Chapter 52: Satellite Project (Part 1)
The evening breeze was blowing, and Qin Liu leaned on the railing, absentmindedly overlooking the lights of thousands of homes in Sidney.
Roy was slightly stunned: "Satellite plan? β
Crane nodded, without a direct explanation, and asked rhetorically, "Do you know the history of the dungeon?" β
History is a compulsory subject, Roy replied smoothly, "The original dungeons were built in Sidney at the beginning of its existence, and it was only used as a cemetery. β
"In the year 624, in order to increase the living area of Sidnia, the temple decided to expand the dungeon, which is now the third residential area in Sidney."
"624 year ...... the world calendar"
Crane sighed, "Time has passed so long, and the dungeon has been around for more than three hundred years. But who would have thought that in the first place, the dungeon would only exist as a temporary settlement? β
"If you've been to the dungeon, then you should have seen how low and backward the residential buildings in the dungeon are, and it's not an exaggeration to say that they are dilapidated buildings. In fact, as long as the temple was willing, they could easily build a large area of good quality residential buildings without much effort to improve the living environment of the dungeon. β
Roy nodded silently.
For the temple, this is indeed a simple task, it can call on all the inheritors to devote themselves to the construction project, and the power of the inheritors is unimaginable by common sense.
The power of the inheritors is much more than that, according to historical records, the entire Sidenia was built in three days.
Within three days, at the foot of the World Tree, a circle of walls tens of meters high rose from the ground, and a city capable of accommodating millions of people began to take shape!
Building a dungeon is naturally a breeze.
But the temple did not, ignoring the dungeon, allowing it to become a slum and a breeding ground for crime.
"The dungeon where the sun does not see all day long, even if the facilities are perfect, it can hardly be called a good living environment, this is the judgment made by the temple at that time."
Klein continued, "So in the beginning, they didn't intend to let the people live in the dungeon for too long, and in their original plan, the third settlement of Sidney was supposed to be called the 'Outtown'. β
"Outtown?" Roy's expression moved, "Could it be ......?"
"That's right." Klein nodded, "Just as the Lower Town was the result of the expansion of the original West Denia Main City, the Outer City will continue to expand at the current size of West Denia. β
"That'...... Where will the planned outtown be built? Like Downtown, and another concentric circle outside Sidnia? β
Roy gestured with his hand.
"It won't be like this, the bigger the circle, the less cost-effective it is to expand."
Crane shook his head, "And for hundreds of years, our resource collection of the World Tree has reached a bottleneck, and there is no point in continuing to expand the size of the main city of Sidney, if we want to expand the city, the best way is to start anew."
"The temple intends to choose a habitable spot in the wilderness to build an outer city. On the one hand, Sidney is able to send surplus labor to the outer cities. On the other hand, the outer city can also tap the resources in the wilderness and transport them back to Sidnia.
"If Sidenia is compared to a moon, then the outer city is the stars. If the plan goes well, the temple will build several outer towns around Sidney within a hundred years, and the stars of Sidney will be surrounded by the moonβ"
"This is the Satellite Project, and those outer towns are satellite towns of Sidney."
Klein smiled wryly, "But this plan was not implemented in the end, and in the past three hundred years, the satellite plan has been proposed several times in the Council meetings, and it is always only one step away from its final implementation." β
"The satellite project was shelved indefinitely, but it was the dungeon inhabitants who suffered, their ancestors were believers who were ready to go outside the city to open up land for Sidnia, and they never lacked enthusiasm and courage, but they waited for three hundred years, and did not wait for the outer city promised to them by the temple, and finally became inferior dungeon 'pariahs'."
"This ......," Roy hesitated for a moment, "Is there any meaning in the temple doing this?" β
"The deep meaning of bullshit."
Klein scoffed, "The decision-making power of the temple is in the hands of the Council, and the essence of the Council is nothing more than the eighteen most powerful families in Sidenia intriguing with each other, and they have nothing but the interests of their own families.
"The resources of the World Tree have been divided, and you should be able to understand how big a pie is for an outer city that is independent of Sidney and is in the wilderness.
