It is not enough to deal with smart people with empty promises. If possible, Xiboril wants to help the friendly employee find his sister, and then it is best to be able to hold the sister hostage so that the brother, uh, no, is to be kind to others, Make people grateful and loyal.
This is the correct idea that a commander should have!
"Do you think I'm idle?"
Wu Ke looked at the wolf's ears and asked seriously.
[Isn’t it? 】
Xiboril blinked, but did not dare to say this.
The boy mostly gave her the impression of being a hands-off shopkeeper. Every time she saw him after the discipline plan started, he had either just returned from fighting or was on his way to fight.
Anyway, every time they see each other, it is basically related to fighting, but Xiboril does not think that the intensity of the fighting here can cause trouble to a guy who is so powerful that he can be called a humanoid monster.
Dealing with some of the garrisons in the mine is probably no more difficult for this person than eating and drinking. And if it weren't for the fact that most of the time, the opponent is pursuing the goal of defeating the enemy without causing damage and capturing the enemy alive, maybe this difficulty will be even lower. Arrival and breathing A level of air.
"Then what do you do on weekdays?"
Xiboril was indeed a little curious as to what this person was doing when he was not fighting. After the disciplinary plan started, the three elders within their organization all needed to be responsible for part of the plan, and they were all busy with their own affairs, but... They don’t know much about each other’s specific situations.
Just like herself, in addition to transmitting intelligence information from the military headquarters in a timely manner, she also directed the members of the Enno clan to transport supplies to the guerrillas for business, and she also quietly set up a spy organization. Things like that.
Wu Ke thought about it seriously and replied: "Except for cooperating with your inducement plan in the past few days, I have to play the role of a guerrilla or a member of the disciplinary team every day, beating people everywhere to solve some difficult mines... "
[Well, yes, this is exactly what I thought! 】
Xiboril nodded in his mind.
"Besides this, I also have to find targets to rob the rich and give to the poor, and I also have to resettle those infected who were rescued from the mines and chose to stay in the guerrillas..."
As the number of infected people in the guerrillas increases, and a large number of victims who have just been rescued and are strangers to each other gather together, it is very easy for some bad and extreme thoughts to breed.
The propagandists, who were founded not long ago and are not many in number. Their main job is to channel people's resentment. They are simply too busy. Sometimes they even encounter some thorny guys, even if Bozokas is there to help. , but still occasionally need his help.
In addition to these internal problems, the real stronghold of the guerrillas, a small town built inside the snowfield, can accommodate a viable population that is gradually reaching saturation.
Recently, Wu Ke has been working on expanding his survival base and reclaiming some of the relatively few wastelands in the snowfield that are suitable for human habitation.
Most of those places are snow-capped mountains covered with ice and snow all year round, and what he wants to do is to change the natural environment of those places.
To be honest, he was able to do this with the power of SB, but don't forget that the natural environment will continue to be repaired, so the cleared space has been going back and forth between the man-made environment and the natural environment, which is a headache.
"I came out this time to ask you about the Origin Stone device that specializes in transforming the environment. I heard Bodrokas said on behalf of the old man that the Ursus Empire seems to have this kind of black technology."
[Change the natural environment? ! 】
Everyone in Xiboril was dumbfounded. If the snowfield environment could be easily changed, would the Ursus Empire still need to launch war in the other three directions?
However, Xiboril had really heard of that kind of device that changed the environment, but it was not the Originium technology product of the Ursus Empire, but a luxury device passed down from Victoria.
That thing is usually an item used by some stylish nobles in their own gardens. It plays a similar role to a greenhouse, but its effect is better than that of a greenhouse. It is so good that it can directly change the environment of a certain area.
"In the past, when my father was still alive, I thought about buying this thing for the clan, but in the end I had no choice but to give up. There is no other reason than that the price of the thing is too expensive."
"Even with the money I have available now, I can't afford that thing?"
Wu Ke frowned and asked.
"I can afford it, but I can only buy a small one."
"How small."
"The scope of effect is about the size of a small mine."
Xiboril gestured. This was what her father wanted to buy, so she knew a little bit about the market.
"It's so small, but it should be enough as a foothold in the environment. Military advisor, do you think it would be cheaper in the country of origin? Or, do you know where such a device is readily available? It's best if the owner is not a good person. Okay. Would you like me to take it apart... and borrow it?"
Wu Ke coughed slightly in the middle and changed his words to say all the words.
[Good guy, it’s not enough for this person to be a treasury thief. Now he wants to tear down the house, take away the Origin Stone equipment, and take it back? 】
Xiboril looked at the young man with a strange look, coughed slightly and said: "I don't know where it comes from, but if you want to own such a thing privately, there is probably only one person in the north who has it, and that is Nicono. Marquis Husband."
"Is he a good man?"
"A neutral mediator, a conciliatory guy, is not a good person."
Although Xibolier's understanding of the Marquis was only superficial, the aristocratic class in the north were actually almost the same, and there was not much difference.
"That's good."
Wu Ke felt relieved. Prostitution for free from bad guys was his favorite thing as a messenger of justice.
"Where is it, I mean, the terraforming device."
"In the city where the Marquis Palace is located, it is on top of a mobile city."
"Mobile City?"
"Don't you know about mobile cities?"
“Sounds like a city that could move.”
"Indeed, that's a city that can move."
Natural disasters in the world of Terra are more likely to occur in areas with high concentration of Source Stone energy. For example, cities where Source Stone has been industrialized to a certain extent are often places where natural disasters are prone to break out.
There are big and small natural disasters. The small ones are like the blizzard we saw on the snowfield, and the big ones can easily destroy a city.
In order to cope with this, people in this world invented the Originium Engine, loaded it on a giant mobile tile, and built a city capable of migration.
