The Presbyterian Church is on the third floor of the office building. When Yu Mian entered, the five elders had already changed into black formal clothes and were waiting at the door.
Although the elders did not want to see Yu Mian, they also knew that this was the new clan leader elected by all the citizens of the entire tribe, so they could only politely get out of the way when they saw Yu Mian.
The Presbyterian Church is not big, except for five small cubicles. There is a log table in the middle conference hall, a sculpture stands opposite the table, and two large tribal rules are hung on the wall.
"That's the patron saint." Jiang Qingyue explained, "Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, various tribes, city-states, and federations have begun to invite the patron saint back. Every elected leader needs to swear an oath to the patron saint before taking office.
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"This is the oath." The second elder reluctantly handed over a piece of paper. The font was strong and penetrated the back of the paper.
Yu Mian glanced twice and then returned his gaze to the so-called patron saint statue.
The patron saint wears a suit of armor and a helmet on his head. He rides on a horse and holds a spear in one hand. Only two sharp eyes are exposed.
Although it is just a sculpture, the eyes are like a real god, looking at the person in front of him from top to bottom.
Yu Mian was also examining her.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that this patron saint was too familiar, and her heart beat violently because of this, as if she was about to fly into the statue.
Something flashed through my mind so fast that it was hard to catch it.
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At the same time, in the interstellar highest prison, the silver-haired man sat upright when the camera showed the sculpture.
The shackles on his wrists clattered with his movements. The man clenched his fists and veins popped out on the back of his hands.
The man who calmed down his laxity narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly and looked at the sculpture with all his concentration, with a solemn murderous aura surging all over his body.
It's her.
It’s definitely her!
The guard on the side saw this and stepped forward quickly: "Sir, do you have any orders?"
"Take me to see your executive officer." The man folded his hands and held his chin, his sharp eyes retracted from the big screen in the live broadcast room and looked at the guard, "I can surrender."
Full of oppression.
The guard was so stunned that he replied "Yes" and left in a hurry.
The cell became quiet again, and he withdrew his gaze and fell on the big screen in the live broadcast room again.
Thousands of years have passed since her death, and all traces of her have been completely erased by thoughtful people. He doesn't understand why he sees her again in this live broadcast room.
But no matter what the reason is, he must find her.
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In the Presbyterian Church.
Yu Mian raised her right hand high in front of the statue of the patron saint: "I, Yu Mian, the second clan leader of the Xincheng tribe, hereby solemnly swear that I will always be loyal to the patron saint, the tribe and the people, fulfill my duties as a clan leader, and be honest.
Serve the government, be loyal to your duties, accept the supervision of the patron saint and the tribal people, and work tirelessly to seek a beautiful and harmonious future for the Xincheng tribe."
A small person stands upright in front of the patron saint sculpture.
The sun shines in from the window and casts a half-length shadow on the ground.
The little face with some baby fat adds a bit of divinity under the sunlight.
After the oath was finished, Yu Mian put down her hands, turned around and asked, "Sister Qingyue, you said you still have something to tell me. What is it?"
"Oh, that's right." Jiang Qingyue came to his senses, bent down and carried Yu Mian to the chair.
The third elder took out a thick pile of documents from the archives room and placed them on the log table with a "snap".
Jiang Qingyue took out a folder from it and opened it to Yu Mian: "Two months ago, Guangming City issued a notice. Recently, a group of sharks appeared on the beach. They are extremely vicious and have snatched away a lot of people from many tribes.
A large amount of supplies and many people were injured."
Yu Mian looked at the photos of the sharks that Jiang Qingyue pointed out. They had human bodies and fish tails, and each of them had an extremely beautiful and deceptively beautiful face, but they were sitting in a sea of blood piled with corpses, their faces covered with blood.
Blood.
Yu Mian's eyelids suddenly jumped:
"So when the little sister heard that we were going to the beach to get sea water, she insisted on accompanying us there because she was worried that we would bump into a shark?"
"That's right." Xiaoxiao nodded, "You just came to the tribe at that time. If things like the sharks were publicized, it would cause panic among the residents of the tribe, so I didn't tell you."
"Thank you, little sister." Even though it has been a long time, Yu Mian is still very grateful to Xiaoxiao when she thinks about it now.
[I heard that although the sharks are good-looking, they are also very ferocious. Not only are they brave and good at fighting in the sea, but they are also equally good on land. They can even directly kill a group of hyenas that are three times their number.]
[Hey, Shark, I just said that being the leader of this tribe is not so easy. He has to solve such a difficult problem as soon as he takes office. No wonder Jiang Qingyue has to step down.]
"Sister Qingyue told me this and asked me to lead everyone to repel the sharks?"
"That's not it." Jiang Qingyue shook his head and took out a form from below. At the end of each line of the form was a red fingerprint, "This is the tax paid by our tribe to Guangming City. Of course, you can also
Think of this as a protection fee. Only if the protection fee is paid, Guangming City will protect the Xincheng tribe."
Guangming City... Yu Mian pursed her lips tightly and recited the name of this city silently in her heart.
She briefly understood before the election that city-states govern tribes downwards and are governed by the federation upwards.
Subordinates need to pay material taxes to superiors, and superiors must provide timely protection to subordinates.
But she actually still doesn’t understand why, as a tribe, Aria from the Big Fish Tribe can directly cross the city-state and apply for assistance from the federation.
"The people from Guangming City will arrive the day after tomorrow. Because our tribe is short of materials, we did not pay taxes last month. Therefore, according to the regulations of Guangming City, we need to pay four times the material taxes this month."
Four times the material tax, Yu Mian looked at the list of materials to be paid every month, which was forty energy stones and two hundred tubes of nutrients.
"So there are no supplies in the tribe yet?"
"Don't worry about this." Jiang Qingyue shook his head, "We exchanged some from the Big Fish Tribe, and the rest can be collected from the material taxes paid by the residents of the tribe. You can just hand it over to them directly." p>
"But in this case, wouldn't the tribe's warehouse be empty?" Yu Mian frowned and raised his own question, "It takes at least a month for crops to grow. So during this period, how will we solve the problem of distributing supplies to the people?
Question?"
Jiang Qingyue also fell silent.
Yu Mian is right about this.
Yu Mian raised her eyes and scanned the five elders. The latter all lowered their heads and could not come up with a countermeasure.
The huge Presbyterian Church suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.
Yu Mian looked around and saw that no one had any countermeasures, so she suddenly broke the silence: "I can step out first."