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Chapter 115 The Age of Faith (12)

"It turns out that you are here to convey the Pope's guidance. Please forgive me for being blind!" Elsie said flatteringly. He even wanted to completely forget about the beating he just had. "By God, I have no intention of disobeying the Holy See."

, it’s because I don’t recognize His Majesty the Pope’s good intentions.”

Ochumelov, this is... you really talk about people when you see them, and you talk about ghosts when you see them. Being able to get along with the factory director in a place like the East District is indeed very good.

This era is really just an era of weighing the pros and cons.

However, each mountain is higher than the other. He would never have thought that such a reasonable and complete decree in his eyes was just a simple nonsense used to promote conflicts, and it was not the will of the Pope at all.

This once again reflects the importance of real-time communication devices such as mobile phones.

"That's right," Jian Jian said, "So now, their working hours will be upgraded to twelve hours a day, with only two shifts, and their salary will be reduced to twelve silver coins per month. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" Elsie nodded, "Have you eaten tonight? If not..."

"No need," Jian Jian pointed to Alex beside him, "I need him to investigate some things, is that okay?"

"No, of course not!" Elsie said quickly, "You can do whatever you want with these! The old guy from Wisconsin also slandered the Holy See and said it would restrict the development of our industry, so I did these stupid things! Please,

Please hold your hand high..."

"Hands up?" Jian Yan raised his eyebrows and rubbed the thumb of his right hand on the other four fingers, "Well..."

"I understand, I understand!" Elsie nodded knowingly, then took out a small cloth bag from the pocket of her suit and handed it to Jian Jian respectfully with both hands, "It means nothing but respect."

"Well...that's pretty much it..."

After the travel expenses were paid, Jian Yi nodded with satisfaction and said: "In addition, His Majesty the Pope has a task for the Manchester City Steel Plant... Notify the news to all the steel plants in the East District immediately, please note, immediately. In other words...

The twelve-hour work day comes into effect immediately!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was another burst of angry noise:

"What does this mean?! The Holy See can't do whatever it wants!"

"For God's sake, what mistake did we make! The child is alone at home, are you responsible for anything that happens?"

Angry and complaints like this are endless, but Elsie seems to have become accustomed to it. He knows very well that even if the salary is further reduced, these workers can only choose to continue working, otherwise they will starve to death.

Under the background of this era, even if you have a skill, as long as you don’t have connections and connections, you still won’t be able to achieve anything in other fields, and you won’t even be able to have a full meal.

Especially these workers who have families, have wives, or husbands, and some even have children. They are even less likely to resign and take greater risks to change to an unstable job.

It is precisely because of this that Elsie turns a blind eye to these things. What does it matter? The life and death of the workers has nothing to do with him. Anyway, there will be more people grabbing this iron rice bowl in the future, at least they can have a bite of food.

"Quiet!" Jian Yi shouted again to stop the workers' protest: "I hope you will not go against the Holy See! This is God's will, and it is a decision made for your future!"

He deceived like this.

There was another terrible silence.

Are they so quiet, quelling the resistance with just one sentence? It seems that this so-called God plays a large role in their hearts... Jian Jian is becoming more and more curious, what method did the Pope use to make these workers respect God?

The faith is so deep-rooted.

Even Boggs, who had previously joined the Western District Resistance Army, only opposed the Pope and the Holy See under his rule, but still showed a respectful and polite attitude toward the "gods"...

Since the world view is still that of the earth, there is simply reason to believe that in fact there is no so-called "god" at all, so the piety and fanaticism of these believers are even more questionable.

But one thing is worth affirming: since the side mission only talks about overthrowing the Holy See and not overthrowing faith, then it doesn’t matter if this so-called god leaves them simple. After all, people have to have a spiritual sustenance, and besides, this matter has nothing to do with him.

, you have to take it step by step according to the specific trends of the script.

After all... the main mission is still to kill Hai Wuya.

"Then...walk slowly."

Under Elsie's gaze, Jian Yi and Alex walked out of the gate of Manchester City Steel Plant calmly. The former yawned and the latter's shirt was soaked with sweat.

Standing next to a secret guard, Alex felt an unprecedented sense of oppression...a sense of oppression shrouded in a cloud.

A few minutes later.

Jian Yi stood on the side of the road waiting for the carriage in casual clothes. He took out the map and looked at it twice, then continued to wait patiently for the arrival of the carriage.

According to the regulations of the Holy See, there is no such thing as "closure" in all industries in Fanas. Almost all of them work on a shift basis... People have more freedom of movement during the day, and their income is higher at night. Everyone gets what they need.

, and gradually formed Fanas’ 24-hour non-stop working system.

According to the map, the West Side and the East Side are separated by a river, and not just by a river. Just like the relationship between Marin County and Los Angeles, they are connected by a long bridge. However, since both sides of the river belong to the Central District, they are also separated by a river.

It is under the direct jurisdiction of the Holy See, so the span from the east district to the west district... is not that big.

So before that, they had to take a carriage to the train station. During this period, since they had to go through the jurisdiction of the Holy See, Jian Jian naturally took off the clothes of the secret guard to avoid arousing suspicion.

If the unlucky secret guard killed by Hai Wuya is discovered by then... it will be difficult.

"By the way, are there any landmark buildings in the East District?" Jian Yan asked abruptly.

"Ah?" Alex was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Marx Bell Tower? And the Georgia Chimney? The architectural landmark of our East District is the difference in height. If we talk about aesthetics, it is different from the West District and the Central District.

Of course it can’t be compared.”

Within a few minutes, a slightly crude old-fashioned carriage stopped in front of the two people:

"You two, would you like to get in the car?"

"Eastern District Train Station," Jian Yan said calmly, "how long will it take?"

"Ten minutes, two copper coins," the coachman said, wearing a beret and sitting in the carriage. No one could see his expression clearly.

Jian Yi shrugged, then opened the door and let Alex sit in first, while he got in last and sat on the left side of the back seat.

Jane leaned on the back seat, closing her eyes and concentrating, while Alex beside him didn't dare to move, placed his hands on his legs in a disciplined manner, and sat upright.

In terms of time, ten minutes is actually not much different.

Jian Yi put his hands in his pockets and looked at the dark scene outside the window, feeling a strong sense of discomfort coming from modern people.

The clouds are overcast, and the moon tonight is a little dim.


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