HLM -Chapter 1094 Picking Them Off One by One

When they found Dale, she was riding on Little Wang’s back.

A group of little kids surrounded her. Ron, Little Si, and a few other boys who usually played with her stood nearby, all wearing sunglasses. Another little girl stood off to the side, head lowered, carefully writing something down—this was her best friend, Anliya.

At the office windows, several teachers were pressed against the glass, watching the scene like it was a show.

Wang Bo drove straight onto the playground and heard Dale shouting loudly:

“…As long as I become the town mayor, I will grant amnesty to all of you—amnesty for all your crimes, the crimes on your bodies, the greatest crimes!”

“I’ll pardon the crime of not wearing down jackets on snowy days! Pardon the crime of not being allowed to play freely outside on rainy days! And most importantly, pardon the crime of having to go to tutoring classes and interest classes after school!”

A little parrot stood on Dale’s shoulder. On her left was the “commander,” on her right the “political commissar.” Every time she shouted a line, the commander echoed it:

“Ah, amnesty! Ah, crimes!”

One child widened his eyes and said, “Dale…”

“What did you call her?” Ron clenched his fists and growled. “Do you want a punch from the Golden Belt Boxing Champion’s little brother?”

The child immediately changed his tune. “Our great leader, Dale!”

Ron nodded in satisfaction. “That’s more like it!”

Dale put on a benevolent, warm smile and looked at the child. “Treka, what did you want to say?”

The child said, “It’s like this, Great Leader Dale—I don’t have to wear a down jacket on snowy days.”

“Yeah, Great Leader Dale, I can play in the mud on rainy days too. My mom even plays with me.”

“Great Leader Dale, what’s a tutoring class? What’s an interest class? Can you eat them?”

“Yeah, what are tutoring classes and interest classes?” a bunch of kids started shouting.

Seeing the scene descend into chaos, a flicker of confusion crossed Dale’s chubby face. But she quickly steadied herself and gave Ron, Little Si, and the others a look.

Ron rolled up his sleeves, about to start yelling again. Little Si, Little Si, scratched his head and said, “Wait a second. Let Dale explain what tutoring classes are first. I don’t know what they are either.”

“Ah, Little Si, you’re done for! You dared to directly call the Great Leader by her name!” a kid beside him shouted.

Ron hesitated, then said, “Little Si, I don’t want to hit you.”

Wang Bo walked over and pushed through the crowd of kids. Seeing him, Dale became a bit nervous and shouted, “What are you doing?”

Wang Bo grabbed her by the collar like she was a doll and lifted her down, rolling his eyes. “What do you think I’m doing?”

“How dare you treat the Great Leader like this! You’re finished! Ron, Little Si, hurry up and beat him!” Dale struggled and shouted.

Wang Bo burst out laughing. “Great leader my ass. What are you, some great man descended from the Southern Alps? Sit down and behave. I’ve got something to ask you.”

A timid little girl nearby said softly, “Mayor, could you ask Dale later? Can you let her finish her speech first? After the speech, we can touch Little Wang’s head.”

Wang Bo waved his hand. “You can go touch it right now.”

“Waaaah!” A group of kids screamed excitedly.

They swarmed forward, switching sides in an instant and surrounding Little Wang, all reaching out with their tiny hands.

Little Wang angrily stood up. Damn it—what do you take me for? I’m a lion–tiger hybrid! Is anyone allowed to touch me?

The aura of a fierce beast burst out from him as he stood up in anger, and the kids around him were instantly scared stiff.

Wang Bo turned his head and said, “Line up!”

The children hurriedly formed a line. Little Wang sat back down again: Hmm, that’s more like it. One by one is acceptable.

Dale was unwilling to accept this and shouted, “Little Wang, you can’t be a traitor! You’re a scab! A parasite by the Great Leader’s side! You betrayed me!”

“What nonsense are you talking about? If I stopped you from watching My Fair Princess, what have you been watching instead? Quotations from Chairman Mao?”

“No! The Autobiography of the Cosmic Grand Marshal, Great Leader and Great Helmsman, Marshal Jin!”

“All that weird junk—no more watching it. Come here. Tell me why you want to run for town mayor,” Wang Bo said, waving his hand imperiously.

Dale said, “Because you’re too domineering! The teacher said that since you’re the mayor, you’re allowed to be domineering. Then I want to be mayor too! I want to be domineering as well! That way no one will force me to go to school anymore!”

Wang Bo waved his hand. “Dream on. Your right to run has been revoked.”

“Why?!”

“Because I’m still the mayor right now!”

And just like that, Dale’s dream of becoming a domineering mayor was shattered.

He took Dale to see the teacher and told her to keep a closer eye on her.

The teacher said, “Dale is straightforward, adorable, kind, honest, and has leadership ability. We need to protect these excellent qualities.”

“So she has no shortcomings?” Wang Bo asked.

“Yes, she does,” the female teacher frowned. “Her grades are a bit poor. Last time she only got a B- in math.”

Private schools had strict teaching management and still held exams, but instead of scores they used grades—A, B, C, and D.

Wang Bo said, “I understand. Next time she’ll get an A.”

Dale argued, “No, teacher! Next time I’m getting an A+!”

Wang Bo was shocked. “You’re kidding, right? That’s allowed?”

Dale shouted, “Who started joking first?! An A?!”

The teacher laughed. “Grades aren’t everything, Mr. Mayor. What matters more is her interest in learning.”

After dealing with Dale, one election opponent was gone.

Wang Bo knew that New Zealanders loved to stir things up and have fun—they were always acting on a whim. So he thought that nominating Zhuang Ding and Tuhao Jin as mayoral candidates was probably the same thing: after a couple of days, once the novelty wore off, it would be fine.

But he had underestimated the situation.

By mid-September, the mayoral candidates began giving speeches and canvassing for votes, and the faces of Zhuang Ding and Tuhao Jin once again appeared all over town.

One evening, when Wang Bo went to collect honey, he saw Tata wearing a hat. Printed on the hat was Zhuang Ding’s dog head, along with a line of words: Loyal Mayor, Brave Leader.

“Shit, Tata, you betrayed me too?” Wang Bo said gloomily.

Tata looked completely confused and innocent. “What do you mean, boss?”

“You’re going to vote for Zhuang Ding too?”

Tata shook his head. “Of course I’m voting for you, boss.”

“Then what’s with that hat?”

“Oh, a volunteer gave it to me. I thought it’d keep my head warm. And look, it even has Zhuang Ding’s face on it,” Tata said with a grin.

Wang Bo remembered that Tata couldn’t read. He could only shake his head—forget it, this was out of control.

Someone even more depressed than him was Ben McGee.

Wang Bo was worrying about how to win the mayoral seat perfectly. There was no doubt he could defeat Zhuang Ding and Tuhao Jin, but having so many votes split off was a real blow to his pride.

As for McGee? He realized that in Sunset Town, he didn’t have a single supporter. He might end up even more humiliated—getting zero votes.