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Every word spoken by the leader caused an exclamation from the Blackwater residents in the carriage procession.

Each sentence he uttered was met with exclamations, each sentence eliciting a celebratory cheer from the crowd, like a carnival. And as he finished speaking, the Blackwater residents on the carriages cheered and were ecstatic.

"Oh, twenty-five dollars a month? My child, did you hear that? Mom can earn twenty-five dollars a month now! Ahaha, Mom can finally afford to raise you! Mom can finally get you clothes! Mom can finally feed you! Ahaha…"

"Oh, f**k! Fifty dollars? Even transport workers can earn fifty dollars? Dammit, I should have come sooner! Oh, sh*t! I've really lost out this time! Damned Blackwater, I really hate you!"

"My son can go to school? Oh my god! My son can go to school, my son can go to school!!! Hahaha, my family is entering a glorious era, my family is entering a glorious era!!!"

"Ahaha, long live Mr. Van der Linde! Mom, I can finally cure your illness! Ahaha, Mr. Van der Linde, Mr. Van der Linde!!!"

The Blackwater residents on the carriages were almost going crazy with joy.

The ladies, who had just been self-conscious, timid, and afraid of the gazes around them, instantly raised their heads. Their eyes gleamed green, and they could hardly believe their ears.

The surrounding Valentine residents, who were vouching for Mr. Van der Linde, made their disbelief and apprehension completely disappear. These ladies, who had just been self-conscious, suddenly stood up from the carriage, trembling and with red eyes, staring intently at the coachman driving in front.

"Oh, sir, dear sir, please go faster, okay? A little faster, I'm afraid there won't be any spots left soon!"

"Don't worry, ladies, take your time, no rush!" The coachman was not in a hurry at all, leisurely driving the carriage, following the vehicles in front.

"No! We are in a hurry, so anxious! If we are late, we will have to choose houses further back and won't get better jobs!"

"F**k! Darling, hold our child, I have to run over quickly!"

The ladies on the carriages shrieked one after another. They saw that some people in the carriages behind were already preparing to get off, seemingly wanting to run to the frontmost carriage, and they immediately became anxious too.

The ladies, as if insane, completely disregarded their almost threadbare clothing, jumped off the carriages, gathered together, and ran to overtake the vehicles ahead, wanting to squeeze next to the leading carriage so they could be registered for a spot immediately.

And not only were the ladies running, but the men also scrambled down from the carriages in a hurry. Those with wives knew to tell their wives and children a word or two, while the bachelors ran incredibly fast.

The ladies or gentlemen on the carriages waved flags and cheered for the backs of their family members.

"Oh, dear, run faster, run faster!!!"

"Sign my name too, dammit, I want to apply to be Mr. Van der Linde's personal gunfighter!"

"I want to be a mine worker, I want to be a mine worker!!!"

Valentine's streets completely turned into a marathon chase. A group of Blackwater residents completely lost their sense of shame and nervousness, frantically climbing down from the moving carriages and chasing after the foremost carriage. Their pursuit also informed those who had not yet gotten off the train behind, and suddenly, the entire special train was like zombies unleashed, with people frantically jumping off.

Even octogenarian grandmothers clung to the edge of the train, squeezing down, fearing that if they ran too late, they wouldn't even get a sweeping job.

It's no wonder they couldn't keep their composure; Mr. Van der Linde simply gave too much. These slaves, living in hell, saw the dawn of paradise for the first time. Who wouldn't desperately climb up?

Whether for their family or for themselves, only by desperately fighting for it would they feel completely at ease!

Compared to them, Mr. Van der Linde's gains were equally immense.

From now on, there were three or four tens of thousands more people who would even abandon their lives for him!

After all, without Mr. Van der Linde, even if they could live, life would still be worse than death. But with Mr. Van der Linde, even if they died, their children could live well.

For this, Mr. Van der Linde could only sigh with deep emotion.

After all, it was all thanks to his peers.