Chapter 334 Lighthouse under the Flame

"The furnace of souls? Was it made by people from the Red Moon Temple? Which spy? Dora?"

Zhou Bi picked his nostrils and then smeared his boogers on the sofa.

Jin Mingzhu glared at him disgustedly. Zhou Bi had not improved on this skillful technique of the downtown gangsters after so many years.

"You are really disgusting. You are called Dole, not Dora."

"What do I call her? The golden tree has been burned anyway."

"I don't think this matter is that simple. That Duo Lei is obviously here to investigate the golden tree. I'm afraid the reason for this matter is still unclear."

Zhou Bi nodded. At this time, his eyes were no longer as arrogant as before, but instead showed more nostalgia and regret:

"The golden tree is gone, where should we people go?"

Jin Mingzhu took out a lot of information and placed it in front of Zhou Bi.

"The next time is the time when we are really busy, and it is also the time when we truly determine the status of the lighthouse. This is a big gamble. It depends on whether you dare to follow it."

Staring into Jin Mingzhu's eyes, Zhou Bi grinned.

"I think I earn 25 million from 20 yuan in the dark alley every week, just by gambling. There is nothing in this world that I dare not bet on, even my own life.

Tell me, what do you want to do next?"

Jin Mingzhu did not answer Zhou Bi immediately. She just stretched out her arm. The golden light shining before had dimmed a lot now.

Her situation was actually exactly the same as Wang Shu's situation when he was contaminated by the Golden Light Tree.

And her condition is far more serious than Wang Shu's.

"The Golden Tree is indeed dead, at least it lost its original power, so the next time is a reckoning.

The three above are all brats of the Red Moon Temple. They are just toys and puppets, and they are also pure businessmen. When this happens, they will definitely run away."

"Run? You mean to assassinate those three?"

When Zhou Bi said this, he suddenly became excited. The idea of ​​killing the other three Shangcheng District Councilors had been deduced 10,000 times in his mind.

Jin Mingzhu pouted:

"Stop your madness. Aren't you pretty good at pretending on weekdays? What's going on in the past two days?"

"Aren't I excited?" Zhou Bi calmed down again after hearing what Jin Mingzhu said.

"Of course it's not to kill them, but to ensure that they are sent away." Jin Mingzhu said the word "send away" very emphatically.

"What do you mean? Isn't this a good time to take action?"

Zhou Bi was a little confused at this time.

"Do you think the lighthouse will still exist after the golden tree is gone?"

"Uh..." Zhou Bi was speechless for a moment.

"After this incident, those high-level people will be panicked. Not only the three congressmen, but also other wealthy businessmen will definitely be upset.

These people will try their best to escape from the current lighthouse, they will transfer their property as much as possible, even if they give up part of it, they will find a way to leave."

Jin Mingzhu said slowly, she felt that she was in control of the current situation.

"So what do we do next?"

"The next thing to do is to first make a fortune from the airship. With so many people wanting to leave, airship tickets must be very expensive."

When Jin Mingzhu mentioned this, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

But Zhou Bi knew that she was not a money-grubbing person, so she was a little confused:

"Making money at this time?"

"Of course, after these wealthy people, congressmen, and those who have the conditions leave, the original government system will completely fall apart.

A large amount of resources will be taken away, and the original order will collapse.

Those who stay are either in a wait-and-see state, or are unable to leave the lighthouse.

And this money is used to temporarily stabilize the remaining people."

"Will the lighthouse collapse?"

"Of course, the collapse of the lighthouse is inevitable."

"If the order of the lighthouse collapses, the resources and strength will be greatly weakened, and we don't have enough money. When the black tide comes, destruction is almost inevitable."

This round of analysis by Zhou Bi is quite correct. In fact, Jin Mingzhu thinks so too.

"So this is a gamble, a big gamble, and we have no chance of winning."

"Where are the odds?"

"Remember Councilor Xu Le? His original idea was to provide energy for our lighthouse at a very low price. I can probably guess his ambitions and ideas.

It is inevitable that the three old guys rejected him, but after this incident, all three old guys will definitely leave.

The cooperation with Xu Le is our opportunity.

If Senator Hui Le can provide us with energy and weapons assistance, then the lighthouse will have hope of rebirth."

Zhou Bi roughly understood Jin Mingzhu’s thoughts.

“Zion’s energy and technology?

However, Xu Le has been here for some time. Even if they cooperate, it may be too late to return to the lighthouse, transport weapons and equipment, and re-plan the army.

The Kuroshio will not wait for us. The intensity of these Kuroshioes..."

"If nothing else happens, the intensity of the black tide at the lighthouse will be reduced this time."

"Why?"

"Because many people in the upper area have left, their hearts are very strong, and the entire uptown area is a melting pot of desire.

After the golden tree is burned down, the things that gather these desires will dissipate, and their anima will also leave with it.

So what we have to do is give the remaining people the confidence and courage to overcome the next black tide."

"I see. I didn't expect you to see it so clearly. You said I would hide it, but you hid it deeper than me."

Zhou Bi expressed his affirmation of Jin Mingzhu’s analysis.

They are now in the same boat, and they are all gambling heavily.

A lighthouse can survive a big bet, and the lighthouse that survives will be completely changed. The people in the lower city are no longer slaves, and they have a chance to start over.

"For the lighthouse!"

"For the lighthouse!"

After the two toasted, Jin Mingzhu walked to the window and stared at the burning soul torch, lost in thought.

In fact, she was able to make such a certain judgment not only through self-analysis, but also due to some other information that she did not tell Zhou Bi.

She herself is connected to the golden tree, and the burning of the golden tree also brought her pain.

But Jin Mingzhu would never talk about these feelings, and it was impossible to tell Zhou Bi.

It had always felt like this before, but since the blue flame began to burn, Jin Mingzhu actually felt a sense of relief.

It is a kind of sublimation of the soul.

Moreover, the connection between her and the golden tree has not been broken, and has become even closer because of the burning of the blue flame.

If the golden tree will not be destroyed, it will exist in another way.

So what will its final form of existence be like?

Will this blue flame keep burning?

Jin Mingzhu didn't know that all they could do now was maintain stability, and then find Xu Le to negotiate a new twin-city cooperation agreement.

"Cheap energy... I don't know if it can be negotiated."

Zhou Bi and Xu Le have been playing together for a few days, and they still have a certain understanding of Xu Le's situation.

"Don't worry, that Xu Le is very ambitious and he won't let go of such an opportunity.

He is a careerist disguised as a researcher. I feel that his purpose is not as simple as selling energy, he wants to win people's hearts."

"Buying people's hearts? What's the point?"

"Who can know this..."

Over the next two days, the burning golden tree began to grow brighter and brighter.

The original golden light now turned into a dark blue.

The name of the Golden Tree was changed to Soul Torch by Xu Le, but ordinary people didn't know that, and they were also confused about the current situation of the Golden Tree.

But just as Jin Mingzhu deduced, the lighthouse airship pad had already exploded at this time.

The price of third-class seats has ranged from a few dollars to hundreds of dollars per ticket.
To be continued...