A long, long time ago, when I first saw that the Western Expeditionary Army had no return to send people back, the commander of the Western Expeditionary Army, Ope Mondridge, initially thought that the other party was winning in magic, so the Western Expeditionary Army could not win no matter what. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But when it came to the critical point of the Battle of Garcia, he witnessed a large number of firearms firing several times or even dozens of times more than the forbidden spell

, he began to dismiss it as magic or anything resembling magic, and this suspicion came to a head when he and the beauties of Elta's north traveled to another world.

For magic and science, two unrelated "sources of power" (reproduced here in the original text of the internal textbook), the Chinese collectively refer to them as "technology". When the former superintendent first saw this word, he saw that his heart was full of joy, and in his opinion, the logic of the Chinese technology that could overcome the church was like the truth for a while, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But a closer look at the other world soon awakened him to the fact that the gap here is not limited to "technology"—or rather, the gap in "technology" stems from a deeper cognitive difference.

In a world ruled by the Church, it is common sense to herd starving refugees (whether they belong to the Bilunar Church or not) in times of famine. Of course, there are so-called "objective reasons" for which food production is far inferior to that of other worlds, but even if there is a surplus in the official warehouse, the bureaucrats whose main action is self-interest will not easily help the refugees -- even the most "objective and cold" cash-for-work is a waste of money and time in their eyes.

This is because these "old-style governments" do not have the need to build and improve infrastructure and various social mechanisms. Yes, better infrastructure can reduce the cost of people and goods movement, boost economic development, and then increase the proportion of tax revenues, increase the cohesion of the people in the country, increase the intensity of governance, and then the science and technology of the country and the people will flourish......

However, although the Avenue of Augustus has benefited for thousands of years, it has been the same for thousands of years. If the emperor does not repair the infrastructure, then his subordinates can only bow their heads and pretend to be cowardly; If the subordinates deliberately jointly dismantle the platform and enrich their own pockets from the crowd, or build infrastructure to damage the bureaucracy's interest chain (changing grain to sea), then it is estimated that the gods of the world will have to make a compromise; And if there is another social turmoil due to the excessive exploitation of the people because of the ineffective implementation, then the same must be finished.

This road has been the way of Shura from the beginning, and the white paper is simply unadorned and unadorned, and the key target of "neither humble nor arrogant" is a sea of swords, mountains and fires, without a little boasting. But Eufe Mondrich knows very well - there are so many countries and so many histories on the two planets, which one has not deviated from this "assura path" for various reasons before falling into the "animal path" and never being able to turn over?

In the decades when the country of "China" fell into such a "beast road", all kinds of saviors came out of nowhere. Then, of course, only one of them won the approval of the people and the final victory. Their million-strong army is not weak, they can besiege the city and cross the river below, but those military-civilian integrated logistics teams that are active in the rear of the battle line are also dazzling, in the final analysis, they do not rely on more sophisticated force than the other side when they start the war, but let the people in the "liberated areas" under their control live a better life.

There are few reasons for the people of Erta to trample on the old empire and the Church of the Two Moons, but one sentence is enough - they will be neither forerunners nor gravekeepers on this path where everyone has the right to pursue happiness.

It was with this thought that Uffy Mondridge quickly understood why the Red Dragon Regiment was able to turn almost the entire continent into a boiling oil pot back then, and the Bilunar Church was still in a hurry to exterminate all these people, leaving no one behind, and it was often so taboo about that history that it often kept silent......

Even if these people came through the portal with spears and broadswords, then they would be able to draw strength from the countless ordinary people in this land, and use this power to defeat the old Elta Empire and the Church of the Two Moons, which is no longer a problem that weapons and technology can overwhelm. The old nobles of Elta could join the bishops of the Church of the Two Moons to cut all the people who rebelled against them in half, but who would be able to squeeze the benefits out of the people then?

And now, in just two days, the Chinese book has completely lost the hearts of the people of the Bimoon Church in its traditional territory, and has lowered its guard against these newcomers, which is not at all expected by Offy Mondrich - he slept exceptionally soundly this night, even when there was no one around.

But just as he went to bed early, there was an undercurrent surging all over the island—the frightened inhabitants leaned out of their doors, whispering opinions and opinions under the light of the pink lamps and spotlights, and the chirping was rarely connected, almost competing with the military song bonfire on the other side of the barracks.