However, this technology of moving cities has only become popular in this world in the past two hundred years.
In the past, people would abandon disaster-stricken cities and escape, then go back to rebuild the cities after the natural disaster was over, or choose another place to build a new settlement.
Listening to Siboril's description of the mobile city, Wu Ke's eyes gradually brightened. If he could borrow a mobile city by the way...
However, he gave up this idea after hearing that the northern boundary of the mobile city only had single digits and there were ordinary aborigines there.
Based on what he has seen, Wu Ke can only say that the conflict between ordinary people and infected people is very deep. So deep that if a bunch of infected people want to live in ordinary people's urban homes, ordinary people will definitely rise up and resist. situation occurs.
"According to the last migration, Ninor City should be here now." Xibolier took a map of the northern border and pointed to a place on it that was at least more than a hundred kilometers away from the current place in a straight line.
"Thanks."
After thanking him, Wu Ke was about to return the same way, but before he could leave the room, Xiboril reached out and grabbed his wrist.
"You haven't even helped me with my work yet?"
Xiboril pointed to the information files on the desktop, revealing his full schedule on the other side, and inadvertently mentioned that he was a poor man who was suffering and in urgent need of help from others.
Wu Ke's lips moved, but he could not say any words of rejection to the wolf's ears. He picked up the information on the table and read it. It showed traces of the sale of a girl who was sold in a slum.
There is not much information, it can be said to be scarce, and it is very old. Some records are even a little vague. The only thing that can be clearly known is that the other party seemed to be sold to a place called 'Lopez City' and fell into 'Moz' , in the hands of an unknown person or organization.
Well, the price was more than 3,000 Longmen coins, twelve years later.
"With this kind of information, you want me to find someone?"
Wu Ke was a little confused.
"What do you take me for, a famous detective? Let me tell you, the messenger of justice is not omnipotent."
"But you can fly, you can monitor the movements of an entire city, and if you want to find people most efficiently, no one is better than you."
"Believe me, as long as you treat those rats hiding in the city's stinking ditches more roughly and threaten their lives to tell you the truth, you will soon get useful information."
Hiboril said.
"Okay, I'll find it."
Wu Ke had no intention of refusing this.
"However, I may not be able to find someone."
Wu Ke put the ugly words first. He has discovered that human power has its limits, even as a SB, especially when he encounters problems that cannot be solved with pure force.
For example, he cannot conjure survival supplies and money out of thin air, nor can he directly change the discrimination of ordinary people in this world against infected people, as well as the resentment and anger of infected people towards ordinary people.
Personal justice is very simple, but team justice is very complex, which makes him feel his own limit as a messenger of justice, but he still chooses complex team justice for a simple reason.
Rescuing others and leaving them alone is tantamount to rescuing domestic animals that are about to be slaughtered, and then placing them in a more cruel wild natural environment, allowing them to survive by natural selection.
This was not what he said, but what Bodrokas said to him. Although describing people as domestic animals made the boy feel uncomfortable, Wu Ke had to admit that what Bodrokas said on behalf of the old man was indeed correct. .
. . . .
"Eno, what is this book about?"
“Ah, I read it and brought it to you.
I think you will like Sasha, this book is about ideals. "
"ideal?"
"Um."
"What ideal does Ino have?"
"...Ideals, I don't know, can I also have ideals?"
"Of course, why not!"
"Ah, it's early, I should go home..."
"Don't you want to go home?"
"I do not want to go home."
"But Ino, you said that if you don't go home, your father will beat you...
See you tomorrow, we can still meet again tomorrow. "
"I know, I'll leave the bread and books here."
"..."
"Sasha, I don't want to leave, it hurts so much, and I will be beaten if I go back now."
"..."
"Then tomorrow comes, if you get beaten, just hit me."
"ah?
Hahaha, Sasha, did you fight with them and get hit in the head?
You still have injuries, so many injuries. "
"That's the only way someone will know that you're in pain, at least someone will know."
"Well, I know what you're thinking, but I won't."
"If those kids still bully you on the road, just tell me and I will beat them all down!"
"I know, see you tomorrow, I will come here again tomorrow to sing to you!"
"Well, see you tomorrow."
In a dirty sewer, a white-haired little boy with scars on his face emerged from the sewer opening. It was clear that he was very happy, but after approaching a building, his happy expression gradually faded away. Silence continues until it disappears completely.
His father would always beat him. Regardless of whether he was drunk or not, as soon as he felt unhappy or found a suitable reason, he would mercilessly take off the belt from his waist and whip him so hard that he fell down in pain. Holding the head.
It hurt, really hurt, so he tried his best to be a good boy and follow the wishes of his father and other family elders.
But he really, really couldn't help but go see Sasha, who was his only friend who would not bully him, would even protect him, and was willing to chat with him. The two of them always had something in common to talk about, about books. or the group of people who bullied him.
The closer he got to home, a strange smile appeared on the little boy's face. That smile was not because of happiness, but more like a stress reaction after stress. It seems that a book he read said that a smile can Bringing strength, and then he smiled, just before being beaten.
"I want to know the news about Notsa. You'd better not fool me. There have been many people who have fooled me along the way. I'm grabbing your face now and crushing it until your head explodes. If you don't want to change, If you turn into a headless corpse, you'd better tell me the truth."
Something was wrong. His father, who usually liked to use a belt to show off his power, was now being held by a man in black robes at the door of the house, and his whole body was lifted up.
Ino hid on the street corner and watched.
"Sir, I really don't know who Notsa you are talking about. Please don't kill me."
His father's voice was trembling, just like when he was beaten on a daily basis. Some funny thoughts suddenly appeared in Ino's mind. Is that man in black robe his father's [father]? The one who can whip people with a belt?
