"You want to see Chairman Gastens?"

Mark Asimon looked at the foreigner in front of him with a slight surprise. Recently, there have been many people who have come to Elena, and there are also many people who want to see Gastens. However, this was the first foreigner to come to Elena, claiming to be the leader of the revolution and wanting to meet Gastens. He took out a small notebook from his bosom, opened it, asked Cassie Lonergan's name, wrote a few strokes, and put it away again.

"I can't answer you about this, I'll report it to my superiors. Before that, you can follow this group of newcomers to Elena and see how we are doing with Elena. ”

As he said this, Mark Asimon had pride on his face and in his words. Cassie Lonergan envies this pride and yearns for it. He nodded, said goodbye to Mark, and returned to Soderland's side, where he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, a group of about 100 people came next to this small gathering place, all of them wearing the same military uniform as Mark Asimon, and a white cloth was sewn on the left chest, on which were written the words "The First Corps of Military Reclamation". Cassie Lonergan and Soderland did as the soldiers had commanded, and headed deeper into the province of Enspan. After a half-day trek, they came to the eastern side of the city, on the outskirts of Diego. Here, he saw patches of tents and a massive, untold number of people. Most of these people had fled from the border, just like him and Soderland, and Elena seemed to use this as a gathering place for these people, to be managed and redistributed.

Although there were many people, the order of the scene was still in order. Most of the people who arrived here in the early stage have basically completed all the processes and are leaving in batches in the direction they have chosen. The group of Lonergan, who had just arrived, waited until the afternoon to meet government workers who were no longer soldiers in a small open-air square.

"Foreigners?"

Sitting at a row of long connected tables, Elena's staff were dressed in blue, much like military uniforms. Cassie Lonergan nodded, making eye contact with the staff in front of him.

"What did you do before?"

"Workers."

"What kind of job?"

"Doom...... I've worked in a steam factory, and I've worked in a foundry......"

Before Cassie Lonergan finished speaking, he saw the staff in front of him obviously excited, "Have you ever made a steam engine?" That's great! How about arranging for you to be a worker? One day off a week, 30 kilograms of food stamps per month, and no overtime work is required unless there are special circumstances. The factory provides dormitories, distributes clothes, has a canteen, and pays a little food stamps for meals, but doesn't need money, how about it? ”

When Cassie Lonergan heard this, she almost agreed. You must know that he worked in the factory of LAND Power Company back then, and he only had half a day off a month, worked overtime at every turn, and his salary was pitiful, not to mention that the factory also distributed clothes. However, he is no longer the worker who only knew how to work, and communism has completely changed him.

"Thank you, but I'm not here to be a worker, I'm here to see Gastens."

"Want to see the chairman?" The staff didn't seem particularly surprised by Lonergan's request, "A lot of people want to see the chairman. After you have chosen your direction, the chairman will visit the factory regularly. And, if you're going to go to night school, the chair will also go to night school. Even if you are a farmer, you have the opportunity to meet the chairman. Our chairman is different from those big officials outside, he is easy to see, and there is no shelf, so you don't have to worry about not being able to see him. ”

Kasie Lonergan was a little frustrated by the initiative and enthusiasm of the staff member in front of him, he smiled and reiterated, "I mean, I want to talk to the chairman, there are some things to ask. ”

"Oh?"

The clerk's pen stopped, and he looked up at Cassie Lonergan and shouted from the side.

"Uncle Lowell, your job!"

Cassie Lonergan followed the staff's gaze and saw a gray-haired uncle, probably in his forties, but very old-looking. When the uncle heard the shout, he hurried over and asked what had happened in a few words. He looked at Cassie Lonergan and led him out of the line to a few tables at the back of the small square.

"Sit."

The uncle named Lowell is not very enthusiastic about Cassie Lonergan, which surprises Cassie Lonergan a little. Since entering Elena, the staff he has seen Elena, whether it is Marc Asimon or the government staff just now, have a very good attitude, and even make him a little suspicious of the authenticity. Now this Uncle Lowell has given him a feeling of facing government agencies again.

