Leaving the slipway, Racharle looked up again to see the clouds of steel overhead.

For the workers who lived in the lower classes, Fleet City was already oppressive. The city spreads along the canyon, the sky is squeezed into the middle, and a floating castle hangs above it.

It was Mosmut's flagship fort, which was only the size of a fist at first, and it wasn't very much of an eyesore. Now it has expanded to the size of a human head, and a slight look up is like pressing on the eye mask, and I feel a headache when I look at it.

Now it is no longer a headache, countless warships, large and small, are spread out around the flagship fort, layer upon layer, obscuring the sky. From time to time, the warships take off and land, like sea monsters swimming, bringing tangible and invisible impacts, and the sunlight is also uncertain, and the canyon seems to become a deep sea, which is extremely suffocating.

"One more Marquis, three more Earl......"

The Imperial warships had been assembled at the Flagship Fort since five days ago, and although special workers had been arranged to count them, Racharle still had to count them himself, otherwise he would not know the bottom of his heart.

The battleships were now stacked on several levels, spread from kilometers to heights that were difficult to see with the naked eye, and the assembly area was far beyond the visual range. However, the Marquis class, which resembles a swan, and the earl, which resembles a crow, are parked in the airspace closest to the flagship fort, allowing Rascharre to see the latest changes.

In this way, there are eight Marquis-class ships and forty-three Earl-class ships.

There are too many viscounts and barons to count. The figures confirmed yesterday by the workers were ninety-four and one hundred and seventy-eight, of which one-third were freeship motherships, and counting the Marquis and Earl class, it was estimated that there were more than two thousand combat airships.

Racial's breathing became even harder, this is really a terrifying fleet, the floating fleet of the legendary First Age Magic Empire, this is what it looks like.

Therefore, the strike plan that had already been organized to forty slipways was withdrawn one after another after the arrival of the Imperial warships, and Rachar could understand it.

But now a new situation has emerged......

Mosmut probably felt that there was such a fleet in the sky over Fleet City, and no matter what he did, the workers would not dare to resist, so the things that were originally announced, including the increase in subsidies, the improvement of work and living conditions, etc., were not mentioned, and even the existing subsidies were discounted.

Mosmut made concessions on the term of the contract, and those who were willing to leave could leave immediately, but this article contained evil intentions. The well-wishers on the foreman and overseer floor revealed that the order for the floating ships in Fleet City, whether it was Mosmut's or Zold's, was soon to be completed. After that, they won't have so many indentured laborers, and they're preparing to evict them.

Racharre's heart is as bright as a mirror, when there is an order, he uses a contract to force the workers to stay, and when there is no order, he uses all kinds of means to drive people out, and the master of the workshop is really a virtue.

For workers, especially indentured workers, the situation is now dire.

If you don't take action, when the slipway is out of business, everyone will lose their jobs. In addition to building floating ships, Fleet City simply has no more industries to accommodate the empty workers. When the time comes, not to mention food, even the housing can only be driven to the shanty area above the canyon to solve it by itself.

But when it comes to action, the fleet above you is not a mirage. Hundreds of warships, more than 100,000 and 200,000 soldiers on their heads, what else can they do?

I hope the tutor can give the answer......

Thinking of his mentor Trizt, Rachar quickened his pace, and his heart warmed up.

Fortunately, the mentor was well-informed and well-informed, and when the first batch of warships had just arrived at the flagship fort, he persuaded the representatives of each slipway to calm down and understand the situation before making a decision. Otherwise, some anxious workers will make noise, and things will be difficult to clean up.

Entering the temple of life in the depths of the alley, it was the old dwarf who opened the door.

Entering the silent barrier in the depths, the representatives of the slipway were arguing again.

"Without orders for battleships, yachts, and repairs, it is impossible for Mosmut and Zelder to close their workshops. ”

"This is still an opportunity! We will unite the skilled workers, and when the time comes, if Mosmut wants to keep us, he will not want to use the current treatment. ”

"Those guys who have no skills, no brains, and no guts, what do they have but to put their strength into account? Just expect us to take the lead and help them, why should you consider them? Let them fend for themselves!"

This is a representative of the brains and the wisdom of the craft, and no longer regard himself and other workers as the same kind of people.

Rachard was furious and about to make a reproach, when the others took the lead.

"Then what are you doing here with the Mentor? Lick Mosmut's shoes and beg him to take him in, even if you don't give him food and shelter!"

"What can we do without these people standing behind us? a small group of guards can take us away and make us die silently!"

"Are you in such a hurry to be a traitor?Mentor, I think you should check them out, there must have been someone who has become a spy of the workshop master!"

