Lu Man put down the document in his hand, glanced at the person who came to deliver the document, and asked: "Are these people really voluntary?"
"Yes, sir! It's all voluntary! After we proposed that everyone would be given food for three years and promised to provide shelter, many people put their fingerprints on the corresponding documents." The official who came to deliver the documents immediately lowered his head.
replied.
Although the Empire of Ailanshir does not emphasize the rank of officials, when the superior officials ask questions, the inferior officials bow their heads slightly, which is still an official etiquette.
On Planet Hope 2, the idea of ​​officialdom is naturally more deeply ingrained. For a time, there must be small details that no one can correct and cannot be corrected.
"There is no deception, right?" Luman, who was worried that his subordinates would offend the officials of the Elanthir Empire, continued to ask.
Yes, he no longer regards those people from the Airanthil Empire from distant planets as gods. After all, they are too down-to-earth and do not look like gods at all.
Traveling thousands of light years to such a backward and barren world, these people with powerful power and the ability to control the fate of the entire world actually started doing business with the aboriginal people of the Storm Empire through deception.
Whether it's food or other random things, stainless steel tea cups or crystal clear mirrors... in short, they sell everything, even people.
The official immediately became panicked and quickly shook his head and replied: "No, sir! Our signing process was all signed voluntarily in the presence of imperial officials."
"Very good, you did a very good job on this matter." Luman stood up, walked to the official, stretched out his hand and patted the other official on the shoulder.
He now feels that he has never had such huge power, and has never truly controlled the fate of so many people.
Just a few days ago, he had personally sent away the first batch of civilians who voluntarily left Planet Hope 2. There were quite a few of these civilians, more than 30,000 in total.
An organization called the Blechton Consortium of the Alandhill Empire provided more than 50,000 Alandhill Empire gold coins that the immigrants needed to appease the immigrants, and monopolized these volunteers on the Hope 2 planet.
The Blechton Consortium is only a second-rate non-governmental organization within the Elanshir Empire, but this consortium prefers companies that participate in planet development and trade, so it can be considered to be rich in this aspect.
Two transport spacecraft belonging to this consortium arrived at the Hope 2 planet a few days ago and successfully picked up the local civilians who were willing to leave.
These civilians don't know yet that they will be sent to a sparsely populated frontier planet as "pioneers", where they will be responsible for reproducing and living a closed life similar to exile.
Of course, this closed life similar to exile is only temporary, and even if they are exiled, their treatment will be ten thousand times better than that on Planet Hope 2.
At the very least, the Ilanthil Empire will prepare enough electricity for every inhabited planet. On the Hope 2 planet, you will not be able to enjoy the abundant energy provided by the nuclear fusion reactor.
On those edge planets, there is almost unlimited land, food seeds that can be grown in large quantities, and clean and comfortable houses that have been built by puppets.
There are electric lights and other entertainment projects at night, and during the day they only need to do the farming work they are most familiar with. This is simply too easy for the indigenous residents on Planet Hope 2.
The experience of riding a spaceship will also completely change the thinking of these indigenous residents and inject a kind of hope for the future into their souls.
Maybe this is the main reason why Chris calls this planet Hope 2. Maybe this is what is called...hope.
Seeing that Lu Man only glanced at it twice, he put aside the new document with an exaggerated number on it. The official who was tapped on the shoulder was curious and asked on his own initiative: "Don't you think so?"
Are you worried about anything?"
Lu Man did not expect that the other party would suddenly speak. He was stunned for a moment before replying: "Do I need to worry about anything?"
After thinking about the faces of the businessmen who came to the Storm Empire to buy people, the official swallowed his saliva and said, "Those who come to us to ask for people... seem to have unreliable moral character."
"Did they break the law?" Lu Man glanced at this subordinate and asked a direct question.
The official was a little embarrassed, looked up at Lu Man, then lowered his head and replied: "Well, not really."
"Then...do you have the courage to take up arms and resist the empire?" Luman's tone contained a hint of disdain.
Hearing this question, the official became even more frightened: "Are you kidding me, sir? I have never thought of being disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor."
"When addressing His Majesty the Great Emperor, the prefix 'great' must be added..." Luhmann immediately corrected the other party's title.
The subordinate immediately corrected his title and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry! Sir! I never thought of being disloyal to His Majesty, the great emperor of the empire."
"So, do you think you can refuse these people's requests based on your guesses about their character?" Luman continued to ask.
"Sir... I'm just worried... they only want women, and... they want a total of 20,000..." The official felt that the sweat on his forehead was almost dripping.
Thinking that in recent days, he had to send away 10,000 young women every day, and he still didn't know the whereabouts of these women, he became a little nervous.
He was also afraid that someone would clean it up by then. With such a big basket, it would really be a sin to leave the body intact.
"What's wrong with this? After years of fighting, we already have more women." Lu Man said disapprovingly: "They give these women money, food, and are willing to support them... What else do you want them to do?
Marry them?"
"I'm sorry... Sir, I thought too much." The official replied immediately.
Luman patted the other party's shoulder twice more and ordered: "Go home and have a sleep, forget these names, and then continue the recruitment work tomorrow, women, children... As long as they are willing to leave, give them food and vouchers.
Do you understand?"
"As you command, my lord!" Feeling two heavy taps on his shoulders, the official bent further and lowered his head in agreement.
"Don't worry! They have all been arranged to go to other worlds, where they will be rewarded to meritorious pioneers and own land, food, houses... and have more things than the happy life in your dreams."
Before the official went out, Luhmann's voice came from behind.