Chapter 1852 Resistance
A group of priests quarreled.
Scenes like this actually happen everywhere.
Revolving around the two questions of "whether the workers' living conditions will be improved or not" and "whether the workers will be willing to have children after the improvement", churches and palaces are all involved in fierce debates.
As for why there are no farmers, I’m sorry that in this era, there are no farmers.
All land, mountains, forests, pastures, fisheries, oceans, deserts... belong to kings, nobles and priests...
Even if you grow vegetables and grain on the land, you are also an agricultural worker, not a serf, because the church Slavery is not allowed.
Allowing slavery would have a negative consequence: a large number of people could not move and were tied to the land of the king and nobles.
It’s okay for churches in small places, but where can churches in big cities find rich believers?
The upper-class figures are like queen bees, laying eggs one after another.
The females stay, then a handful of the strongest drones are retained, and the others are driven into society.
They do not have any means of production and can only be workers.
The result of the debate is: first issue incentive measures to stipulate how much subsidies workers can receive from the church, the king and the nobility for having a child.
Unfortunately, the problem is that most of the females are in the backyards of the men. If the workers want to give birth, someone must cooperate with them...
Fortunately, nature is fair and there are always people. It's unlucky to be randomly chosen.
They can also marry some women who are either old or too ugly...
The men have very high standards.
Young, ugly women who are still fertile have become a prize, and hundreds of men will fight for each one of them.
In this situation, a powerful, violent, and destructive force of darkness is spreading rapidly.
Another riot occurred.
Workers in a certain factory couldn't bear it anymore and smashed the machine that made them work hard every day. Of course, they would not think about the innocence of the machine itself.
As usual, the factory owner sends bodyguards with magical powers to suppress the situation. Yes, even the patrol police do not need to be dispatched. They are already familiar with this.
The bodyguard captain Freddy is a cruel person.
His favorite thing is to use the magical power given by the master to turn into an iron hook and hook people on it, just like hanging a pig!
Today, it’s time for him to enjoy it again!
He came to the factory gate and blocked the workers who were wreaking havoc in the factory!
The cause of the riot is said to be that the master misappropriated the salary that was originally going to be paid to purchase plantation stocks in the new colony. As a result, a natural disaster occurred, the plantation was destroyed, and the stock price fell to an appalling level.
The master then announced that there would be no wages for the next three months.
It would be strange if the workers did not riot, because without wages for a month, they will be evicted from their rental houses!
But this has nothing to do with Freddy.
He just looked at the irritable workers arrogantly: "I can give you a chance now. Hand over the leader, and the others will not die."
As he said that, his left hand suddenly transformed A sharp iron hook with a long iron rope attached to the back.
Many workers were silent, no one spoke.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd threw a rusty iron wrench at him!
No one wants to maintain these production tools...
Then there are countless wrenches!
The wrench is heavy and heavy. If it hits someone, it will definitely kill them!
However, Freddy smiled coldly, and the iron hook automatically rotated in the air the next moment, like a propeller, and directly knocked back the wrenches!
"Ah!" Someone was hit by a wrench and collapsed to the ground.
"Hahaha, you stupid pigs, fools, and wastes, you don't know how to study hard, so you can only work here!" "If you can be like me, study 100% since you were a child, and still use it! Doing such hard work? ”
"Idiot, idiot, waste!"
Freddy laughed wildly.
At this time, he was extremely grateful to his mother who was cruel to him. When he wanted to roll around on the floor and play like other children, his mother forced him to study with whips and hungry meals.
Fortunately, he is the type who can be forced out. He will not become rebellious and not want to study because of the beating. Instead, he wants to study hard to slap his mother in the face.
There are actually many people like this, and of course there are even more people who have a rebellious mentality and give up on themselves.
So teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is very popular, but the cost is too high.
Just when Freddy was arrogant and proud, suddenly a long tentacle flew over from the crowd and directly knocked away his hook!
Then countless others came through one by one and strung him directly in the air, like a fly falling into a spider's web!
"Ah!" Freddy screamed in pain, but the scream only lasted a few seconds and he died.
"Praise the God of Darkness!" People shouted in surprise when they saw this scene.
"Rebellion, this is rebellion!"
When the other bodyguards saw this, some fired, some used their divine power to transform into shields, and some turned around and ran away.
Only a fool would fight a group of monsters for the annual salary of hardware dinars!
God couldn’t let him do that either.
As expected, a dozen bodyguards are for nothing against thousands of workers with dark divine powers.
In the end, when cleaning up the scene, it took a lot of effort to find some of the remaining hair of the bodyguards, and other things were thrown into the machine and twisted.
And this is just the beginning.
More places, more workers rose up, more factories were destroyed.
The Dark Temple began to appear where the riots were most intense.
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"Damn it, a bunch of poor people want to rebel and kill their masters. They have forgotten that without us providing factories, where will they earn wages? Where will they have enough to eat and live in? House? "
A factory owner said angrily. His factory had just been destroyed by workers, and most of the bodyguards he sent were dead.
He turned to the local patrol for help, but was told that the patrol had been sent to protect the cathedral, and his factory could only protect it himself.
The receptionist replied at the time: "Don't you have a thousand sons? Armed with five hundred, it is enough to protect your factory. Oh, sorry, I forgot, your 990 The sons are all bastards you look down upon, and they are thrown out of the manor to fend for themselves as soon as they reach the age of fifteen.”
The receptionist seemed to be one of the people thrown out.
"What should we do now? The king cannot send troops, and the priests seem to have some conspiracy and are not moving." Someone asked doubtfully.
"What conspiracy? They just want to wait for us to die, and then auction off our inheritance at a low price, mainly the land. Their church has money, but they can't buy land, so they can't control food. "Someone retorted.
“It seems that we are going to build our own bodyguards. Each family will provide ten bodyguards. They should be the most elite ones who can maximize the use of divine power instead of using divine power as a squander to satisfy their own enjoyment. This kind of Waste is not suitable for this world at all”
(End of this chapter)