Typos later corrected] He didn’t say the rest of the words, but he could probably guess what he wanted to say.
When Moses said this, his eyes obviously drifted towards Karls who was driving the truck.
Now that disaster has struck, he no longer has the power of the mayor, and he can't even trust his contractor bodyguards. In addition, he has taken out the treasury to make a deal with Karls, which is equivalent to revealing his wealth, and he has no protection. The ability of these properties...
This treasury is no longer his!
It sounded quite regrettable, and he nodded to him solemnly:
"This Holy Son can understand your difficulties."
Moses was speechless this time... Haha, you don't understand, Lord Holy Son, the smile lines at the corners of your eyes can't deceive anyone.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Mu Zhi was looking at him carefully, as if he was carefully inspecting an artifact, and suddenly asked:
"In other words, you have never been able to make a difference in politics?"
Moses didn't know why Holy Son Hesse suddenly asked this question. He couldn't think about it carefully and could only nod his head and admit it.
Unpredictable sighed and stared at Moses:
"I want to ask you a question."
Moses did not dare to disobey: "Holy Son, please ask me."
Mo Zhi nodded and said slowly:
"What are your thoughts on the governance of the Southern Province? Or, if you were asked to be the provincial governor of the Southern Province, what would you do?"
Councilor Moses was immediately startled, shook his head and said:
"I can't do provinces."
"I mean what if..." Mo Zhi chuckled:
"Just think that we are just chatting, don't care about the impossible premise."
Only then did Moses realize that the Holy Son of Hesse in front of him was serious, so he no longer hesitated and pondered for a moment:
"I am flattered by the inquiry from the Holy Son... If, I mean if, if I were the top leader of the Southern Province, then my political goal would of course be to make the Southern Province rich and powerful, and make He Cypriots are rich... Well, this is the purpose of the existence of the federal government, to serve the Iron People."
"As for the specific method..." Moses paused and continued:
"I have some immature ideas. Just listen to the Holy Son. Well, I think the reason why the Hesse people in the southern province are poor is because of their culture. Although the Hesse nation has a long and splendid history, , but it has never absorbed any essence from history, but instead inherited the cancer of culture from generation to generation."
"For example, the existence of the Saint is an inheritance that goes against human ethics. It simply goes against the humanity of the Ironborn!"
"Therefore, when governing the southern province, we must first eradicate its cultural shackles and liberate the ignorant minds of the Hesse people. This is internal."
After hearing his opinion, Mobi nodded involuntarily.
Seeing the approval of Son of Hesse, Mayor Moses became more relaxed:
"With this foundation, there is also a central idea for managing the man's province. Internal governance can be carried out around this center, encouraging education, abolishing religion, opening up culture, encouraging production, and limiting population..."
"Each of these items must be implemented thoroughly, which requires the support of a strong force, otherwise it will not succeed!"
Damn it, this kid has thought out all the conditions for the success of the "reform", and is surprisingly forward-looking... He looked at him in surprise:
"Please continue."
"Externally!" Councilor Moses coughed and continued:
"External relations are at the level of economic construction, which is what I'm good at!"
"I believe that we must establish economic corridors with other provinces in the mainland, so that we can establish a scientific concept of development. With this foundation, we can introduce investment from the mainland and start normal trade with other provinces in the mainland."
"Economic ties are two-way for the construction of both sides. As long as they can do business with other provinces in the mainland, and with a little guidance in terms of policies, the Hesse people will learn how to get rich."
"That's right! Similarly, with economic exchanges, it is equivalent to becoming a whole with the mainland, and the traditional and backward economic structure of the Hesse people will automatically be eliminated..."
"More importantly, this will allow the Hesse people to open their eyes to see the world and truly realize their own shortcomings from all aspects. Well, this is necessary, and it can also push the Hesse people to give up those old and inherent Cultural concepts are equivalent to promoting internal governance."
“Integrating internal and external efforts, moving forward hand in hand, and supporting each other, can we truly change the southern province from the inside out.”
Mo Zhi had already taken two steps back, fearing that the Moses City Speaker's spit would fly into his face.