Rachard nodded in agreement, and some of them shouted excitedly. Some said that the slipway representatives should be cleaned up first, others said that a tight organization must be established, and everyone must be strictly examined, and some people raised their arms and shouted that there would be no way out if they did not take action.

"Instead of waiting for Mosmut to drive us out and die of thirst, starvation, and sickness, let's take up arms and smash the slipway so that he can taste the pain too!"

When someone shouted like that, Lachar wanted to kick him out.

You don't want to live anymore, everyone still wants to live!

"Mentor ......"

He couldn't help but greet Trizter, who was drooping his head, as if he was meditating, and like he was dozing.

"Oh, Razal, you're here......"

Trizter looked up, coughed a few times, and waved his hand for a while before everyone quieted down.

"In the past, I have always emphasized that life is the most important thing, and I think so now. ”

The old wise man said, "Also, all the co-workers, all those who suffer, are equal. ”

"If someone breaks free from suffering, then what he should do is to go back and reach out to his former partner and pull it out as much as he can, instead of standing in another group and being separated from everyone. ”

"There are indeed such people, and after this meeting, everyone should stop coming here to look for me, and someone has already reported to the sheriff that I am here to organize thugs to do evil things. ”

"I don't know exactly who it is, but it should be among the people who didn't come today. ”

The old wise man looked at Rachard and said with relief and guilt: "I'm sorry, Racial, I used to doubt you, but you came. ”

Racharre's heart stirred, and he was glad that he had held on to his conscience in the face of temptation. The foreman once approached him about the underground assembly, and claimed that if he provided accurate information, he would be able to give him ten Imperial gold coins. That's a lot of money, and he's going to have to earn it for seven or eight years.

He scolded with the delegates, those people were so bad that the soles of their feet were pus!

"The situation is very urgent......

The old man said, "The construction of the Fleet City is coming to an end, and the workers gathered here will become a burden to the workshop owners, who will not pay attention to the contract, and will definitely drive the workers away when the time comes." ”

"You have all been lured and even forced out of the countryside and mountains, and your fields, livestock, and houses have either been used to pay for the passage or have been occupied by nobles and others. You can't go back to your hometown and live on your own. ”

The sighs came and went, and the words went to everyone's hearts. At first, they were all confused by the prospect of the indentured laborers, and they came out of their hometowns. In order to get to Fleet City, a place "full of work", they sold their family property, and even owed countless debts, and there was no way back for a long time.

The old wise man said again: "Besides, no one wants to go back to the old days, right?"

Everyone didn't speak, but a hundred people agreed in their hearts.

Although the Fleet City is hard, the work is tiring and the pay is poor, and you can't earn a few coppers, but there is still a world of difference compared to the past days.

Although the food was poor, they no longer had to worry about not having enough to eat, and starving to death was inconceivable to the workers of Fleet City.

Although the house is in tatters, there are still a number of people crowded together, but it will not be the same as before, and there will be no place to live as soon as the wind and rain come.

You can only get a few coppers a month, don't look shabby, in the past, you couldn't see a single copper for a whole year. Because there is nothing to sell, and no one to buy and sell. And each of these coppers can be exchanged for a pot of beer that will never be drunk in the countryside.

What's more, there are so many people here that I can't count them, and the benefits of this are even more.

First of all, he has a long insight, no longer a hillbilly who doesn't know anything, and is honestly afraid when he sees a knight apprentice, and has never even seen magic crystal powder.

The warships that soar in the sky are all built by their hands little by little. All kinds of weapons, materials, and magic equipment on it, if you take it out, it's enough to brag for half a lifetime.

As for the characters or something, the overseers they usually come into contact with are all transcendentals, and the boss is a legendary magician who stomps his feet and the entire empire will shake.

With insight, it is no longer a hillbilly who can look down on anyone and deceive.

There is also an advantage to having more people, there are both men and women in the workers here, and women can be found even if they are crooked melons and cracked dates. Unlike in the countryside, no matter what it looks like, first of all, there are few women, and secondly, there is no choice.

Another benefit is potential, although the current life is hard, there are always countless role models to inspire them, as long as there is luck/willingness to endure hardship/use their brains, there is a chance to be rich. When the workers usually chat, at least half of the time is spent talking about who has changed in which slipway.

As long as they stay in Fleet City, they will integrate into this world that is changing all the time, and it also brings them hope, looking forward to those good changes falling on them.

Even if they could go back to their hometowns and start over, not many people would want to.

How can this be done now to be kicked out!?

