"Why did the captain let us come here to station, it's so hot during the day, so cold at night, and there is no air conditioning..."

"Who knows, but it's better to get out of that place, and you don't have to look at Colonel Hierro's stinky face." When it got dark, the team members sat around the campfire and chatted with each other after eating.

As for Marx's plan to cast a wide net and catch more fish, it did not go very smoothly, and the village chief politely rejected it on the grounds that he was not familiar with other villages.

Marx didn't say anything about this, he wasn't in a hurry, he hadn't gained the trust of the village chief and the villagers, it would take time.

And this night, the village chief's house also lit candles for the night, and several people discussed it at the village chief's house for a night, not knowing what they were discussing.

In the next few days, Marx's team completely became a member of the villagers, helping to work together to improve the lives of the villagers, and the villagers' attitude towards Marx's team became better and better.

At least, the people who are out of the label of the Red Satin Army, so that they see the Marx team, will not think of the Red Satin Army at the first time, and then feel fear and disgust.

The blue-haired Lanki has become the image ambassador of the Marx team, and is deeply loved by the villagers.

Although the progress of Marx's tasks has risen and fallen, on the whole, it is in a state of steady increase.

It is worth mentioning that this village is really very backward, it is completely the life of the ancient people, splitting wood to burn fire, lighting fire for cooking, etc., without any electrical appliances, no lights, all used candles or torches to light, and the roads are muddy.

Not only this village, but also other villages in the world, are generally very backward.

Although Marx has never been to a city-level city, he has been to some county-level towns, and the residents of the small towns live very modern lives, with electrical appliances, vending machines, trams, etc., and the roads are all repaired and very smooth.

Even, there is even a hovercar, which is very black technology, but the speed of the hovercar is not very fast, it is just faster than the speed of ordinary people.

This is true in small towns, and the situation in big cities is definitely more advanced in people's lives.

However, it can also be seen from here how big the gap between the rich and the poor in this world is, and how difficult it is for the poor proletariat like the villagers to live.

However, Marx's ability is limited, and he cannot change the world, so he can only do what he can, for example, to make the people of this village live a better life and feel the light and heat of communism.

A few days later, Marx's plan to cast a wide net soon made a breakthrough.

Before Marx could take action and spread the glory of communism in other villages, refugees from several villages came here to ask for help, and they could not survive.

To put this matter into account, Marx had to thank Colonel Hierro.

A few days ago, Colonel Hierro turned around the nearby villages, smashed them, and the soldiers took a lot of things, because they didn't have enough water, so they snatched a lot of water by the way.

Water is nothing to the Red Satin Army, but to the villagers of this area, water is incomparably precious.

In the past few days, the weather has not been beautiful, there has been no rain, the sun is exposed, many nearby villages are going to be unable to survive, and many people have been seriously short of water and collapsed unconscious.

Therefore, the villagers who can move the village are trying to find ways to get water.

Seeing this, Marx resolutely offered to help, and let these refugees who asked for help lead the way and go to their villages to save people.

However, the label of the Red Satin Army has a bad impression in the hearts of the villagers, which is too profound.

These refugees, seeing the red satin army on Marx and others, 'R· R' said, showing a look of fear and fear, and he didn't even dare to come out.

In the end, it was the old village chief who came forward to appease these refugees who asked for help, and made guarantees for Marx and others, proving that Marx and others were different from other red satin troops.

Subsequently, Marx's team dispersed, each leading the team, to rescue the refugees' villages.

"Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, Little Soldier, how many people would have died, and how many villages would have become deserted villages." Seeing the help of Marx's team, the old village chief sighed.

"Poor people, I've always wanted to help them." Marx was also full of emotion.

"Little Master Jun, I've always wanted to ask, why are you helping us?" The village chief hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Huh? There's no why, just wanting to help. ”

"And, I'm not afraid of the old man's jokes, I want to change the Red Satin Army, I even want to change the world, this world is really... It's cruel," Marx said.

"Can you talk to the old man?" The village chief said.

"I'm actually an orphan, I grew up with my sister, not my own sister, we are not related by blood, I picked it up by her."

"The life of an orphan is really not easy, but my sister has always tried to protect me, she will give me food as soon as she steals it, she will not cry when she is beaten, and she will keep me behind when she encounters hooligans and prevent me from getting hurt." Marx said, a look of remembrance flashing in his eyes.

The things that Marx said were all real, he fused the memories of this body, and as Marx recounted, the memories of his childhood became clearer and clearer, as if he had felt it personally, and his voice became heavy.

"Actually, I'm lucky compared to others." Marx said.

"Little Junye, your sister is a very kind person." The village chief nodded.

"Hehe, yes, a very kind person..."Hearing the village chief's words, Marx subconsciously recalled that Violet held a gun to the picture on the chin of the goat doctor, and Marx's expression became a little subtle.

"So, I want to change all this, I don't want other children to suffer, my childhood, I want people not to live desperately for food, for water, for survival, people shouldn't worry about eating and drinking, they should pursue their dreams, they should pursue the life they want."

"To build a society in which all people are equal, free from class, without exploitation and oppression, and in which human beings can achieve self-emancipation, and in the face of enemies, everyone can unite as one..."

"That kind of world sounds beautiful, but it's impossible to achieve." The village chief shook his head and sighed.

"If you don't try it and work hard once, how do you know that you can't do it or achieve it?"

"Give up before you can do it, that's a loser, I don't want to be a loser, even if I fail in the end, as long as I work hard, I won't regret it." Marx's tone was firm.