Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

It's not just the upper echelons that are rotten, but grassroots officials can be said to be rotten to the root.

Even if An Yi's government orders are clean, how the officials below implement them and whether they are corrupt is another matter.

No matter how great he is, he can't even control the lower officials, right?

Leonai was quite confident in her analysis, so she raised her head and looked at the people around her.

Then...

"Hey?"

She blinked in astonishment.

The poor people around, including the imperial soldiers around her, did not show the expression of approval in her appearance, but looked at her with strange eyes.

After a while, someone asked in a low voice: "This lady must have just come to the imperial capital, right?"

"Uh..." Leonai opened his mouth in astonishment.

She is called Leonai of the slums in the Dongcheng District, a native of the imperial capital.

"Since you're a foreigner, it's okay to not know Mrs. An Yi."

Someone nodded in understanding, and kindly explained for her: "Master An Yi only took one night to destroy the families of several big bureaucrats in the imperial capital, and his power is like the city that never sleeps in the imperial capital...Now the high-level officials are all in danger, and the low-level ones are in danger." Officials dare not treat his decrees carelessly."

Yes.

Even the upper-level officials were directly killed when An Yi raised his hand.

If low-level officials like them are targeted by An Yi...

Wouldn't that die faster?

Of course, there are also those who are more courageous, who really dare to play tricks on the money allocated by An Yi.

As a result, the next day, he was shown to the public by the owl and his property was confiscated.

No matter how concealed it is.

But as long as the payment is wrong, the person in charge doesn't even know how he died.

An Yi's quick and decisive iron-blooded skills won the admiration of the common people in the imperial capital.

"In this turbulent imperial capital, Mr. An Yi is the beacon for us to persevere."

Someone cheered.

Unlike the upper-level officials, the civilians have given An Yi a lot of nicknames, such as Minister of Iron and Blood, Minister of Innovation, and Internal Affairs Officer worth following, etc.

"What if An Yi becomes the second minister?" Ma Yin, who is a member of the revolutionary army, questioned.

"So what? As long as Mr. An Yi did it, it must be right!"

People in the ghetto don't care.

"Cheers to Lord An Yi!"

Having mentioned such an exciting place, the poor people raised their porridge bowls and replaced wine with rice porridge, creating a warm atmosphere of having fun while suffering.

Feeling the surrounding atmosphere, even if Ma Yin was a little unhappy, she could only follow Leonai, raise the porridge bowl brought by the soldiers in her hand, and collide with the poor.

In the cold imperial capital, there is a sense of vitality in the air.

This gave both Leonai and Ma Yin an inexplicable illusion.

imperial capital...

This city that has tended to decay...

Seems to be changing gradually...

......

"What do you mean by 'Cheers to Mr. An Yi'?"

After walking through the slums and coming to the rich, Ma Yin grumbled dissatisfiedly.

Although seeing that the poor may be able to get through this winter easily, their attitude towards An Yi, an official of the imperial capital, made her very complicated as a member of the Revolutionary Army.

"Does Leone think this is okay?" Ma Yin couldn't help but look at the blonde woman beside her.

"Me? Um...I think it's pretty good." Leonai smiled grinningly.

As a native of the slums, she was naturally in a good mood to see such a vibrant slum dweller.

As for An Yi being so popular...

"That's what people deserve."

Leonai shrugged her shoulders, she didn't think as much as Ma Yin because of her carefree nature: "Given many good policies and punished corrupt officials, isn't that doing good deeds? Ma Yin, what is there to care about? "

"But...but..."

Ma Yin's delicate face was a little tangled, and finally she was a little unconvinced: "Our revolutionary army has done a lot too... I feel like I'm being compared to that guy."

Rationally speaking, Ma Yin would certainly like to see excellent and capable officials appear in the Imperial City.

But from an emotional point of view...the attitude of the common people just now really made her feel complicated.

As night killers, they have been dealing with shady jobs.

They also paid a lot.

But why do the common people talk about ease...as if the revolutionary army is insignificant?

Moreover, the relationship between An Yi and the current night raid hostility seems to have not improved...

This made it even more difficult for her who was not frank to express her current mood intuitively.

"Well... Let's put it this way... I'm also in a bit of a complicated mood."

Leonai touched his smooth chin and couldn't help but say.

An Yi has indeed done a lot of things.

But they also do a lot.

Everyone remembers An Yi, but not the Revolutionary Army...

This makes them more or less psychologically unbalanced.

It was as if I was working so hard, but in the end my boss didn't even look at them, and instead went to praise another employee who just came to the company and made a little performance.

It feels subtle.

"But I have to admit that that guy's ability is indeed very strong."

Recalling the various Anyi policies that the poor people just said, even if they are as arrogant as Ma Yin, they can't help but praise them now.

Kill corrupt officials.

Manage water transportation.

Alleviate the cold disaster in the north.

Indigenous transformation of foreign nations in the West...

It sounds easy to implement one by one, but there will be a lot of financial, material, and even mental effort behind it.

Coupled with An Yi's top-notch skills and not weak combat effectiveness...

Even Ma Yin and Leonai couldn't help swallowing, and muttered to themselves: "Isn't that guy a Superman...?"

No, no, no, no!

Why was he brainwashed by An Yi?

The two of them shook their heads repeatedly to get rid of the strange feeling in their hearts, and then looked at each other.

In the end, it was Leonai who took the initiative to speak: "Anyway, coming to the imperial capital this time can be regarded as an unexpected gain. We can confirm one thing. An Yi is still very good to the common people, and should not be a villain."

Then she changed her angle and muttered to herself: "That is to say, An Yi may have the same idea as us in changing the country and benefiting the people...Based on this consideration, I think we may be able to convince him Join our revolutionary army..."

Yes.

Judging from An Yi's current performance.

The opponent's behavior style is almost the same as the revolutionary army they want to reform.

So does the night raid have a chance to pull An Yi into the big carriage of the revolutionary army?

A carriage with wheels.

An Yi's ability is placed in the revolutionary army, and it is bound to be perfectly displayed.

"Maybe there's a real drama."

Ma Yin thought about it along this line, and her expression also changed.

She couldn't help but imagine—

If An Yi joined their revolutionary army.

Then that huge Mecha Teigu can also become their power.

This will play an incomparable role in combating imperial forces.

"Let's go shopping first, and then go to inquire about various situations about An Yi..."

The two of them looked at each other, already having this idea.

Maybe they can really pull An Yi, a great help, into the revolutionary army!

Chapter 65. Mission objective!comfortable!

night.

"I'm really—" Chelsea lay down in front of the desk limply, and at the same time looked with fear at An Yi who was handling all kinds of government affairs at an inhuman speed.

Is this guy really a human species?

Why does she feel that the other party's evolution method is completely different from her own?

An Yi sat at the desk for a whole day, and the speed of reviewing various documents did not slow down at all.

And she just sat there for an hour, and she was already dizzy by all kinds of complicated grant applications and embezzlement.