Neither the Marines nor the Vigilantes have stopped these actions - there is no way that the inhabitants are hiding enough powder to unleash deadly magic, and even if they were, they would have been reported (it must not be the ordinary people who are starving like they are now), and they would not have been on the streets of Hanba Island, but should have been held in a prisoner of war camp by the sea.

As a result, the current law and order situation on Banba Island is good, and there is no need for curfew or martial law at all. Moreover, as long as it is supplemented by sufficient exchanges, the fine reputation of military and political cadres personally trained by the Chinese will certainly spread. It may be difficult for one person to compare these good deeds, but when the three of them are in a crowd, it will be clear who is better and more qualified to rule the island and even the Lancas Islands.

"Hey, old Braun, those who go to work during the day, I remember your son also has a share, right?"

The old man, who had just arrived at the lamp, poked his arm at his friend who was leaning on the lamppole - the latter was pointing fingers at a group of old men and women, and he rolled his eyes and hiccuped at the former when he was displeased with the interruption.

"Oh my God, I'm pretty well fed. It seems that the wages are good. Quezerduin, who had been given a blank look by Braun, retorted and began to mock his old friend, "Don't meow him and ignore his friend, tell me what is going on." ”

Thanks to the newly built "Port Peterson", a large number of supplies have been delivered to Banba Island, including solar light groups for road lighting - this light fixture with anti-theft module, which is widely used on the main roads of Elta, can be put into use with a single stable and straightened street light pole, and is now protecting the military roads under the feet of several old aborigines of Lancas, while providing a public place for these old aborigines to communicate.

"What can be the matter, boy, one of his fox friends and dog friends followed his family to board the boat and flee in the first place." Old Braun sighed, as if regretting that he had not sent his distant relatives aboard the ship on the outlying island. "Who would have known that this ship was going to Elta at all - except for that little bastard who served as a soldier in the 'Sujiao Army', but the whole family has entered a factory run by people from another world, and the food, use, housing, and clothing are all better than ours now, and before that!"

Quezeduin was secretly taken aback, but the little abacus in his heart had already made a bright and crisp sound from the abacus - he was already half aware of what he was going to do with his two sons who were not successful.

"Speaking of that little just now, when my son saw him, he said that he actually gained weight and roundness as a soldier, which is completely nothing! - They all said that when his family left the island, even I said that this family would not survive, but the daughter of that family heard that she was rescued and did some work as an inn hostess (hotel waiter) under the hands of people from another world, and even the man was almost ready! ”

Braun said this, and several old men and women who had some "reed sticks" at home immediately began to make calculations. It has been more than half a year since there were no new people in the churches of this half-leaf island to welcome God's grace and become husband and wife, and the fact that women have an expiration date and an expiration date does not change because they are hungry - if you want to "sell" them, you can only rely on the breadwinner of the family to take another job.

"Remuneration, remuneration." Old Kuezeduin's mouth was full of words, and these sudden upheavals on the island burned his heart like a flame, "Old Braun, how is the specific reward?" ”

"Like the proclamation, damn Quezeduin, don't interrupt me every time, you can't change your fifty years of habits?" Braun, who had just talked about his son's missed sister, was about to beat his chest, but he was interrupted by Quizeduin, who naturally gave him another blank look. "And the officer who received them also said that one day if there is a shortage, you can go to their leader to 'complain', their leader is the chief army of the former Western Expeditionary Army, and now he is also walking with the Sujiao Army!"

There was a grunt, which only Quezeduin could hear—it was his own swallowed spit. Just yesterday, he took out his wand, which could be used as a walking stick, and taught his two stupid sons not to listen to the nonsense of people from another world—but white and hot bread is bread, not a temptation of the devil, nor a poison that kills people! Since it was bread enough for the two to eat for a family, why not do it? You must know that even if his Kuize Duin family can hold on without leaving Banye Island, it is also the previous family that is hard to support, and now it is a day without a day!

He could no longer confirm whether this was a "lure of the enemy" from another world. Like most of the parents and adults on the island who heard the news, they didn't have much time to continue listening to the gossip of the well-fed hosts—they had food with the people of another world, with the "Sujiao Army", and this was the fact before them.

The complete discoloration of Half Leaf Island began on the night when Offy Mondrich slept like a dead pig.