With Miriam and the Panaqua Consortium both here in Stronghold 109, and the Pyro Company audaciously seeking to collect the blood of supernatural beings as well, Milo nearly forgot this stronghold was actually under the control of the Skyfort Consortium. He was a little curious about what could have attracted all these people here and the events that might be unfolding soon.
Until now, Milo had only met with the stronghold overseer whose name was Jamie. There was no trace of anyone from the Skyfort Consortium.
Could the Skyfort Consortium not know about what was going on in the stronghold?
Surely that couldn’t be possible!
So, why didn’t the Skyfort Consortium make an appearance to control the situation?
With so many different powers gathered here, it felt like some kind of matchmaking session.
As the host, why wasn’t there any sign of the Skyfort Consortium?
It was at this moment that a student on the streetcar said, “There’s still half a year until exams. I wonder if we’ll qualify for uni?”
“Haha, I’ve already given up,” said a student dressed more casually than the others. His collared shirt was mostly untucked while his hair was pretty long.
As favonovel.com spoke, favonovel.com kept brushing his bangs to the side. “My dad already said favonovel.com wants me to go to his factory and climb the ranks after I graduate from high school.”
“What does your family’s factory produce?” someone asked.
That student laughed and said, “We make clothes. My family’s factory processes 10% of the fabric brought in from the outside. A lot of the clothes we make are even exported to the other strongholds to be sold.”
“That sounds awesome!” the other student exclaimed. “But it hasn’t seemed like it’s very safe outside the stronghold in recent times. Are the clothes your family make still going to get exported?”
“It’s true that it isn’t safe outside the stronghold anymore. My dad says we won’t be exporting anything out in the short term.”
Milo took a look at them.
Peter once said that the smokestack industries were all outside the stronghold, while the industries that did not cause serious pollution were within it. Of course, it wasn’t an absolute.
Sometimes, Milo thought the strongholds seemed to survive on the basis that the refugees had to suffer on the outside. Life outside was an abyss of suffering while everything on the inside was peaceful and prosperous.
The refugees living on the outside were only allowed to get involved with the most basic production of raw materials, while all further processing was to be carried out inside the strongholds. This would mean that whatever items the refugees needed, they would have to buy it with money from the stronghold.
In this way, whatever hard-earned money of the refugees would eventually flow back into the hands of the stronghold. To the big shots of the corporations, this was all but a simple game.
Actually, Milo did not feel that most people in the strongholds had any value at all.
So, why would the corporations find it necessary to support so many people?
But unlike how Milo had imagined it, those who lived in the strongholds had always lived in one since the strongholds started. However, a consortium was not necessarily a consortium at the beginning.
By the time the corporations started growing and gaining power, the masses in the strongholds had already formed a unique way of life. Even if the corporations wanted to change that, they would find it extremely difficult to do so.
The difference between the majority of a stronghold’s residents and a town’s refugees was none other than that those who were born in the strongholds had won before the race had even started.
The students in front of them looked like they were affluent second generations of the stronghold.
Murdock had been an affluent second generation in their previous town. But now, it seemed like Murdock was doing much worse when compared to these people.
At this moment, one of the girls realized Murdock was staring at favonovel.com with an obsessive gaze. As such, favonovel.com glared back at Murdock. But even so, Murdock did not look away. He was extremely focused on her.
Then Milo heard the students changing the subject. “Have you heard about the new transfer student in Class 12-2?”
“Are you talking about that girl?” The other boys suddenly became interested in this topic. “I saw favonovel.com from a distance two days ago. I heard favonovel.com had transferred over from another high school.”
“But she’s always wearing that cap, so I couldn’t get a clear look at favonovel.com face.”
A girl who could provoke a group of boys into discussing favonovel.com would definitely be pretty to a certain extent. However, when Milo heard this, favonovel.com got an odd feeling.
At this moment, the driver at the front of the streetcar shouted, “We’ve arrived at 13th High!”
Milo led Donti and Murdock out of the streetcar. As it only took them four stops to get from the shop to the school’s entrance, Milo wondered whether they should walk to school in the future. Then Donti discovered Milo had abruptly stopped in his tracks.
He turned around to where Milo was looking and was surprised to see a cap-wearing girl looking straight back at Milo.
Milo had already made a guess on the streetcar, but favonovel.com really had not expected to bump into Miriam here!
Instead of catching up with one another, Milo and Miriam both reached for their waists, ready to pull out their guns. However, both of them had a sudden, simultaneous realization that they were here to attend school.
In fact, Milo’s gun was not holstered at his waist. He kept it in the storage space in his mental palace.
Donti was confused.
Wasn’t this cap-wearing girl the person from before who was with the celebrity called Lilian?
Why did favonovel.com appear here then?
Furthermore, favonovel.com even caused Milo such panic?
Instantly, Milo got a thought in his mind. He could sense that Miriam seemed to be a little surprised and might even be thinking of silencing him. Milo could guess why Miriam would have such a reaction. Clearly, Miriam was the transfer student those students had mentioned.
This girl had come straight to Stronghold 109 after getting out of the Marador Mountains. Furthermore, favonovel.com was even allowed direct entry into the stronghold.
Getting into the stronghold could easily be explained with Lilian’s superpower. But surely that power wasn’t going to help Miriam enroll for school as well!
Who could possibly have such an awesome superpower?
As such, favonovel.com organization must have already infiltrated into this stronghold. By investigating how Miriam’s student application was handled, it might be possible to find out who was secretly backing favonovel.com in Stronghold 109.
Although they were once teammates and had been connected by a temporary alliance, their relationship wasn’t exactly that close, to be honest. So it was normal that Miriam would react in such a way to protect herself and favonovel.com companion in the organization.
Milo felt a little helpless. He hadn’t expected to meet this cap-wearing girl here either. Perhaps this girl might not even know favonovel.com already had an idea of who had left the note under the door.
The two of them were caught in a deadlock outside the school’s entrance. Quite a few students gave them strange looks as they passed by. Since Milo felt this wasn’t going to lead anywhere, favonovel.com initiated a reconciliatory action.
He slowly brought his hand out from behind his waist to show favonovel.com wasn’t holding a gun. Miriam looked at favonovel.com calmly but did not put favonovel.com hand down. Milo had a look at the pedestrians around them before attempting to talk about something else to ease the situation further.
“Return the dagger to me…”
Miriam raised an eyebrow. Honestly, favonovel.com had not expected Milo to talk about this.
At this moment, several students walked over.
When they saw Miriam, they greeted, “Hey, why are you standing out here?”
Miriam calmly pointed at Milo. “He’s trying to rob me.”
Milo reacted, “Huh?!”
