Chapter 133 Refugees
A large number of refugees gathered materials such as planks and gravel outside the city of Ceylon and built a fully ventilated design that neither blocks wind nor rain. It is cool in winter and warm in summer, with good lighting from all sides. of temporary shacks.
The situation of these people is much worse than the homeless people in Green Harbor!
At least there is a church in Greenport that provides relief food. In addition, some big businessmen in the upper city also regularly hold alms in the lower city.
Because Caron Lever has established a city hall policy, the cost of charity can be offset by the commercial transaction tax collected by the city hall!
Many of the homeless people in Greenport have been blackmailed by gangs or defrauded by profiteers, and have lost all their property or even been saddled with high debts. With no hope of recovery, they simply beg and waste money on the streets. Anyway, they can get free food. Food, at least not to starve to death.
There is no similar situation here in Ceylon City.
The refugees here are real refugees.
It is difficult to guarantee even basic food and clothing.
Sallow complexion and thin skin are not enough to describe their condition. What Reina saw at a glance was that many people were lying feebly in the shade, avoiding the sun's rays. Their eyes were dull, as if they had lost their souls. Out of body.
"Isn't there anyone helping these refugees?" Miranda was also a little unbelievable.
What she saw in the lower town of Green Harbor had some shock to her outlook. Not to mention this time, Miranda was shocked to see groups of refugees struggling to survive in shacks gathered outside the city.
Gale, who knew the Ceylon Territory area relatively well, shook his head helplessly:
"Help, but it's no use."
"The problem of refugees has been like this for many years in Ceylon."
"If nothing else, another nearby village should have been attacked by monsters, causing the farmland to be destroyed."
Where monsters stay for a long time, the land will be polluted and the crops grown will become deformed.
If you want to remove this pollution, you either have to wait for the monsters to recede and the chaotic atmosphere slowly dissipates, or you have to call in the deacons of the Harvest Church and use magic to ask the gods to bless the land.
The effect of the Harvest Magic is very powerful. In addition to dispersing polluted land, it can also have effects such as increasing crop yields or shortening the growth time.
However, the number of deacons who can cast divine spells is limited.
There are too many people and too little land to take care of all the cultivated land.
"Once the fields are destroyed, they stay at home without income or food source and are really waiting to die. They go to surrounding towns and become refugees, begging and scavenging, and survive for half a year until their own land is polluted. dissipate, and there is still a chance to go back and resume farming.”
Gale thought for a while and added:
Miranda was speechless.
She didn't ask such stupid questions as why these refugees were not allowed to enter the city, but why they were kept outside the city.
Monster attacks are accompanied by pollution from the evil god's aura. Not only is the land polluted, but these refugees are also potential "sources of pollution."
Putting it into the city means that the entire town may be contaminated by the evil god.
Allowing them to build a shack not far from the city is considered tolerant.
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Peter suddenly said quietly:
"Actually... maybe there is a way to help these refugees now."
Gale was startled.
Both he and Peter grew up in the Ceylon Territory. Over the years, the refugee problem has not improved.
It's not that they don't want to help, it's that they simply can't help, and there's nothing they can do.
The refugees are almost all pure farmers and know almost nothing except farming and simple physical and manual work.
The number of odd jobs such as hard labor or handymen in Ceylon is also limited, and it is simply impossible to meet the job needs of so many refugees.
It is unrealistic to expect to develop their skills.
According to what the church preaches, the threat of evil gods is almost everywhere on the continent of Prentiss. Almost any work with some technical content requires belief in the corresponding gods and their approval.
For example, if you want to be a blacksmith apprentice, you must at least establish your faith in Gunnir, the God of Forging, and receive His blessings. Otherwise, without the protection of the gods during the forging process, the quality of the product will be extremely poor.
Mr. Money, the old man who opened a tavern in Greenport, also had faith in the god of wine, Diogenso, and the blessings from the gods. Only in this way could he brew ale with a unique flavor instead of a bunch of sour and unpleasant products.
The reason why these refugees are pure farmers is because they have tried the faith of most gods. As a result, only the god of harvest and food, who almost refuses to reject anyone, is willing to bless them.
Wanting to help them is equivalent to supporting a group of farmers who have lost their farmland.
The required cost is a bottomless pit that cannot be filled. Hundreds or even thousands of mouths are waiting for food every day, and no one can save it.
Pat continued:
"The God of Knowledge is different from the gods of the New Huili Era. He will guide His believers without discrimination."
"If their prayers to the God of knowledge can be answered, perhaps the Lord will tell them the direction of self-help?"
Peter's thoughts reminded everyone.
"Yes!" Brandon also responded, "Even if it makes it easier for them to scavenge!"
"As expected of Mr. Pat," Lena's eyes sparkled and she asked eagerly, "What should we do, preach to them directly?"
Peter and Gale shook their heads almost simultaneously.
"No! No!"
"Can't!"
Peter pointed in the direction of the dark forest to the east and explained to Reina: "This place is different from Green Harbor."
"Greenport is actually a fairly free city. As long as it's not an evil god, no one will care who you preach to or which god you preach to."
"The Ceylon Territory is different. It is too close to the Dark Forest. The followers and monsters transformed by the evil god's pollution are entrenched in the east."
"Once a cultist spreads dangerous doctrines here and attracts the attention of evil gods, it will be easy for the town to be destroyed as a result."
"Therefore, only the Divine Church recognized by the Glow Divine Religion can set up churches in towns, spread doctrines, and develop believers."
"If a problem is discovered in an individual's private preaching, it will be treated as a follower of the evil god!"
"What about the God of Knowledge..."
Lena snorted uncomfortably.
She also remembered what the mysterious Mr. Bahamut said when she was in Green Harbor.
Old gods may be undetectable by the magic of newer gods.
It is almost impossible to gain recognition from the Glow God Sect through procedures. It would be nice if they could not be labeled as a sect that believes in evil gods.
"However, it's not completely impossible."
Peter hesitated for a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind, and said slowly:
"Actually, there is another way to get the recognition of the Kingdom and the Glorious Cult."
Reina was stunned: "What can I do?"
Peter spoke out six words seriously:
"Pioneering Nobility Act!"
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(End of chapter)