I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

He was able to rise from humble beginnings, so naturally he has his own set of codes of conduct.

He collected rent from residents as usual and showed new tenants the house.

The family of three who were preparing to move in were not satisfied with any of the rooms they looked at. Sadat could tell from their behavior that they were financially tight, but it was none of his business, so he would just rent the room if he could.

He actually had some favorable impression of the chubby boy among the family of three. If he remembered correctly, he was born in the hospital here. He even glanced at the boy in the elevator.

Little Roland was very satisfied with his new home because he finally had a little room of his own. It was easy for the child to get along with his peers, and within a few days he became familiar with the children from the surrounding neighborhoods.

Every time Sadat came by car to collect rent, someone would secretly call him an old fox, and after a while he started to remember it.

It suddenly rained heavily outside today. Little Roland stood at the school gate and waved desperately to stop a taxi, but no one was prepared for the sudden rainstorm. Taxis were in short supply for a while, so it was naturally not his turn.

At this moment, a black Beetle stopped in front of him. Sadat rolled down the window and motioned for him to get in. Little Roland got in.

Sadat looked at him and said, "You know me, but you dare to get on my car? Aren't you afraid?"

He looked at Sadat with his eyes wide open and suddenly said in a baby voice: "I am not afraid of you. I know you are an old fox. I will definitely be more powerful than you in the future!"

"My name is Old Fox? Hehe."

Sadat laughed a few times and looked at the chubby boy in front of him with interest: "If you are the only one who knows my name and I don't know yours, then we are not equal. It doesn't count if we decide the winner before the game starts and the one who doesn't know loses to the one who knows."

"My name is Roland. I know you call me Old Fox because I am awesome. Why doesn't it count?"

"Okay, okay, you're awesome. You've got the trick. We want to use inequality to create inequality. Some people say inequality is bad, but they're crazy!"

“Inequality is a map that clearly points you in the direction of winning. If you hang out with strong people, you will climb up; if you hang out with weak people, you will fall down.”

Little Roland's eyes were filled with confusion. He was only six years old and didn't quite understand.

Sadat didn't care. He said casually while driving, "I was in the hospital on the day you were born. I received a call saying my mother passed away on the same day as you. My mother was a garbage collector. She died because she cut her hand while collecting garbage."

'How pitiful.'

"Don't be pitiful. This is how the world is. Postmen delivering letters, thieves stealing things, and garbage collectors will get their hands scratched. This is natural."

Little Roland pouted, his chubby cheeks were very cute. "No way."

"The day you were discharged from the hospital, there were a lot of people in the elevator, and I stood at the very back. After a few floors, your parents came in happily carrying you in their arms, carrying a lot of bags."

【Sorry, sorry...】

The man stopped the elevator and apologized to the passers-by in the elevator. Everyone smiled and said that there was no need to be so polite.

[Hey, hey, little darling... Hey, look, he's smiling! Look! Your son is smiling at me again. 】

The man turned his head and looked at his wife and whispered: [Don't laugh.]

[Ah? Why can't I laugh? ]

"Your father didn't explain, but I know that he felt that there was a sad person in the elevator, and he didn't want his happiness to hurt others."

"I knew from looking at his back that he and my mother were the same kind of people."

'What kind of people?'

"Anyone who fails and cares about other people's feelings is a loser. The world won't change, all we can do is change our position."

"I can now teach you a way to stop sympathizing. First, drink a glass of ice water. Second, close your eyes. Third, tell yourself, it's none of my business."

Although he didn't quite understand what he said, he felt it made sense. From that day on, little Roland had more and more contact with the old fox. Under Sadat's words and deeds, little Roland gradually began to have his shadow.

Seeing the scoundrel who was collecting protection fees in the school, Roland looked him in the eyes and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you? Believe it or not, I will beat you up right now!"

"I don't know who you are, where you live, or where your mother works. But if I wanted to know, I could know it all."

"Because my friend happens to be the person your mother fears the most. When I told your mother that there were cameras in the warehouse, she understood what I meant."

Chapter 437 Born in Rome

"You're not afraid of me, so why are you afraid of that little bad guy?"

'I'm not afraid of him!'

Little Roland refused to admit it, but Sadat pointed out: "You are afraid because he is taller and more powerful than you."

"To defeat him, you don't just rely on strength, there's something else you need to think about."

Little Roland remained silent, and Sadat smiled and said, "You forgot that not knowing is better than knowing."

"Let me tell you a story. I have a female worker who earns extra money to support her children in the warehouse. You can have sex with her for 30 yuan."

"You know what it means to fuck her? She thought others didn't know, but she didn't know there were cameras in the warehouse."

"I don't care, at least not now. But I think you might care, because this female worker is the mother of the little bad boy who bullied you."

"What is this called? This is a map. It is about using inequality to create inequality. Anyone who says it is not good has a broken brain. Do you understand?"

Although he didn't know what Roland meant, the gangster still felt a sense of panic. He moved his lips a few times before saying, "It's inexplicable. Let's go."

Looking at the figure leaving in a somewhat embarrassed manner, little Roland suddenly felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. The unknown was defeated by the known, and what the old fox gave him was really useful.

Sadat, who was in a car in the distance, watched the scene with satisfaction and asked the driver to start the car and leave.

His idea is actually very simple. He is old and he wants to pass on his things to prove that he is right.

He did nothing wrong, his ideas are the essence of how society works.

In the Astar Manor, the little girl named Frigga by her grandmother Elisa was exploring the manor with her short legs. Elisa behind her was screaming all the time for fear that she would fall.

