Chapter 33 Notice from Wangting District
Looking at the silent Governor, Ya Rui's heart was in his throat and his body was trembling slightly.
He is scared.
Afraid that the Governor will be angry.
I am even more afraid that the Governor will reject his prayer.
"Gulu"
Keith swallowed, fearing that Ari's words would offend the Governor.
Based on some of the information he collected, it can be inferred that the material reserves in Wangting District are worrying.
Maybe there really aren’t that many supplies available to the defense forces.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the banquet hall solidified.
Just when the two of them were worried,
Ron's thoughts came back and he looked at Ari and Keith:
"An hour ago, I issued an order to the logistics department to ask them to improve their efficiency. The material rationing of the National Defense Forces
New supplies should be prepared for distribution, and the share is twice the current amount..."
His behavior is very bold, which is equivalent to reducing the supply of the National Defense Forces next month. All supplies have been paid in advance.
And not only the defense force, but also the material rations of other units will increase, and of course they will be advanced in advance.
According to his material distribution plan, by the day of the "Emperor's Ascension Festival", the materials in the Wangting District will be completely exhausted.
There is nothing we can do about it.
There is no use just painting a pie.
He must give everyone tangible benefits before he can have a chance to make everyone believe in the promise he made.
Therefore, Ron chose to advance all the supplies prepared by Wangting District for next month.
It is equivalent to having twice the supplies available this month, which can inspire everyone's confidence to the greatest extent.
Of course, the side effect of this is that if you eat it today, you will not have tomorrow.
After one month, if there is no new way to obtain supplies, the territory will be in extreme difficulties.
But in order to activate and collect the power of hope, he must do this.
It is better to fight hard than to linger.
As he said before, this is a big gamble.
As long as he obtains enough power of hope during the "Emperor's Ascension Festival",
he can use the portal to transfer the unharvested food and gold from the Green Wave Farm in the Space Ark The planting technology of the 1960s was moved back to Wangting District.
In this way, the problem of food shortage will be solved, and he will be able to free up his hands to do other things, to develop the territory and regain the nest city.
Instead of continuing to weaken and decay like it is now, like thousands of other planets on the dark side of the empire, being completely swallowed by darkness!
Ron's eyes were firm:
"With these supplies, the soldiers should no longer starve to death...
I can promise you that difficulties will It is temporary. Wangting District has found a solution to the food problem.
When you go back, please tell the soldiers that Wangting District will not let anyone down.
Their treatment will and must get better and better! "
The Governor promised to give more supplies to the defense force, and also promised to give more in the future!
This news made Yayari and Keith extremely excited.
Arui stood up abruptly, tears falling: "My Lord Governor, I greet you on behalf of all the soldiers! "
Keith quickly stood up and added: "Yari means that on behalf of all the soldiers, I will offer you all my loyalty! ”
He performed a ritual that represented awe and supreme reverence.
“Ah, yes, yes!” Ya Rui nodded.
Ron smiled slightly and raised his hand to motion for the two of them to sit down.
He raised his glass and greeted:
"Enjoy the food, there will be bread, there will be milk, and everything will be fine!"
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Wangting District, administrative unit residential area.
The residential area is close to the Sacred Square and is the residence of officials in the Wangting District. It has quite spectacular buildings and gorgeous decorations.
Compared with Xiachao District, there are good residences and precious space here, as well as free electricity, water and other resources.
That was just before.
After the rebellion, the residential area became dilapidated.
Resources such as electricity and water are no longer freely available and have become intermittent.
But compared to other places in the territory, this place is still paradise.
It has a relatively safe place to live and a relatively stable food supply.
Deville returned home with a tired face and carefully hung the black coat, which symbolized the official of the Logistics Department, on the hanger.
It was the only decent clothing he had. Even though the coat was torn countless times, thanks to the patient repairs and maintenance by my mother, Mattie, it looked almost like new.
She is always so patient and keeps the whole family in order.
The floors and furniture in the home have been carefully wiped, almost reflecting the shadow of people.
Maids used to do these tasks, but now mother Mattie does it herself.
She did her best to maintain the dignity that the Rapp family deserved.
"Deville, you are back!"
Mattie came over happily and kissed Deville on the cheek.
"You came back just in time to have dinner with us..."
Mattie returned to the kitchen happily and prepared dinner,
Before long, she would be ready to put dinner on the table, three servings in total.
Each exquisite porcelain plate contains a third of wood slag bread, paired with a few small pieces of corpse starch, and garnished with a small piece of dead leaf.
Seeing the food, Dwyer sighed deeply.
Food rations are getting low again.
The world is getting worse and worse.
De Vere remembers that in his childhood, when his father was still alive, the Rapp family had a respectability that was almost equal to that of the nobility.
There is no shortage of food, they can afford soft bread, juicy steaks, and occasionally luxurious pastries!
But since the tax on Ous Star was raised to the first level of superiors, everything has changed!
Heavy taxes completely crushed the planet Erth.
The surface of the planet was seriously polluted, and billions of people died.
His father also died of exhaustion in his post in the logistics department due to heavy government pressure.
What caused this were the stupid and damned officials of Holy Terra's Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Their miscalculation caused misfortune to Erth Star and made him lose his father!
After his father's death, Deville took up the burden of the Rapp family.
He successfully passed the exam and took over his father's position.
Just when he thought he could take care of his mother and sister and revive the Rapp family through his own efforts.
A rebellion has occurred!
Extremely cruel taxes gave rise to terrible rebellions.
Due to a large number of defense troops going deep into the lower nest and the lower nest to deal with the mutation, the Wangting area became empty.
The evil traitor rebels seized the opportunity to attack Shangchao and almost captured the Wangting District.
Although the Wangting District finally expelled the enemy, it also completely lost the lower nest area, and they were all trapped in the upper nest!
This rebellion almost interrupted the vitality of Erth.
Things became increasingly difficult in the following years.
Until now,
as an administrative official in Wangting District, he can barely afford to eat wood slag bread!
"Brother, you are back!"
Sister Lilith rushed out and hugged Deville. She had not seen her brother come home for several days.
Lilith is sixteen years old, with soft blond hair, slightly bulging breasts, and full of vitality that a girl should have.
"How did you study?"
"Humph, the study tasks are completed, I am much smarter than you!"
Due to the difficult times, Wangting District closed the school completely, but Deville still insisted that his sister receive a complete education.
Deville sat down to have dinner with his mother and sister.
He cut off a piece of sawdust bread and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. The smell of slightly moldy sawdust instantly filled his mouth.
After swallowing, he endured nausea and swallowed a small piece of corpse starch.
Looking at the small pieces of corpse starch on the plate, Deville couldn't help but feel worried.
The Governor transferred a lot of supplies, as if he was making some important plan.
According to the calculations of the Logistics Department, many units will not even be able to eat corpse starch next month.
Looking up at his mother and sister who were struggling to eat wood slag bread and corpse starch, Deville's eyes were moist, and his vision was blurred by tears.
What to do?
“Ding Dong!”
The mailbox bell at the door rang.
This means there is an important notice from Wangting District!
(End of this chapter)