The Infir Empire, the main plane of Vilia

Rowell, a mechanical factory worker passing by the bakery, sniffed the enticing aroma of the bakery and subconsciously stopped.

He thought for a moment and pulled out the few pennies in his pocket, bought a few bread sticks, and asked for a bottle of blueberry jam.

When he got home, the children who saw the bread stick in his hand looked very happy, and their eyes widened one by one, staring at the bread in his hand.

"Take it and eat it!"

Lowell handed the bread to his youngest daughter, Dinah.

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy bought bread!" Dinah happily took the bread and ran to the kitchen with a show off and excitement.

"And blueberry jam!" shouted the eldest son, following him.

The kitchen, separated from the single bedroom, was suddenly filled with buzzing noises.

Rowell's wife did not show up throughout.

- Ever since Lowell participated in the campaign to reduce hours and raise wages, he and his wife have been locked in a cold war.

His wife did not agree with him participating in such a dangerous sport and hoped that he would stop this crazy act for the sake of his family.

But Lowell insisted on participating.

This was the beginning of the Cold War.

As Rowell listened to the cheers in the kitchen, and his wife taught the children the secrets of how to make more food, the folds of his face covered in engine oil were heartily relaxed.

After a day's work, he sat in his chair a little tired, but a trace of worry flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Recently, the war between the Infer Empire and the Falai Dynasty has intensified, and the brothers in the team have gradually become divided.

Some brothers believe that the movement to reduce hours and raise wages is an internal problem, and now that the Falai dynasty is invading, they should first abandon their previous suspicions and jointly resist foreign enemies.

What's more, the Infer Empire has raised the base salary, and from a certain point of view, the campaign to reduce hours and raise wages has achieved its goal.

However, most of the brothers disagreed.

The great Akidid ideas have made it clear how the greedy and rotten factory owners, who stench of money, exploit the workers.

The current salary increase does not make any sense.

Only when the workers are in power can the status of the workers be fundamentally changed.

In the face of this tear and controversy, Lowell was a little hesitant.

His beloved homeland, his wife's feelings, and Akid's thoughts, these three forces were desperately tearing him apart, so that he didn't know whether to continue the struggle, or stop?

In the midst of Lowell's struggle, his wife had already prepared dinner.

A large bowl full of bread and porridge was placed in the middle of the table.

- This is a staple dish made with breadsticks torn and boiled with a little sea salt.

A plate of boiled potatoes.

- It's all finely chopped potatoes, but even so, you can see a little black halo.

It can be seen that the wife has worked hard to cut off the moldy spots in order to make the moldy potatoes still edible.

In front of him, his wife, and their two children, on a plate were two pieces of sliced bread with a dash of blueberry jam.

It's a hearty meal!

Compared to flour that is doped with barite, gypsum, and even chalk to add weight, and egg noodles that are coated with picric acid or urine to coat noodles with yellow and pass off.

It was a big meal, really hearty.

The kids are delighted!

They drank bread porridge and ate blueberry jam bread in small bites, chattering about what they had seen and heard during the day, and their little faces were full of satisfied smiles.

The situation has been chaotic lately, the eldest son's newspaper is selling well, and after cutting the cost, he earns thirteen pence today.

Because his wife works in a textile factory, the youngest daughter can only be entrusted to Genshin Impact Church, where children will be taught to read, of course, most of the time they need to work for the church, but fortunately, they are in charge of food.

At the dinner table, the wife was as silent as ever, occasionally responding to the children's topics.

The eldest son talked about what he had seen and heard during the day;

The youngest daughter said that the Hawthorne missionaries had called Sister Judith to the Forgiveness Room again, and that Sister Judith came out with tears on her face.

Lowell, on the other hand, was full of time reduction and pay increases, barely able to chat with the children.

This sumptuous meal was spent in such a lively and dreary state.

"Chirp ......"

In the middle of the night, Lowell suddenly woke up from the floor, and he crawled up with a grunt.

He climbed to the window with his hands and feet, his ears to the window, and listened carefully.

"Wow...... Chirp chirp ......"