"But how easy it is to negotiate the distribution of interests among the eighteen families! For families who did not get enough of the pie, if they could not negotiate the distribution of benefits in the outer city, they would rather vote against it and put the plan on hold indefinitely.
"A thousand years ago, mankind was united by the will of the gods and founded the main city of Sidney, and after a short period of despotism, the council was formed, and the will of the temple represented not only the will of the gods, but also the will of the people......"
Crane shook his head, "But in my opinion, the temple is just a piece of shit, and a group of filthy adults will do everything for their own one-third of an acre, without taking ordinary people into their eyes at all. The current state of the dungeon is the best irony of the temple. β
In Sidnia, the status of the temple is exalted, it is the embodiment of the gods, almost everyone is a believer in the temple, and no one dares to speak ill of the temple.
But Klein just said that, and it made people speechless, because he was a direct descendant of the Florentine family, and he would also be one of the rulers of the temple in the future.
Roy is silent, the farce depicted by Klein seems absurd, but he feels extremely real after experiencing the unjust case of the Christian family.
Even the election of the head of the Knights Templar led to the destruction of an innocent family, not to mention such a major decision that could affect the future of the whole of Sidney.
"So, you're going to use this incident as a guide to make the temple pay attention to the current state of the dungeon again?" Roy looked at Klein.
"The slave trade, illegal labor, and all sorts of gray industries entrenched in the dungeons are all felonies that are not allowed in the city of Sidnia, and if they had been hiding underground before, the temple would have turned a blind eyeβ"
Crane said in a deep voice, "And now that the criminal tentacles of the dungeon have reached into the upper city, even killing a nobleman, and the newspaper is hype, this is the perfect time to move forward with the satellite project." β
"The temple will have to face this legacy of history one day, and cleaning up the dungeon's criminal forces is only the first step, and at the end of this year, the proposal for the satellite project will be on the council table again."
Finally, his tone became slightly brisk, "I will do everything I can to ensure that this plan goes smoothly, and letting the truth about the Christian family's unjust case come to light is just one part of my plan, you don't have to take it to heart." β
"No matter how you plan, I still have to thank you."
Roy shook his head and said solemnly, "Not only did you help Arya, but you also saved me once, no matter what, I will find a way to repay you for this favor." β
"And, it's not just me and Arya who want to thank you, but also Elena."
Roy took out a glass bottle from his bosom and handed it to Klein, "This is a bottle of paper flowers she folded for her benefactor 'Sherlock', please let me pass it on to you as a token of her gratitude to you." β
Crane took the glass bottle, and he recognized the paper flowers, daisies folded from white and yellow paper, like the name she used to use in the dungeon.
Innocent and cute.
"You are a competent night watchman, and you have left this post with the honor of others."
Roy whispered, "What you have done for the dungeon, all the people you have helped will remember, if there is anyone who needs our help in the future, please just say it, we will definitely not refuse." β
"Thank you." Crane carefully accepted the glass bottle.
"You two big men are really sensational, I'm ashamed to listen to it next to me!"
Qin Liu snorted incomprehensibly on the side: "Klein don't talk about it first, Roy, don't follow him with enthusiasm, this is not something you can get involved with now." β
Roy couldn't help but look at her helplessly.
How dangerous it was to get involved in the struggle between the temple families, he naturally knew in his heart that if it wasn't for Qin Liu and Klein helping him this time, he wouldn't have chosen to go deep into the dungeon to investigate the truth of the case.
Even he was not optimistic that Klein would be able to successfully implement the satellite program, which had been hidden for more than three hundred years, and the original insiders had long since died of old age, and now only the families of the Council still remember such an incident.
If the interests of these families are not satisfied, the satellite program may fall short.
Even if Klein is also from a temple family, it will be difficult to implement.
But the atmosphere is all set here, and you won't lose a few pieces of meat if you cheer him up.
And deep down, he also longs for Klein to succeed.
Whoever holds a salary for the people, do not let him freeze to death in the wind and snow.
He who works for the good of all must not be left alone.
He who opens the way for all, let him not be trapped in thorns.
What he envisioned was nothing more than the ordinary "good people have good rewards", nothing more.