Beating a capitalist in public really could make gold drop! (2/4, requesting monthly votes)

Evan quickly memorized the names and searched through his memories.

He found no matching information or recollections.

That meant this faction and its members were all local to New Haven.

Their influence had not extended as far as Boston.

After all, Evan now knew every Beyonder faction in Boston inside out.

As he pondered this, Evan stuffed Kemp's soul back into his body.

Throughout the process, Fack kept scratching his head beside them.

Without activating Spirit Vision, he could neither see the soul nor hear whom Evan was talking to.

While Kemp gasped, still shaken, Evan turned to Fack.

"So the owner of the factory you used to work at was called Pablo?"

Fack froze. "How did you know?"

Evan asked curiously, "What did you do to make him fire you?"

Fack gritted his teeth. "My childhood buddy Jack and I worked at his steelworks."

"Jack was sharp, and he'd taught himself some technical skills."

"He spotted a safety hazard in one of the steel furnaces early on."

"He reported it several times, but the foreman and the technicians above him ignored him."

"He was so worried that, during one of Pablo's speeches, he suddenly ran up to report it."

At this point, Fack clenched his fists. "But that bastard's bodyguards knocked out several of his teeth, and then he got fired!"

"Three days after Jack was fired, that steel furnace really did malfunction. It suddenly tipped over and collapsed."

"Four workers were melted on the spot!"

Fack's eyes reddened as he gritted his teeth.

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Then that fucking animal immediately sealed off the scene and paid every worker there hush money."

"After taking the money, they even had to sign some kind of agreement!"

"I didn't want to sign, so I didn't take