"You said you wanted to see the chairman, you wanted to chat alone? Why? ”

Lowell pulled out a notebook, wrote a few words, and began to take notes. Lonergan smiled helplessly, recounted his origins, and emphasized what Mark Asimon had promised him to report to the top.

"What's your name?" While Cassie Lonergan was speaking, Lowwell had been taking notes. Now that Cassie Lonergan was done, Lowll looked up and asked again.

"My name is Cassie Lonergan, a man from the Third Republic of Fern—"

"Okay, I see, you go and continue to assign work first. Elena doesn't raise idlers, and you're not an official diplomatic corps, you assign a job first, and after we've verified your identity, we'll naturally go to you. By the way, you can take a look at the construction of our Elena, can't you? ”

Hearing Lower's answer, Cassie Lonergan knew that he probably wouldn't be able to see Gastens today. However, it was much better than he expected, at least the other party didn't block the road, and he was curious about Elena's mode of operation. So, no longer commenting on Lowwell's suggestion, he wrote some basic information about himself in his notebook as Lawwell had requested, and found the staff member in the square again.

"I knew you were going to come back, Uncle Lowell was going to report up, this is the first time we've met someone like you. However, since you said you had worked on a steam engine and that you were going to see Gastens, I would assign you to the Sixth Steam Factory in Moon. The factory is newly built and is short of manpower, how about it, is it okay? ”

Cassie Lonergan was surprised that he still had a choice, and he asked curiously as he took the pen that the worker had handed him.

"Can I say no?"

"Yes", the staff had a very casual expression, "I don't want to have other options, but I can't be too picky." If you are too picky, you can only do the foundation construction, which is all hard work, although there are many food stamps, but it is hard, are you willing? ”

Cassie Lonergan shook her head and watched as the staff member pasted his signature and his handwritten name on a small card and handed it to himself.

"This is your resident card, with this, you are Elena's person, pay attention to it."

Cassie Lonergan took the card, got out of the way, and looked at it carefully. It was a palm-sized thick brown paper card, and it was very strong. On the front is a form with your name, the date you joined Elena, and the signature of the staff. On the reverse side are a few lines of words, all in Fern language, which Cassie Lonergan can't read, and can only see what it is about to know. Along with the card to him, there was also a thin roll, just enough to put down the card and hang it on his waist. Cassie Lonergan put the card away and found Soderland not far away.

"Brother Lonergan, I've got my resident card! I'm going to be a farmer, four acres of land! They also gave me 10 kilograms of food stamps, saying that they would not be able to harvest it in the field in winter, and that they would use it to live first, and then they would return the grain when they were planted. ”

Soderland was visibly excited, and Cassie Lonergan looked at the food stamp, which was exquisitely made and looked on par with the country's currency. He guessed that this was the monetary system that Elena was trying to establish, but he didn't say anything, and after just a few touches, he returned it to Soderland.

"I'm going to the city of Moon, where it is said that there is a sixth factory and a worker. Where are you? ”

"I'm in Diego," Soderland smiled, "Diego is close to Ankenrein, and the tax is half a cent. I still want to wait for my brothers, and I won't leave here. They said there was a night school here, and when I learned to write, I would write to you! ”

Speaking of writing the letter, Soderland was visibly excited. Lonergan could tell that Soderland was interested and looking forward to literacy. He smiled at Soderland, talked to him about the days when he was a serf, had a meal together, and said goodbye to each other, and went their separate ways.

The group to the city of Moon departed in the afternoon, and they had to travel long distances because of the distance. And, probably because of the post-war period, they didn't have a carriage to sit in, so a group of hundreds of people trekked along the dirt road between the cities for four days before they reached the outskirts of the city of Moon. Here, they saw another makeshift gathering place similar to that of Diego, with a canteen and hot water. The tired people were fed and drunk, bathed again, and after a night, were led away by their respective structures. Cassie Lonergan, on the other hand, was accepted into Factory 6, along with most of the people who came here.

