These outsiders are more lawless than the local residents. In this crazy era, they do not believe in law or reason, but only believe in the weapons in their hands.
They looted, burned, killed, and destroyed. There were endless disputes between gold diggers and fights between outsiders and locals. Fights and vendettas were staged every day. People had no intention of working and plundered the fields when they were hungry.
They grew crops to satisfy their hunger, killed the livestock raised by the lords to eat their meat, and in the end even the grapes in the vineyards were not spared. They ruined everything.
The kingdom that the lord had built was destroyed by the greed of the mob.
There is actually only as much gold in the ground as it seems. After several years of gold rush, the gold output is unsustainable. Greedy people left this place, leaving only a half-exploited area, ruined, and then completely abandoned.
The dead city.
The lord's home was destroyed, the property stored in his home was plundered by the mob, his wife was torn to pieces, and his two sons were shot. Only the younger son survived by hiding in a red wine barrel in the basement of the winery.
The mob also claimed that it was because the lord had secretly hidden gold that should belong to everyone, and they were angry with the lord for cutting off the gold veins, clamoring to send the lord to the stake.
Suval had to flee his home with his only son, hiding his name and wandering like a beggar. But he could not give up the land deed he carried with him no matter what, and he also dreamed of taking back his own land one day.
Decades passed, and the man's son grew up. He couldn't stand his father's stubbornness, so he left.
Decades have passed, and the land that once belonged to Suvar has been built with high-rise buildings, once again showing a scene of prosperity. This prosperity is naturally dripping with blood. The latecomers to this land
They had robbed that man, and they had also robbed another rich country, and used the wealth to build their new world.
And this man, the former lord of this place, no longer cares about taking back the property he originally owned. He just stubbornly continues to seek legal assistance, hoping that through litigation, the world will give him justice.
However, there is no justice in the world, never has been, at least not in this twisted country. No one will accept his lawsuit, and people just laugh at him when he fails and falls again and again.
Decades of years have passed like this. Today, this man is still running meaninglessly in front of the courthouse, but cannot get in. He also did not notice that somewhere on this street, a man and a woman were walking in the distance.
Watch him.
"Is that him?" Bedivere looked at the information in his hand, then looked at the old beggar in the distance, and asked in a low voice: "Is this information true?"
"Whether it is true or not, you have a way to verify it." Sherrichard replied in a low voice: "If you touch him with the rainbow light of Yingqi Orb, you can observe the life of that man to a certain extent. The information can be forged, but the Yingqi Orb reflects
The truth cannot be faked."
"So... you want me to verify it?" the werewolf young man asked, "Is this one of the reasons why you brought me here?"
"Probably." The Snow Lion girl sighed: "Please let me see if that man is really worth saving. Also let me see if this city is really hopeless."
"I understand." Bedivere replied and began to approach the old man.
Bediwell, who disguised himself as a human with a holographic image, appeared to be just an ordinary young man. But when he approached the crazy old man, the old man thought Bediwell was a congressman or politician who was here to help him, so
Suval screamed: "You are finally here, you are finally here!"
"Yes, I'm here." Bedivere replied calmly, took out some money from his arms and gave it to the old man: "Old man, you must be hungry. I'll give you this little money to buy something to eat first. I'm here
I’ll wait for you at the corner of the alley over there. Can we talk in detail in a place with fewer people?”
"Of course, of course!" The old man did not accept the money handed over by Bediwell: "Let's talk in detail! Over there, at the corner of the alley! I have a lot to say to you, Congressman! I want to accuse this despicable person
The country of thieves!"
This old man has gone crazy, and he is quite crazy. With no other choice, Bediwell could only follow the old man to the corner of the court. In short, he must first find a way to use the Yingqi Orb to see the old man's past.
, determine the authenticity of the information. If everything is true, then consider how to help the old man.
The deserted alleys and corners have a desolate atmosphere. The entire city has been highly automated, with various golems performing environmental maintenance. Cleaning workers have long since disappeared from the streets and alleys. There are spotless streets in the city.
The inconspicuous alley is also tidy. Behind this cleanliness, it is covered with blood.
"Congressman! Congressman! Sit over here! Let's talk -" The old man had already sat down on a closed trash can in the corner of the alley, as if the "Congressman" in front of him would really accept his lawsuit request.
"Before that -" Bediwell had already walked in, took out the [Sun God's Sun Disk], and reflected the rainbow light from it on the old man.
A hellish scene unfolded before his eyes.
A few minutes later, Bediwell walked out of the alley silently and came to Sherrich.
"How is it?" asked the snow lion girl.
"Most of the information is true. The old man is indeed the lord of this land, and his life was indeed ruined because of the gold rush." Bedivere replied with a complicated mood: "The people of this country owe
There are too many of him. In other words, most of the people in this country are robbers who have robbed their wealth from him. What a shameless country."
"However?" Sherrichard felt that Bedivere had not finished speaking, so he asked.
"However, he is not exactly a good person. In order to develop and transform this wilderness, he used a large number of slaves. He made the slaves work 24 hours a day, working until they vomited blood and died. Suval's
The prosperity of the [Kingdom] is also built on the blood and tears of slaves, and many innocent lives have died as a result. And most of those who died were orcs - they endured hardships and lived tenaciously, but in the end they died in despair.
The orcs who died tragically."
Sherrichard's brows raised.
"So, his kingdom is facing collapse, but not a single person stands up to help him defend the kingdom. The mercenaries hired with money are not reliable at all. Like a businessman, he only pursues profits all his life, but never shows kindness to others.
The result will naturally be betrayal and separation," Bedivere concluded.
"So, is this man worth saving?" the Snow Lion girl asked again.
"I can't decide. He is a ruthless ruler and a profit-seeking businessman. He lost everything, partly because of his original cruelty and greed. But the people of this country took everything from him,
It is indeed unfair and an act of banditry. This is his crime and punishment, but after so many years, the punishment should be enough. So... from a rational perspective, he may not be worth saving;
From a perceptual perspective, I think that at least he should have a good death."
"Understood. Just do as you say." Sherrichard nodded and said a few words into the communicator.
A black vehicle drove by, and several black men in crisp suits got out of the car and walked towards the alley.
"Give the old man some money, cure his illness, and take him out of the country." Sherichard ordered her men: "If possible, erase his unpleasant memories and let him live in the old man's home."
Enjoy your old age in peace in the hospital."
"Yes, Sister." The people in black walked into the alley quickly and orderly, like a marching army.
"One more thing," Bedivere said again: "The old man just said that he wanted to apologize to his long-lost son. Your consortium's intelligence network is so powerful, you must have found his son's whereabouts, right?"
"Of course." Sherrichard chuckled and said, "The next stop is to find his son. Let's go."