Perhaps because of her extraordinary talent, Frigga's physical fitness is much stronger than Elisa's. In addition, the cub's vigorous energy really gives Elisa, who has been pampered for many years, a lot of trouble.

Of course, this is just a sweet burden. Although the animals in the manor looked lively before, they always lacked some cheerful popularity. After all, the mama's boy and silly roe deer has grown into a big girl.

'Hey hey hey...'

Frigga stretched out her chubby little hands to push aside the vegetation that seemed a bit too tall in her eyes, and poked her head in: "Meow. Meow meow..."

"Meow!"

She responded with the tender meow of a kitten, and Frigga continued to stretch out her hand and pull forward.

In her early years, Alyssa raised many cats and dogs because she was bored. Over the years, she has raised countless small animals. Even now, Astar Manor is a strategic partner of the Alliance Prison.

I don't know who came up with the idea of ​​providing every ordinary prisoner who disobeys discipline with a kitten or a puppy. As long as they are well taken care of, they can be given a certain degree of sentence reduction. If they are disabled, they will not be allowed to apply for any form of sentence reduction during their sentence.

At first glance, sending small animals to prisoners is basically like sending sheep into the mouth of a tiger, but what is surprising is that about 80% of prisoners do not do the cruel things they imagine, but instead take very good care of the kittens and puppies.

Some even eat and sleep with the cats and dogs assigned to them, and become as close as family members. The frequency of their trouble-making and fighting has dropped significantly, and they even apply to continue adopting companion animals after being released from prison.

According to research by some psychology experts, kittens and puppies have very similar characteristics to human cubs to some extent. No matter what crimes criminals have committed, they generally do not trust ordinary people. However, these partners who will not betray or sell out will instead stimulate the softness hidden in their hearts.

There happened to be too many small animals at Astar Manor, so it would be a good idea to send them away and find adopters.

However, the large number of small animals also greatly satisfied a child with a strong curiosity like Frigga, because no one knows what cute things are hidden in the moving grass...

Then, with a happy smile, Frigga pulled aside the branches and leaves and saw a... well, a big rooster with puffed neck feathers.

Frigga stared at it with her big round eyes in confusion. Before Elisa and others in the back could react, the big rooster flapped its wings and flew up and kicked Frigga, and its beak nagged at her white and tender arms like lotus roots twice.

'Wow...'

'Oh, grandma! ! ! !'

Frigga, who was thrown to the ground, opened her mouth and burst into tears, then turned around and crawled towards Elisa. The big cock behind her pecked her crotchless little ass twice.

"I'm so noisy!!!"

There was a loud bang and there was a commotion in the bushes. All kinds of small animals crawled out of the bushes and fled in all directions, wishing they had two more legs.

With bloodshot eyes, Alyssa raised the parasol snatched from the maid and hit the rooster's head twice with "Pa Pa". The rooster's head was almost knocked off and it lay on the ground flapping its wings.

He smashed the chicken's head several times, and even though it was no longer moving, he was still not satisfied and continued to hit and scold: "What a miserable thing! I've been raising it for so long, but you still can't tell the difference between a big king and a small king! Don't cry, dear boy, I'll have its big chicken leg to eat tonight!"

The old dog who had been following Alyssa also stepped back and tilted his head, looking at the long-dead chicken lying on the ground with his eyes in disbelief.

Oh no, you are so arrogant for eating some feed, and you are so arrogant that you dare to touch the young master.

To touch this person who points to someone and stews him is like a kick to the stomach.

Be careful in your next life.

He made a big circle and ran to the crying Frigga, rubbing against her to comfort her little master, his tail wagging high.

I have bones to eat at night.

The new heir of the Astal family was loved by everyone, not only by relatives like Elisa, but also by the outside world, who showed great enthusiasm after Frigga's information was made public.

Because of love for her, everyone has a very good impression of Frigga even though she hasn't appeared in public yet.

On Frigga's birthday, children's products are sold at a 8% discount throughout the territory, forming a fixed carnival.

The Union Central Bank also specially designed and minted a set of commemorative coins in her image for issuance and sale. All the proceeds will be given to various children's charity organizations under Medea, which have also changed their image to Frigga, to help children around the world.

At the same time, a large number of school and library combinations named after her have sprung up all over the world.

Some children were born in Rome.

She is favored for sure, but Medea will not give her the chance to fall. Instead, she will be used as an external medium. In the future, she will travel around the world as the spokesperson of the alliance and pay attention to vulnerable groups.

Her identity is absolutely qualified, the only thing she lacks is influence, which is very easy to solve. What she is doing now is paving the way for her bit by bit.

Chapter 438 Trigger

While exploring other worlds, he did not neglect his own main world, Medea.

Although war can no longer be the main means, it is still okay to supplement it with other aspects.

The first thing is to help countries maintain the stability of their regimes. After the restoration of production and construction reaches a certain stage, the second card is naturally played.

The alliance announced in succession that it would host several world-class sporting events, which were the Olympic Games in the previous life.

Although this world cannot achieve fairness and consistency in physical functions due to racial differences and the existence of magic, this problem is not very difficult to solve.

In terms of magic, a large magic shielding position can be formed when the stadium is built. At the same time, based on sample sampling, the physical qualities of each race can be uniformly sampled.

A standard universal indicator is calculated by using the biological computer AI, and the performance of each race is dynamically increased or decreased based on the indicator.

The alliance itself is a super union formed by the integration of multiple ethnic groups. The various races within it are enough to complete the initial sample collection, which is the maximum fair competition.

Of course, not all sports can eliminate ethnic advantages, such as football and basketball, but there is no way. These things could not be solved in the previous life, let alone the more complicated situation on her side.