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Chapter 206 Successor, Bloodline

Marizio has several estates to his name and has recently sold several for cash, including one of his favorites.

It is also the place where the meeting of the five hands was once held.

It officially changed hands in two weeks and they were leaving before then.

Colin sat on the sofa in the lobby of the main building, looking at the ornamental fruit trees in the courtyard.Such a manor needs many people to take care of it. The fountain in the swimming pool has been closed. After a few days of work, many fallen leaves have already floated on it.

The last time he came here, he was just an unknown pawn beside Luca, and any patriarch of the Five Hands was someone he needed to look up to.And now, he has been on an equal footing with Marizio.Even the power in his hand vaguely surpasses the other party.

The servants came and went, still cleaning up the furnishings in the main building of the manor.Those famous portraits, sculptures and souvenirs from foreign countries.Marizio has spent decades arranging them with care, like a private museum.So just carefully unpacking it and packing it for storage will take several days.

Facing Ke Lin, who was on the same level as him, the "big boss" relaxed instead.The servants were busy, but he called his child on a whim, and in the eyes of the other party's puzzled eyes, he reached out and untied his shoelace.

After half an hour.

"Still can't learn? Tie a shoelace."

Marizio complained, but there was a smile in his eyes and face.

"From here to there, from there to here... oops."

The child was very similar to Marizio, slightly chubby, wearing small black leather shoes with untied long laces, which he had been tying for a long time.The fat and tender fingers have not yet developed enough muscles, and the movements are very clumsy.

Marizio seldom paid attention to this child, but only vaguely remembered that he couldn't tie his shoelaces, but he didn't expect that after a few years, he still couldn't learn.

"Soon he will heal himself, and there is no need to worry now." Colin said:

"Is there any adult who can't tie his shoes? It's just a matter of time."

This was originally an unintentional comforting word, but Marizio fell silent.

"Yeah, it's just a matter of time." He said expressionlessly.

But it is also the most unsolvable question.

Marizio married too late, so the children were very young.

I thought I had enough time to wait for him to grow up slowly until he became a qualified patriarch before handing over the Caruso family to him.

But now it seems that it is too late.

The Caruso family borne the most losses in this riot, no matter in personnel or property.The rapid decline has reached a level similar to that of the second seat, Barain.

Especially the "soldier" class. They were distributed in dozens of sentry points and exchanged fire with professional soldiers. In the end, only a dozen of them survived, and more than half of the others were killed or injured.

What's more deadly is that Marizio ran out of cash on hand, and sold everything that could be sold, leaving only some assets that could not be sold in a short time.

It looks like a fat and slow piece of meat.

It is foreseeable that the Caruso family no longer has enough strength to wait for the patriarch's children to grow up.

Because other families will never let it slowly decline, but will rush to it when it still has some value, and liquidate old debts.

"Colin..."

Marizio looked at the young child who was playing with the shoelaces, thoughtfully:
"If my reputation matches your strength, you are interested..."

He moved his body on the sofa:
"Being the next 'big boss' of South Stade?"

Marizio is in his prime, but he is already considering retreating.

Colin put away his smile and became serious.He tilted his head briefly to ponder the question.

Then shake your head slowly.

No.

"If there is no suitable successor in Caruso, maybe Luca is more suitable than me." Colin refused.

The big boss is not disappointed because there is no big deal that can be settled at once.In his understanding, no gang member would refuse this position.

Especially an ambitious young man like Colin.

So Marizio smiled and moved past the subject without a trace.

But in the end, Colin didn't give any more answers, only saying that he needed to think about it.Then they chatted a little more, and Colin got up to say goodbye and left the hall.

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The car turned out of Marizio's estate, and Colin sat in the back row, looking out the window quietly.

In this riot, Marizio saw himself from beginning to end.But in the end, he still underestimated his expansion speed.

There is no need for Ke Lin to go through this troubled water again, not only because 40 Ori will be in place soon.It was also because his gaze had already looked in a more distant direction.

The Prohibition Bureau funded by himself will soon be established, which means that he has obtained an invisible license and will soon become the only licensed merchant in this country.

The bootlegging profits of the entire principality are already in their pockets.

"Big Boss" could actually rule over tens of thousands of Sincilian immigrants. It sounded really majestic, but it was already hard for Colin to be interested.

