Chapter 129: What Time Is It?
-- Abandoning a part of the population is undoubtedly the simplest and most crude solution to the food crisis.
However, both Pushkin and Lilith have consciously or unintentionally ignored this method in their previous discussions, since the start of the war, there have been more than three million casualties in the human race, but for people like them at the decision-making level, they have long been accustomed to receiving and processing bad news every day, and in their eyes, death is just a string of cold data.
But this time it was different, because this time the people they gave up did not die on the battlefield, nor did they die in uncontrollable disasters like plagues and monster raids, but they died on a decision.
In a sense, the person who made this decision was also murdering millions of lives with his own hands.
The atmosphere in the lounge has never been more solemn.
After being silent for a long time, Pushkin spoke again, "Anyway, this time...... It's all my dereliction of duty, obviously the temple has reminded me about the Church of Patience, but I don't pay enough attention to it, so the result of this matter is up to me, and the decision to stop feeding will be announced by me in the future. ”
The old prime minister's words also mean that he is ready to bear the name of the executioner, coupled with the guilt of the fall of Kaiyan City, the best thing that awaits him is to be removed from office, and in order to appease the ensuing public anger, he may even be imprisoned and executed.
Pushkin stroked the brooch on his chest that represented the position of prime minister and sighed, "I have been trying to be an upright and strict person all my life, but in the end, it is difficult to protect the ...... I don't know what kind of infamy will be left in history. The old prime minister shook his head, "In any case, let's discuss a plan to stop food first." ”
The so-called food stop is not to ignore everything, just pick a few cities out and transfer all the food inside, now everything Pushkin and Lilith do is for the survival of the race, and the same is true for the food stop, first of all, the food supply of the army must be guaranteed, otherwise there is no need for the gods to do it, those monsters that are wandering around can make humanity perish.
Secondly, the young and strong should also be protected as much as possible, because they are a source of reserve soldiers, many of them have been trained by the militia, as long as they are a little organized, even if they can't encircle and suppress the monsters, they can also guard the city wall, and the importance of children is slightly weaker, although they are a symbol of hope, but after all, it will be a few years or more than ten years later, and if you can't pass the current level, there is no use for any future.
As for the elderly and the disabled, Pushkin intended to be the first to give up.
This may be contrary to traditional moral values, but even Lilith has to admit that Pushkin's plan is more realistic in terms of survival alone.
"But have you ever thought about how to divide the crowd exactly according to your requirements, basically every adult man has children and old people in his family, but even if you don't give out food to these people, they will give their part of the food to their parents and children, and would rather starve themselves, because that's the reason for them to fight? ”
Lilith's words caused Pushkin to fall silent again, and after a moment the old prime minister said bitterly, "Are we on a dead end this time?"
"Yes, so you'd better think about how you're going to thank me afterwards. A voice came from behind the old prime minister.
The door was pushed open at some point, and D'Artagion leaned against the door and said leisurely.
Lilith got up, "You're back?"
Although her tone was as calm as ever, she could still see a hint of joy in her eyes, the hardest person in this time was none other than Lilith, D'Ardarion, the official president, suddenly shook his hands and evaporated, so all the pressure was on Lilith's shoulders, she was dealing with the affairs of the Wizards' Guild while taking care of her young son. Many people felt unworthy of her, but Lilith never complained, and she didn't think D'Artagion was messing around.
In a sense, this man is indeed quite headstrong and childish, full of shortcomings, but he never disappoints when it matters most.
Just like six years ago in that alley, D'Ardarion saved her from the Inquisition with one enemy to eight, and everything he did made sense when you think about it.
"I heard that the final battle is about to begin, how can I be absent from this kind of excitement?" said D'Ardarion as he put the bag of biscuits he was carrying on the table, scratching his chin and explaining, "Ah, I happened to be a guest at the Hearthburg before, so I bought some souvenirs there. ”
"Fireplace, are you in the world of dwarves all this time?" Pushkin was surprised to hear this.
"Well, to be exact, I've run all over the dwarves, orcs, and elves, and a few smaller races, I originally wanted to look for the dragon, but I saw that the time was a little too late, so I came back first. D'Addarion poured himself a glass of water, drank it with a clatter, and then let out a satisfied sigh, "Sure enough, the mouth cannon is my strongest talent, and even that guy named Rob is no match for me in this regard." ”
Lilith couldn't stand the smugness of this thing, and said, "You also heard the question just now, if you have any way, just say it." ”
"As we speak, one hundred and forty cargo ships carrying grain have docked in the port of Brador. D'Addarion said lazily.
"What?" Pushkin was overjoyed when he heard this, he didn't even care about maintaining etiquette, he rushed out of the room directly, and rushed to check with the Magicians' Association on Brador's side as soon as possible, but Pushkin hurried back less than a quarter of an hour later, and said with a wry smile, "President D'Artaglion, don't make such jokes, okay...... Brador, for his part, said that he had not seen the grain ship. ”
"Huh?" the expression on D'Ardarion's face was also wonderful, "It doesn't make sense, the elves promised that thirty boats would arrive first, and I also helped them modify the power system...... Wait, what time is it?"
"October 13, 998 in the Magic Calendar. Lilith said.
"Did I remember the date wrong, strange, completely unimpressed...... "D'Addarion muttered," "how has the last week been...... Really, those dwarves drank day and night, well, if you count it, the elven fleet should arrive in the next four or five days. ”
"Really?" Pushkin became much more cautious after a blow from heaven to hell, and no longer trusted someone without reservation.
Sure enough, I heard D'Addarion say, "Ah, probably...... The climate at sea is ever-changing, so it's not unusual to have a little deviation. ”
“............”
"In this way, the food crisis has been solved. Lilith breathed a sigh of relief, although the number of humans on the Dawn Continent is the largest, but the other races together can still surpass humans, the elves and dwarves have not encountered plant diseases, this year's crops are bumper, as long as they are willing to help, then the human race will be able to survive the current difficulties, and next year the abyss crops cultivated by Rob and others will be planted and harvested, and there is no need to worry about food.
"Great. Pushkin said happily, but then he thought of something, and his face changed, "No, I have to send a fleet out to meet them quickly, and I can't let the incident in Kaiyan City repeat." ”
"Don't worry...... I forgot to tell you that there were 30,000 royal guards with the ship. ”
(End of chapter)