"That one was ...... just now"

"I don't know him well! It's just that we happened to do a mission together, and this guy is a bastard who doesn't work hard, just a drag oil bottle! ”

Mistre clearly has a lot of criticism of Rolle, and because of certain experiences, she has a deep hatred for men who like to run trains with their mouths full of mouths, but have no real skills.

Rare's eyes flickered, and on the surface, the other party was just a flashy, nonsense, and petty character.

But this kind of exaggerated person may also hide some kind of inner personality, and the external manifestation of neuroticism often acts as a spiritual barrier, hiding the inner character of the other party.

If that's the case, I'm afraid the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Either way, it's better to keep an eye on it.

"Mr. Robert, lend us some rye flour, our rye has been looted by the wanderers, and when the rye is ripe next season, we will pay you back!"

Riel glanced to the side of the road and saw what appeared to be a farmer's plantation that had been looted by wanderers, and the family had no food and was borrowing food from the neighbors.

Mr. Robert shook his head and sighed with a grimace.

"Cory, we don't have much food left at home, what if one day our crops are looted by the damned wanderers? Alas......"

Tears of despair welled up in Cory's eyes, and he clenched the child's hand and pleaded.

"Please, we still have to pay living expenses for the rest of our assets, and if we don't have a legal residence, our family will become a fifth-class citizen!"

"This ...... Alas, we are afraid too! ”

Rare hears a lot of similar conversations along the way, and it's clear that Gidgica's gang of wanderers aren't fuel-efficient lamps.

After all, people are not machines, and even machines need energy, but people must have just the right meal.

The wanderers in the underground ruins have little productive capacity, and without their identity cards, they are no longer eligible to trade in the Federation.

As a result, the nearby Novis plantation had to pay for an additional few hundred people.

However, Riel's observational ability estimated that this amount of food was only a drizzle for the entire Novis plantation.

The Plant Federation, which is particularly developed on the biotechnology side, has a strong grain production capacity.

Rye is not only large and full-grained, densely grown, with an amazing yield per acre, but also a six-season crop.

Riel estimated that its food production level had reached the level of the legendary period of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom.

But even so, once the peasants are plundered, they will still be instantly reduced to the predicament of bankruptcy.

In a world where social contribution is measured by asset points, the cost of survival is filtered out of the inferior genes of not being diligent enough to make enough dedication.

Once the fourth-class citizen goes bankrupt and is unable to pay the living expenses of the legal residence of the terrestrial world, he will be eliminated by the society and demoted to the next class of fifth-class citizens, and there will be no future from there.

"Okay, but I can only borrow you food for three days, and I can't get any more."

Finally, Robert was still moved by the other party, and Corey trembled and moved.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Robert, you are ......"

"Stop! Do you know what you're doing? This is the Federation of Civilized Plantian Order, and what you have done is simply disgrace civilization!"

At that moment, a passing Order let out a stern reprimand, just in time to stop the ugly scene that was unfolding.

The family of three and Robert trembled with fear, and for the sake of the family's future, Corey dared to step forward and tremble.

"Order, Order, rank ...... There seems to be no provision in the law of order that you can't borrow ......"

"Shut up! You vile, lazy, shameful parasite! You don't have the heart to understand the Law of Order at all!' Do your duty, work hard', and if you do it, you can't go hungry at all! If you try to steal the fruits of other people's labor to make a living, it proves that you are not working well at all and dedicating your value to the Union!"

Doug the Order, who is proficient in the law of order, seems to have a deep understanding of the essence of it, and sharply reprimands the foolish people who fail to recognize their mistakes.

Corey burst into tears and whimpered.

"No...... No, I don't have a day off all year round, I work all the way on the plantations, working hard for the construction of the Federation of Order, just ......"

"Stop quibbling!"

Hearing this, Hunter the Order was furious, as if he had heard a great rebellion, and said righteously.

"Do you want to say that the Order Federation will starve the hard-working people? You brute dare to openly flout the law of order and smear the dignity of the Federation of Order, give me ...... now"

Just as he was about to raise the stick and enforce the rights and obligations given to him by the Law of Order, his keen insight felt a hint of terror.

I saw a girl with a green rattan medal on her chest, looking at him "kindly".

Hunter heard the news that the Order had been beaten in the street, so he rushed to this area to take a look, and it happened to be this scene.

Looking at Mister's bloodstained rod and the medal on his chest, he slowly lowered the big stick he raised high, and the "go to death" that was about to come to his mouth became "reflect well, there is no next time!".

Then he snorted coldly, took two steps, and quickly disappeared from Mist's sight.

Mister's face was pale, and there was uncontrollable anger in her eyes, but because Riel was walking by her side, she had been suppressing her emotions and not flareing up.

"The peasants are pitiful, the wanderers are hateful, aren't they?"

Coldly, Riel suddenly said this, and Mister's plane head shook for a moment, and he didn't react for a while.

"Huh? Ruierjun, you ...... Do you think so too? You're a good guy......"

"It makes no difference."

Riel interrupts Mister's wishful thinking and unceremoniously states the facts.

Mister's eyes narrowed, revealing a rebellious gaze, a little unconvinced.

"Nonsense! How can they be the same! The peasants are the toiling laborers, and the wanderers are a bunch of thieves and robbers parasites! ”

Riel shook his head and elaborated calmly.

"They're all people who can't change the status quo."

"If you were born in the Federation of Order, were indoctrinated with all kinds of ideas about the law of order, and could only receive education in agriculture from an early age, and did not have amazing talent and access to other educational channels, would you also be a law-abiding and diligent farmer?"

Mistre hesitated, a little upset, she thought she should do something more meaningful, but she still had something to say under Ryel's premise.

"It should be......"

Riel nodded and continued.

"So, if you have been a wanderer since you were a child, without legal status, without access to education and access to technology and means of production, all the fruits of your labor will not be protected, and you may be killed by the Order at any time, will you also hide underground and survive by stealing food?"

With his eyes flickering, Mistre gritted his teeth and thought for a moment, and retorted.

"Isn't there still a 'grey population resettlement center'? This is a chance to turn a new ......"

Hearing this, Riel had to sigh that the other party was wronged.

"Oh? Would you like to be a slave? ”

"Nonsense, death is impossible!"

Riel said bluntly.

"That's good, do you think you will be so kind to do this kind of public welfare? Will the Federation of Order go to great lengths to accommodate these inferior citizens who have been eliminated by it? Let's be honest, the so-called 'grey population resettlement centers' are where human traffickers trade grey people. ”

Hearing these bloody facts, Miste was momentarily incredulous.

"What?!......

But in connection with what she had seen and heard before, and the role of Riel's [expression], she felt that what Riel said should be the truth.

Riel sighed and looked at the gray sky.

"You are still too young, and it is easy to look only at the appearance and not think about the inner essence of things, and it is easy to be guided and used in this way."

"Think more, after all, players are people who can change the status quo in the game world......"