After venting, Chris hypocritically pretended to check on Dr. Abraham's injuries, knowing that there was no hope of saving him.
Dr. Abraham's death led to the downfall of the Super Soldier program. The plan to create a large number of super soldiers was now hopeless, as relying solely on Steve wouldn't be enough to achieve great things.
The politicians, being indifferent, abandoned the plan, and people dispersed. Howard, being more compassionate, arranged for soone to collect Dr. Abraham's body, as ignoring him just because he was German wouldn't be right and would have a negative impact.
It took a while for Carter to clean up and co out. She still had a significant amount of Chris' sen inside her, and it could potentially trickle down her thigh as she walked. Carter used a towel as cushion to prevent that, though it made her uncomfortable. She didn't have to worry about the sen leaking and affecting her image.
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Two days later, Chris' Conqueror Gang had already taken control of half of Brooklyn under Sinthia's managent. Bars and dance halls belonged to them. Dottie and Elisabeth were secretly engaged in trading prohibited items to earn money.
The Conqueror Gang was growing bigger, and with a larger territory, they had more underlings. It was ti to establish a logistics company and start cultivation on acquired farms, including beef distribution and such.
In these past few days, Chris hadn't bothered Carter. He was busy with his own career, considering won as lubricants and stress relievers, rather than the focus of his attention. Having money attracts won, and having won makes one appear wealthy—complentary to each other. Why don't the poor have this worry? Simply because they lack money, and beautiful won wouldn't bother giving them a second glance.
Chris spent 50.000 CP to exchange for a lathe machine and began manufacturing trucks - solid, durable, and easy to maintain.
This lathe was an automatic type that produced the parts out and assembled itself, and with a little bit of simple cargo accessorizing in the back, a big truck appeared.
No air conditioning, no complex control, was very simple and primitive big truck, simple and rough, the technical content was almost none.
Cost 50.000 CP was because of the lathe, to exchange the whole truck out would be more expensive.
Knowledge exchange, on the other hand, was cheap, and Chris couldn't be bothered to waste CP and play with those things if it weren't for the urgent tifra.
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Outside a newly constructed warehouse, the short Penguin stood with Chris, smoking a cigar.
"What do you get out of this thing? Can you really make a lot of money?" Penguin expressed so doubts.
Chris cheerfully replied, "Of course! Would I deceive you? The future belongs to logistics. Let tell you, now is the best ti. During warti, resource allocation is very challenging. In tis of peace, people are lazy to go out. If things can be delivered to their doorstep, why would they bother going out?"
Penguin didn't fully trust Chris, at least in doing business together. "Are you suggesting a partnership?"
"No, my good friend, never mix business with friendship. Money damages relationships. I can help you return to Gotham City; I have the entire logistics industry there under my control. I'm just telling you, if I do business, I will definitely make money!" Chris just with a hint of showing off.
"Is that so? I'll wait and see!" Penguin chuckled, not entirely convinced.
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The residents of Brooklyn received a promotional flyer from the Lucky Mall, showcasing various items available for order by phone with cash on delivery.
Initially, so people were skeptical, but the senator of Brooklyn was the first to respond and even promoted it a bit. So people, half-believing, made phone calls. Were the gangsters now engaging in legitimate business?
In less than half an hour, the delivery was completed. Two visibly tattooed gang mbers delivered the goods to their doorsteps and provided change. Imdiately after, they proceeded to the next house, leaving the residents sowhat stunned.
In just two days, Chris hired idle hoodlums to distribute flyers and offer door-to-door delivery services. Everyone needed a referral to avoid running away with the goods. Sinthia had experience in managing these thugs who ca from a background of street hooligans, knowing how to handle them well.
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