The vivid chirping of the nightingale, coming from the night, seems so penetrating.

Lowell listened with a solemn expression.

He turned around and pulled out a night suit and quickly put it on.

When he got dressed, he suddenly found that his wife was standing at the door at some point.

"This is a first-level assembly order, just this time, I promise, I can't betray my brother!"

Lowell lowered his voice and solemnly assured that he had promised similar assurances countless times.

In the night, his wife looked at him quietly, and after a while, she reached out and handed over something.

"This ......"

"You have to eat to work. The wife finally spoke, her voice a little tired.

Lowell was stunned, gritted his teeth, reached out to take the bread wrapped in newspaper, stuffed it into his arms, and rushed out of the house without looking back.

After rushing out of the house, there was already a sound of Suo Suo in the crowded slums.

There are quite a few people like Rowell.

Most of them don't know each other, though.

Only the person in charge of them knows their exact list - this is to ensure that whoever falls into the Sheriff's Department will not be devastating to the team.

Lowell skilfully navigated the streets and finally stopped at the back door of a shoemaker's shop.

Before he could knock, the door was open.

"Take up arms, keep up with the team, silence, no discussion!"

The man who opened the door commanded in a low voice.

Lowell nodded and squeezed in sideways.

A large number of people had already gathered in the courtyard, and there was a steady stream of people pouring in, and when the courtyard was packed, the officer personally distributed rifles.

When everyone was assigned weapons, the team immediately set off, without half a word of nonsense.

Rowell followed the team nervously, he didn't know what the team was going to do this time, and he didn't need to know.

All he knew was that Benkemin would not deceive them, and that the thought of Akid shone on them!

However, as he walked, Rowell felt that something was wrong.

The footsteps were too loud.

It's not a voice that their small number can make.

But where did the footsteps come from?

Lowell looked around and noticed that the footsteps were coming from a nearby alley.

Every time I run through the alley, I can always find a team running in another alley in a glimpse.

They were dressed the same, they were dressed the same.

When the team stopped, Lowell was dumbfounded.

Looking through the staircase bunker, you can see a huge castle in front of you.

- This historical Imperial Palace of the Inferre.

In the past, there should have been at least dozens of airships patrolling the skies, but today there are only three left. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the lights in the castle seem to be a lot less.

I don't know if it's the Falai Dynasty, which has already drained the imperial power!

"Brothers, the great Mr. Akid said that only by overthrowing the old order can a new order be established!

"Mr. Benkemin has infiltrated the palace, and when the fireworks go off, it will be the day of the liberation of Infil!

The team leader lowered his voice, but still passionately informed the ultimate goal of the mission.

Lowell was stunned.

The whole team was stunned.

The scene was silent.

Countless people looked at each other, no one knew what they were thinking at this time, and the suddenness of this mission was completely beyond their expectations.

Lowell's hands trembled.

It's both excitement and fear.

In the middle of the night, he reached into his arms, and his movements immediately attracted the vigilance of his companions, who were afraid that he was a lurker, a lackey of the Empire!

"I'll eat some bread. ”

Lowell explained in a low voice, took out the bread that his wife gave him before leaving, and under the vigilant gaze of the officer, he opened the newspaper with trembling hands slightly, opened his mouth and took a bite.

Suddenly, the rich blueberry jam splashed into the mouth, sour and sweet.

- His wife actually stuffed most of the blueberry jam he bought into his bread.

"Smack!"

A burst of fireworks burst into the sky and burst into the night, lighting up the entire city!

The dazzling light completely suppressed the castle shadow at the base of the wall, but it completely left the Lowells.

"Brothers, follow me!"

The officer was the first to jump out from behind cover, raised his steel gun, let out a hysterical roar, and then took the lead and charged at the towering castle.

At the same time, the heavy gates slowly opened with a rumbling sound.

Rowell, who had a mouth full of blueberry jam, didn't have time to feel his wife's concern.

He shoved the rest of the bread into his bosom, picked up the steel gun, grinned his blueberry jam-stained teeth, and roared.

"Rush!"