Lonergan was not aware of Elena's industrial system, but judging by the number of this factory, Elena's own no more than six factories. On the way to the factory, he thought that he would see a small third-rate factory, after all, Elena is just a revolutionary force that has just improved, even if they have a great mage, but Anken Rein's steam technology is not as good as that of the Third Republic of Fern, and he is a worker of the Rand Company, the largest steam equipment company in the Republic of Fern, so his vision is naturally not low. However, he was once again surprised by the fact that although the sixth factory claimed to be still under construction, the brand-new building and a large number of advanced equipment showed him the fact that the technical level of this factory was no worse than that of the RAND Corporation. Moreover, much of the production equipment did not have the manufacturer's name brand, nor was it any existing equipment that he had seen. Lonergan didn't know where Elena got the equipment, and he even suspected that Anken Rein's surging power didn't necessarily have it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the production and manufacturing of steam equipment is a very technical thing, although you have been engaged in related industries, but the specific level, we do not know, so, in the next week, your work is mainly to help and help, we will assign you to different workshops, to you to arrange masters. After a week, we will arrange a formal job for you based on the master's evaluation. Next, I will report the workshop that needs people, you sign up according to your interest, report more and report less, and we will adjust, understand? ”

Cassie Lonergan paused for a moment, a little puzzled by the division of labor in the factory. RAND's manufacturing plants are numbered, and each workshop has the capacity to produce steam equipment independently. And here, the workshop seems to be arranged according to the process, rough machining, fine machining, assembly, inspection of this classification method, to Lonergan a little surprised, but also a little novel. He thought for a few seconds, and based on his previous experience, he reported to the fine machining workshop. Everyone does not seem to be familiar with this classification method, and the number of applicants in the four workshops is not very different. The manager of the factory finally adjusted a few people, even if the personnel assignment was completed. Cassie Lonergan, on the other hand, followed a man in dirty overalls in the fine-working workshop to the workshop with his companions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the section leader of the fine processing workshop, my name is Piru Waldau, I will briefly introduce to you the production procedures of our workshop today, if you don't understand anything, you can ask questions at any time."

Cassie Lonergan is observing the environment of this workshop, which is a brick and steel structure with a large space, good light and view. The equipment in the workshop was arranged along a distinctly thick yellow line on the floor, along with arrows, which Lonergan guessed should be the direction of the equipment, or the order of processing. The head of the Valdau section on the stage saw that everyone had no doubts and continued to explain.

"In our fine machining shop, we mainly finish the parts that are turned over from the roughing shop to ensure that they meet the requirements of the design drawings. The main equipment we use is steam machines, lathes, etc., if you have used it in the original company, please raise your hand and let me know, and I will arrange a suitable location for you. ”

Cassie Lonagan held her hand up. He used to do a lot of miscellaneous work in the RAND company, from large parts cutting to machine tool processing, and then to post-assembly, so he was naturally not afraid of machine tools. It's just that he's still wondering whether Elena's method of separating the processes is good or bad, and his reaction is a little sluggish.

Waldau didn't seem to notice his sluggishness, and he recorded the dozen or so people who raised their hands, and began to ask questions again, gradually splitting everyone into groups. Under his arrangement, Lonergan had a master of his own, and he also knew the main content of his work. By the time everyone got a little familiar with what they were going to do, the long day was over.

Following Waldau's advice and his master's guidance, Lonagan found his dormitory, a row of old houses not far from the factory, made into four-person rooms, each with a bed, a cupboard and a table. The space is not large, and a lot of furniture is old, and Waldau is no stranger to this kind of dormitory, so he went to the cafeteria to eat something and fell asleep.

And in his dream, he met Gastens. The archmage took him by the hand and told him that the revolution could only be won if it had a mage.