In the small space, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the old wise man said again: "If there is no order, the decline of Fleet City is inevitable, and everyone must not force the workshop owner to raise people in vain." ”

"Since Fleet City doesn't have a chance, why don't you go somewhere else? Although you have only built floating ships, this experience can also be used to build floating cars and magic guide cars that run on the ground, and other professions are also competent. ”

"Near Emerald Castle, far Tangus, Norton, Sachiton, there are many opportunities. Countless magic workshops have sprung up in various cities of the Empire, making all kinds of tools, and workers like you are very popular. ”

It's a path, and it's been considered by everyone, but there are huge problems.

Racharle smiled bitterly: "Those of us who are old or skilled workers may be able to afford the journey, but other workers can't. Moreover, when you go to a new city, you can't find a job right away, and you have to prepare for room and board expenses for a while. ”

The old wise man sighed: "Most of you are indentured laborers, and if the workshop owner terminates the contract early, it stands to reason that they should pay these expenses. ”

The eyes of Racharle and many others lit up, and they found a new direction in their struggle.

The old wise man nodded: "The master of the workshop will definitely not take the initiative to compensate, this does require a struggle." ”

He continued, "Some will stay in Fleet City, some will go to other cities, and many will not be deedmen. If you want to fight, you have to twist everyone into a rope, so I agree with you to build a tighter organization. ”

"But remember that the purpose of this organization is not to fight for the sake of fighting, but to fight for all workers...... Reasonable, legitimate, and the interests of the workshop owners have room to make concessions. ”

The delegates nodded their heads, and Rachar shouted, "Of course, this organization must be led by a mentor!

The old wise man smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not suitable, after all, I'm not one of you." And I've been targeted by Fleet City, and I'm leading you in a way that will divert this organization from where it should be. ”

The others also shouted for a while, hoping that the old wise man would come forward, but the reason was so strong that even Racharle did not insist anymore, only hoping to continue to guide them.

As for the name of the organization, the name "Slipway Guild" was unanimously recognized.

The old wise man Chunchun taught: "First of all, the guild should have a written constitution, so that everyone can understand the purpose and significance of the guild's existence, and determine what things should be done and which ones should be resolutely opposed. ”

"Secondly, you should set up a number of departments, refine what the organization should do to everyone, have clear responsibilities, do things efficiently, and do not fight each other, and turn the organization into a club for aristocrats who just socialize and chat. ”

"Then you have to elect the general leader, and then the leader will elect the heads of the departments. There must be a system for elections and the operation of departments, which must be put into writing and become a consensus among all. Whoever undermines these consensuses is the enemy of the organization. ”

"And then you have to have a fixed amount of money so that you can carry out all kinds of activities. The source of funding cannot be relied on by a single person, let alone with the workshop owner. Therefore, it is best for you to find workers who have joined the guild, and the amount must be set very low so as not to cause a burden to the workers. The bigger the guild grows, the more adequate it becomes. ”

When the old wise man said the terms and conditions related to the organization, the delegates did not feel any resistance at all, but took it for granted.

They are all workers who build floating ships, and although the process is different, they are all used to doing things according to various requirements, and even the schedule must be strictly followed.

They are also very familiar with words, and know that it is more reliable and effective to use words to organize people than to use their mouths to organize people. Before they went to the slipway, they were all organized to learn to read and write, otherwise they would not have been able to read the various notices on the slipway.

Rashar volunteered: "I'll be the clerk of the guild." ”

He felt that he was unlikely to be promoted as a leader as a halfling. Then be a clerk and put into words what the mentor has taught, and use these words to help the leader regulate the organization.

No one objected, and many praised the halfling's dedication to initiative. Although people can read and write, writing is obviously not something they are good at, and not many people want to focus on it.

The "Fleet City Slipway Guild", in the small hall of this underground temple of life, was taught by the political commissar of the Red Stone and Forgotten Forest Work Area, Trizt, and was established.

While everyone was discussing how to elect the first president, the old dwarf brought in another person.

This person was actually wearing the gray uniform of the local legionnaire of the Empire, which frightened everyone, and only after a closer look did they recognize that it was the former representative of slave labor, who escaped from the slipway with the help of Trizt, but did not expect to run away to become a soldier.

"Mentor, it's not good!"

What this man said next made everyone's scalp tingle with shock.

"Fleet City has been sealed off by the Legion, and no one is allowed to leave. ”

"That legendary wizard, the wizard governor Erde Shiros, who specializes in extracting mortal souls to make soul crystals, is in the flagship fort!"

"It is said that he is going to do something earth-shattering, and he has personally said that he is not allowed to let go of any mortal in the fleet city!"

Rachard had never heard of a wizarding governor, but when they came together, even without knowing the slightest bit of background, he had come to a terrible inference that made his legs weak.

The old wise man was silent for a long time, and sighed deeply: "If this is really the case, then everyone should not just fight for compensation, and now we have no way back. ”

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