This is a rare talent! My iron god! Mu Zhi secretly screamed in his heart.
The general idea of what this person said was unpredictable, and many parts of it even coincided with his own thoughts.
In his previous life, he boasted that he was an excellent keyboard politician. Unexpectedly, this Moses seemed to be even better.
Isn't this exactly the person I will need in the future?
Mozhi breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could ask the last question, the doctor with an injured leg next to him had been listening to Moses' long speech and couldn't help but ask:
"Don't you mean that we Hesse people abandon our traditions? If we abandon our belief in the gods of Hesse, are we still the original Hesse people?"
This was the last question that Mozhi wanted to test Moses.
Moses knew the importance of this question and that it involved the strong faith of the Hesse people. He hesitated for a moment, and finally his eyes fell on the Holy Son of Hesse, and he spoke:
“It’s still not a Hesse, it’s not about God, it’s about people’s hearts!”
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Moses put down all his burdens and said loudly:
"We Hesse people have believed in the gods for thousands of years, but what have the gods brought to us?"
“All I see with my eyes is poverty, backwardness/ignorance, ignorance, and arrogance!”
"If the God of Hesse cannot give us Hesse people enough food, clothing and warmth, and deposits in the bank, and the ability to withstand disasters and changes, we will not get sick. , we cannot let our children study in school all the time instead of going out to work, and we cannot let each of us live a prosperous life..."
Moses' eyes were a little bloodshot, and his tone was solemn but high-pitched:
"What use do we Hessians...have after all the gods?"
This was the first time that the Hesse people in the truck heard such rebellious words!
Although most of them work in the city hall and are official members of the "elite class" among the Hesse people, they are still affected by their original identity as Hesse people and how dare they violate the lofty beliefs of the Hesse people that have existed for thousands of years.
However, everyone wanted to argue with the city speaker Moses, but found that his last words were completely irrefutable. Similarly, because they were the elite among the Hesse people, they naturally knew the Hesse people, and even the entire south. The current situation of the province.
It's like someone has revealed a bloody reality. Although you don't want to accept it, you can't argue with it, but you have to admit it.
For a moment, the air in the carriage seemed to be condensed, and no one said a word.
Mu Zhi didn't say anything, but because he maintained the aloof character of the Holy Son, he resisted not clapping and praising him.
These words of Moses reached the heart of the great traitor. He pondered for a few seconds and then slowly concluded:
"Emancipate the mind, seek truth and be pragmatic, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and be diligent and conscientious."
When Moses heard these words muttered in his mouth, he was suddenly struck by lightning. He felt that the first two words spoken by the Holy Son of Hesse were not the outline of his southern province!
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The last two words are not exactly the character and attitude that the Hesse people upheld under his governance plan.
Mayor Moses' eyes widened and he looked at Mo unpredictable in disbelief.
Unpredictable wants to say...you are really a sleeping dragon and a phoenix!
After giving up the intention of joking, Mu Zhi chuckled and reached out to pat Mayor Moses on the shoulder:
"You are very good."
"I now declare that you will be a member of my southern tribe from now on. From now on..."
"How about following this holy son?"
Mayor Moses was so shocked that he remained indifferent because his eyes could not grow any wider.
After he came back to his senses, he immediately felt the surprise burst out from the bottom of his heart and rushed straight to his brain. He almost fell over and knelt down to worship the beautiful and unprepared Holy Son of Hesse.
"I...Lord Holy Son...I wish for you."
I was so excited that I couldn't speak steadily.
Mo Cai nodded with satisfaction: "When I return to Bancarol, I will decide how to arrange you. Don't worry, I will definitely let you show your talents in the Federation and realize your ambitions."
As soon as he said this, Moses was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
Thinking of that treasury of your own... Bah! What vault? What is a treasury? The federal political arena is what I have always longed for but could not get into the church. If this treasury can be exchanged for the Holy Son's important use, and he can return to the federation and fight for the rise of the Hesse people, this deal is simply not a good deal!
"Holy Son, you must accept that treasury."
