Chapter 92 Reputation
[Reputation: 0.7242/100]
Looking at the increase in reputation that fell to four decimal places, Li Wei frowned and fell into deep thought.
If in the Suns, he found a way to quickly upgrade from the beginning, now it is obvious that he has fallen into a misunderstanding.
Reputation: a reputation that is expected by the public, a reputation that is admired and expected by the public.
This reputation needs to be big, but it must also be positive.
With Li Wei's killing method, he is destined to have no positive reputation, just like in the sun.
Public opinion is all controlled by the upper class, and he only looks for people with money and power from the upper class to kill. In the end, he may only end up with the reputation of a "murderer", which will not happen at all. Fame.
As for the small amount that was still growing, Li Wei suspected that the people in Hongzi Village and several other villages that the tax collector was responsible for were grateful to him.
But if you think about it carefully, there are quite a few people in those villages. There are thousands of people at full count, but none of these have allowed him to break through to 1.
This has to raise another question. If a person's reputation is quantified into a numerical value, how much reputation can each of these farmers below quantify?
After Li Wei thought of this, he did not just sit there.
Instead, he walked out of the door and planned to do an experiment himself.
He walked around Ganguo Village twice. During the day, most of the farmers below were working in the fields. Those who stayed at home were either women looking after children or a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people.
Farmers are very poor. Unless they are the mainstay of the family, once other family members get sick, they are not willing to spend money to find a doctor.
Those who are older and unable to work are basically suffering from minor illnesses and waiting to die from serious illnesses.
In Ganguo Village alone, a small village with only a few dozen households, there are three people lying sick at home waiting to die.
Levi pushed open the door of one of the houses.
The rest of the family, together with their children, had already gone to work in the fields, leaving only an elderly man of about 40 years old lying haggard on the bed, coughing constantly.
The smell in the room was terrible, a mixture of mold and urine.
Hearing the sound in front of the door, the old man on the bed turned his head in confusion and looked at the figure walking in with the backlight.
Li Wei didn't talk nonsense. He took out a pile of money from his pocket, about ten thousand each, and placed it on the old man's bedside.
"Zhao Wei asked me to send you this money for medical treatment."
There was no surprise in the old man's numb and cloudy eyes, but instead some fear.
"Zhao Zhaowei? Which master is he? Does he like anyone in our family?"
"Zhao Wei is not a gentleman, he is a murderer. He just killed a tax collector in the city yesterday and took away his family's money. He has no interest in spending the money, so he asked me to give it to others in need. "
The old man obviously couldn't believe his words. After suffering so much in his life, he had no illusions about pie in the sky.
But after seeing Li Wei put the money on his bedside and turn around to leave after he finished speaking, no matter how suspicious he was, he was now only excited.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the rough surface of the banknote. The real texture made him clearly understand that he was not dreaming.
“Cough cough cough”
He coughed violently, as if his lungs were being coughed out, but his face was filled with a cheerful smile.
"My grandson can eat candy! My daughter-in-law can change into new clothes! My son can have a day of rest."
He smiled with tears on his face. "I can finally rest in peace. Thank you Zhao Wei, thank you Mr. Zhao cough"
Li Wei, who put down the money and left, looked at the player information after going out.
[Reputation: 0.7243/100]
Now Li Wei can confirm that a person’s reputation is 0.0001!
And if he wants to increase his reputation to 100, he needs at least 1 million people.
If you have to rely on giving money one by one to accumulate reputation, it will tire Levi to death!
Of course, he can also really ask people to help him deliver the money to every farmer.
But this is not only extremely conspicuous, but also requires the coordination of a lot of manpower.
The farmers in Zhulan are not like the workers in the Sun. In order to facilitate the management of labor, the large factory owners in Yaoguang allowed Yu Guang to establish a labor union for unified management.
The farmers are all gathered together in the form of villages. There are four to five hundred villages in Zhulan, large and small, all of which are the real estate and tenants of the 72 landlords in Lanting.
Each landowner controls several or a dozen villages through the tax collector and the village chief of each village. If Li Wei organizes people to distribute money, there is no way to avoid them.
In other words, reputation can actually be represented?
Thinking of this, Levi was ready to make another attempt.
He found the village chief's home in Ganguo Village.
The village chief will live a slightly better life than the average farmer, but it is only better. They usually have to farm, work, and pay taxes. At the same time, they are also responsible for management and statistics of the entire village. The village's output assists the tax collector in collecting taxes.
The village chief of Ganguo Village is smoking at home.
He should go to the field today, but he is no longer in the mood.
Yesterday, the tax collector in charge of several villages next door was killed and his whole family was killed. This had nothing to do with their village, but this morning he got the news from the tax collector in charge of their village. This year, the landlords of Lanting decided to Want to increase taxes!
The bullshit landlord wants to raise taxes!
Farmers are considered the private property of those gentlemen. Even if they are not human beings, in order to protect their property, they will not be forced to death by raising taxes.
The tax collector is different. He only cares about collecting taxes and making money, but he doesn’t care about other people’s lives and deaths!
That pig-like tax collector obviously saw his colleague being killed and his whole family was scared. He wanted to make the last profit this year and quit tomorrow!
But even if he guessed the reason, the village chief had no choice. The tax collector was a god in the countryside below, unless the landlord above wanted to rectify it.
The village chief looked at the messy, muddy hair with a sad look on his face, and looked at the harvests of each household in the village this year on the account book. If the tax is really going to be increased, the people of Ganguo Village will at least Half starved to death!
He slumped in his chair, feeling confused.
What can they do if they know they will starve to death?
Escape? Where to escape?
Resist? It's the same as death. Even if his wife and children are caught, the consequences will be worse than death.
Or are you just suffering numbly?
Just as he was thinking about this problem that he seemed to never be able to figure out, the door to his house that was originally ajar was pushed open from the outside.
The village raised his head and looked at the young man he had never seen before.
“You, who are you looking for?”
"I heard that some women in the village are saying that taxes will be increased next year, but the village can't afford so much?"
"Yes"
"Are these enough to deal with the extra taxes?"
Li Wei placed a piece of gold bar he brought from the sun in front of the village chief.
(End of this chapter)