The organization will usher in expansion again, and a large number of details need to be adjusted.

So he really didn't have any extra thoughts, and he could put it in this little Nanstadt.

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After a period of repairs, the hole in the roof of the Dallozzo family's ancestral home has been filled.

At the same time, the windows on the first and second floors were also damaged by the shock, and the debris of the roof that fell into the house had not been cleaned up. It was not convenient for Craigie to return here until everything was settled properly.

But Colin has already lived here early, and the small attic on the top floor is enough for him.

Returning to the familiar desk again, even though less than a month had passed, Ke Lin felt that something was wrong.He glanced at the map of Stade pinned on the wall. The secretive two-color marks on it marked his territory and that of the Northern Organization respectively.

All tags are now their own.

Colin tore it off carefully, because the map of Stade City was useless.

Maybe, it's time to buy an alliance map.

After tidying up a bit, Colin returned to his old habit of studying witchcraft.He first sat in a chair and meditated for half an hour, tuning himself to zero frequency.

During the battle with Bohr, he noticed that his grasp of "returning to zero" was far from enough.

Otherwise, it would not be locked in the frequency depth of Qingxingtian.

In addition, these days, he has been thinking about what the "blood power" drawn by the stimulus is.

In the first less than a thousandth of a second, the "blood power" assimilated all the surrounding spirit elements, but this is not over, because the new blood power is continuing this process, constantly absorbing any other forms of spirit elements. prime assimilation.Judging from the final effect, it may be copied more than a thousand times in a second, so the spreading effect that is difficult to see with the naked eye is produced, making everything seem to be completed at the same time.

According to this calculation, this is an exponential explosion that happened in an instant.

Colin has seen a similar situation before, that is, the "mass solution technique", and the technique used by Goldie in the confrontation with the Old City Eagle.They can all be classified as "spiritual element cracking", that is, to carry out targeted destruction after analyzing the structure of a certain spiritual element.

But that is just destruction, not assimilation of the object.

Even if this level of difference is not taken into account, there is no spiritual essence crack in the world that can work on any form of spiritual essence indiscriminately like his blood power.It assimilates the abundance of life, the impurity spirit that flows through the red stone, the shuttle demon, and even the temporarily materialized silver statue, as well as the boiling blasphemous fire.

It didn't show any pertinence, and it simply didn't refuse anyone.

Earlier, Ke Lin had analyzed the "bloodline power" with the knowledge of his previous life, and guessed that "bloodline" was just a misleading name, and it actually had nothing to do with physiological genetics.

And because it shows obvious regional characteristics in distribution, it is speculated that it may originate from the deep cultural identity.

"Some kind of power pried from deep inside."

Colin was talking to himself, feeling that this sentence sounded familiar.It seems to be able to think of something.

That is "The Way to Awaken the Inner God".

At the same time, there are differences between the two.

Awakening the inner god obviously puts more emphasis on the "individual", while the power of the bloodline emphasizes the "group".

No two people will have the same "inner god", but blood power seems to appear in the form of ethnic characteristics.

Consciousness—Inner God—Blood.

Regarding the relationship between the three, Colin suddenly remembered the theory of Carl Jung in his previous life.

Consciousness - Individual Unconsciousness - Collective Unconsciousness.

If "consciousness" is the island out of the sea, "individual unconsciousness" is the ocean around the island.

Then the "collective unconscious" is the stubborn ancient silt deposited on the seabed.

This theory may not be correct, nor may it be universal in this world, but it roughly fits the situation Colin is facing.Therefore, he decided to continue thinking along this line of thought for the time being.

Although the nature of the current manifestation of blood power, there is still no trace of the "unconscious prototype".

The collective unconscious is, in Jung's own words, an "... echo of the lived experience of prehistoric societies with little variation and difference"

Regardless of whether it is hereditary or not, whether it is congenital or acquired, it is inseparable from the accumulation of impressions of a group from prehistory to the present for countless generations, and individuals will generally remain the same as their ancestors.

So, which group does Colin belong to?

Is it the ancestor of the patrilineal or maternal bloodline in this life?

Or the ancestors of the previous earth?

　The latter paragraph was deleted for fear of being scolded.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)