Mo Chou saw that his face was flushed and he was so excited that he didn't know what to do. When he finally said such a sentence, he immediately felt funny.
At the same time, I sighed in my heart, as expected, people who read a lot always think differently from ordinary people and regard money as dirt.
When everyone around them saw the two people talking so speculatively for a while, they all looked at the two people as if they were fools and felt that they couldn't understand.
Karls, who was driving, felt a chill in his heart when he saw that the Holy Son actually included the mayor of the city, Moses, in the Southern Tribe.
The treasury was indeed hopeless.
Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Mo Zhi remembered what the female security guard Kasa had just asked him, and felt that he should pay attention to this person. He reached out and wiped the "warehouse" and turned around:
"Kasha, this is a bullet for you, please replenish the ammunition."
Kasha: "..."
This person has really ignored me for so long.
Now I finally remember myself.
"It should be the caliber of your rifle." Mo Zhi added.
Kasha looked at the bullet in his hand and nodded blankly:
"That's right."
Reaching out to take the bullet, Kasha breathed a sigh of relief, filled the magazine of the rifle, and then said thank you to Mo Chou.
Seeing the smile on the face of the Holy Son of Hesse becoming more and more cheerful, Kasha pondered for a few seconds and couldn't help but ask:
"Holy Son, if the devil boy appears again..."
Mozhi waved his hand and smiled confidently:
"Don't worry, I'll take him down."
Kasha opened her mouth, but still couldn't ask further, which would make it appear that she doubted the Son's confidence.
Mo Cai knew from her expression that she didn't believe it and laughed:
"She's just a white-level contractor and can't afford to make any waves."
"This Holy Son walks the world on behalf of the Ox God. To be honest with you, the purpose of this Holy Son coming to Calcutta this time is this devil boy."
Everyone looked at the companions around them in shock, and saw horrified expressions on each other's faces.
The Holy Son of Jesus came to Calcutta, a city already occupied by the dead, for the sake of the devil boy?
As soon as these words came out, everyone felt at ease at the same time. Since the purpose of the Holy Son's coming was the Demon Boy, he must be confident in defeating the opponent.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be to die? How could such a beautiful saint be so stupid?
Karls, who was driving, felt cold again when he heard this.
Just a white-level contractor...
That shows that this Holy Son really doesn't take the Bai level seriously. Hey, I am also a Bai level.
Don't have any evil intentions, it is indeed right.
Just when he was sighing in his heart, he suddenly saw the scene in front of him, and the switch on his foot was immediately released.
The passenger car suddenly lost power, and everyone in the car, including himself, leaned forward suddenly.
Karls' eyes widened in horror, and he looked out the car window at what was at the end of his sight, suddenly awakened.
He looked around, and what he saw was the bridge across the river in Calcutta.
At this time, the truck was driving on the bridge, and on the other side of the bridge, there were densely packed dead people.
They, no, it should be said that they surrounded the other side of the bridge, as if they were waiting for the truck to come.
This mist-like green light was emitting from the mouth and nose of each deceased person, and a green line was dotted in the darkness, as if a green cordon had been opened at the end of the bridge.
Originally, Karls had been paying attention to the situation outside. At this time, the truck was already a giant beast driving on the road. Although he encountered many scattered dead people in the way, he could easily knock these dead people away without slowing down at all.
Even under the overwhelming force of the truck, he, as the driver, could not feel the slightest shock when it hit the deceased.
After that, he listened to the speculative chat between Son of Jesus and Mayor Moses in the carriage, and he relaxed his vigilance for a moment.
When the truck drove onto the bridge, he felt something was wrong. He seemed to have subconsciously ignored something. He was just concentrating on listening to the movements of the people in the car without thinking about it.
Who knew that so many dead people were already gathering on the other side of the bridge!
The actions of the dead should be scattered. There are so many dead people acting in unison and waiting...
Carlston suddenly shouted:
"Demon boy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the "green line" at the bridgehead moved.
The green warning line suddenly seemed to disperse, turning into countless beating light spots.
On the ground illuminated by the headlights, the dead rushed toward the truck.
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