Chapter 925: The Era of Mortals
Chapter 925 Mortal Era
In the central plain of Feiyuan Province, vast expanses of wilderness stretch as far as the eye can see. These fields were originally the most fertile farmland in Doguland. Every autumn, they would be dyed golden by the endless wheat ears. From a distance, it looked like someone had laid an invisible layer on the ground.
Gold at the end.
However, after the "National Security Act" was enacted, people left their jobs, and no one cultivated the best fields. Endless weeds replaced the wheat waves, and withered yellow became the main color here.
After so many years, the great farmland has been abandoned, but today, the roar of machinery can be heard here, accompanied by the figures of people working hard to cultivate the land.
Large-scale weeding machines drove slowly on the wasteland, harvesting all the dense weeds wherever they passed. The people following behind swung their hoes to completely shovel out the weed roots that had penetrated into the fields.
Just proceed step by step and slowly restore the vitality here.
A young man carrying a hoe wiped the sweat from his head and shouted to the lawnmower driver in front: "Hey, let's make an exchange and let me drive it too."
"Okay, here you go." The driver stopped the lawnmower and jumped out of the cockpit, with an unfinished expression on his face.
"This Tianwai machine is so powerful. In the past, to achieve the same weeding efficiency, at least hundreds of times the manpower was required. Now you only need to sit inside and move the joystick."
The young man got into the cockpit. The operating system of the lawnmower was very simple. The agile young man could learn it after reading the manual for a moment. After he started the engine, he exclaimed excitedly: "It's so cool! Such a big thing."
How does metal move?"
The driver patted the fuel tank of the lawnmower with his hand and said with a smile: "I still don't understand the principle. Anyway, I just need to pour the kind refined by the alchemist into it. What it's called seems to be gasoline. Anyway, fill that thing in."
Go in and you can make it move."
While operating the lawnmower, the young man said with emotion: "Her Majesty the Queen's vision is really unique. This is simply extraordinary power in another sense! As long as Tianwai Technology develops and matures, it can definitely change the world pattern!"
The farming team here is just a microcosm of the restoration of production in the entire Feiyuan Province. The 1.12 million volunteers who voluntarily responded to the Queen's call and devoted themselves to work have begun to be active in various production fields.
Since food is the lifeblood of the country, Solandel's planning structure also has the largest number of volunteers assigned to agriculture. They are working hard with the help of advanced agricultural tools and extraterrestrial machinery.
It is the middle of winter now, it is winter, and it is not the season for sowing. However, the fields are full of weeds. You can take advantage of this cold winter to get rid of the weeds and plow the soil for planting next spring. As long as the weather is good, there will be a bumper harvest in autumn.
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As long as the stomach is full and the most basic right to life is protected, all other problems can be solved slowly.
While the farming team was working hard to weed, a lawn mower suddenly stopped.
The volunteer behind raised his head and shouted: "Why did you stop?"
The driver stuck his head out and said, "There's someone blocking the front."
The volunteers dropped their hoes and ran over, only to find an old man standing in front of the lawn mower, blocking everyone from moving forward.
The volunteer asked in confusion: "Old man, what are you doing?"
The old man opened his cloudy eyes, pointed at the lawn mower tremblingly and said, "You can't use this without permission!"
"Which one is being used without authorization?" The volunteer became even more confused. He pointed at the lawnmower and asked tentatively, "You mean this extraterrestrial machine?"
The old man tapped the ground with his crutch, kept waving his trembling hands, and hissed to dissuade him: "This is a gift from the gods. Mortals cannot use it without permission!"
The volunteers laughed directly after hearing this: "Old man, how can there be any gods in this world? Her Majesty the Queen said that the so-called gods are just more powerful mortals."
The old man's eyes widened and he said angrily: "You are blaspheming! You are disrespectful to our Lord! You will be punished by God!"
"My lord?" A young man who looked to be in his late twenties sneered and said seriously, "Are you talking about Doguland's number one rebel, Kino van Helsing?"
A thick tremor appeared in the eyes of the old man, and his voice became hoarse with shock: "How can you slander my Lord? Everything you have is given by my Lord, how can you not respect Him?!"
The young man snorted and said, "So what if it is given by him? No matter how many gifts he gives, it cannot cover up his sins."
"This person claims to be a god, and tries to use pleasure to deprive us of our thoughts and treat us like animals. He also secretly obliterates all opponents, euphemistically calling it awe."
"Fortunately, Her Majesty the Queen took action in time, otherwise keeping such a person here would have caused eternal disaster!"
The old man's old body kept shaking, and he didn't know whether it was anger or fear. He came over and tapped the young man's legs with his crutch, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Disrespect our Lord, you will be punished by God! You will be punished!"
God’s punishment!!!”
The young man was hurt by the knock, and he couldn't fight with the old man. He could only hold down the crutch hard and said coldly: "Why should I respect that monster? He was the one who killed my mother!"
"Just because my mother taught me not to believe in the words of gods and to learn to think independently, she was arrested by a dead bird and beheaded the next day!"
"Let me tell you, it was too easy for Her Majesty the Queen to let Kino van Helsing go. He should be captured and executed to comfort those who died because of him!"
When the young man spoke, other volunteers had the same stern expression as him.
Everyone standing here has relatives or friends who have been accused of committing "thought crimes" and were executed. They come from all over the kingdom, share the same ideals, and have the same hatred.
The old man was furious at this time. He was not as strong as the young man. He couldn't get the crutches back, so he could only kick and beat him. In addition, because of his old age, his speech was unclear, so no one could understand the words he cursed. But it was just all kinds of things.
Insults and curses.
The captain of the farming team came over, patted the young man on the shoulder, and advised: "Okay, just do our own thing, what's the point of arguing with the stubborn old man?"
The young man calmed down a bit and felt that his behavior was a bit ridiculous. He couldn't help but show a self-deprecating look and returned the crutch.
The captain looked at the old man and said sincerely: "Old man, you and we are not the same people. We have different ideas. There is no need to quarrel with each other. Let us each do our own thing."
The young man turned around and returned to the team. He looked back at the old man one last time and said silently: "Even if gods really existed, they are in the past tense."
"This is the age of mortals. Gods and all, let's live in history forever."
When the old man heard these blasphemous words, his whole body was burning with anxiety. However, he was too old and weak to fight with these young people. He could only tremble and curse by the side, crying while cursing.
I don’t know if it’s because my faith has been shaken due to the impact, or if I truly believe that “divine punishment” exists and is afraid of it.
The young man picked up the farm tools and was about to continue farming. Suddenly he found his companion staring blankly at the sky. He patted the other party's arm: "Don't be in a daze and work quickly."
The companion didn't respond. His eyes opened wider and wider, and he pointed subconsciously: "Look over there, what's that?"
Chapter completed!