Chapter 546 Heine's Observation
Standing upstairs in the workshop, looking out the window at the depressed street, Heine had an indescribable loss on his face.
This street is extremely familiar to her. She has lived on this street since she can remember.
As the first child picked up by his teacher, Heine could no longer remember his biological parents or his life before he was picked up by his teacher.
After all, she was just a child at that time, so what could she remember?
In Heine's memory, her entire life almost revolved around the street outside.
Here, the teacher taught her alchemy, which excited the young Heine for several days.
Here, the teacher brought back a new child for the first time, giving Heine a sense of responsibility as a sister for the first time.
Here, she completed the first formal work in her life and received praise from her teacher.
Here, for the first time...
This street and this workshop entrust Heine with too many memories.
Although it was quiet here in the past, the streets were always full of life and vitality.
This street is not a rich area, it refers to an ordinary street in the inner city. The people living here are neither nobles nor poor people at the bottom. Relatively speaking, everyone has a job that can support their families. , and also have a relatively happy and stable life.
So everyone always has a smile on their face, and the children playing and playing on the street look very healthy, not as sallow and skinny as the children in ordinary working-class neighborhoods.
There are also several small shops on the street selling some daily necessities.
The goods in the store are not expensive. When Heine was a child, he often asked the teacher for some pocket money, and then ran to buy what he liked.
For alchemists, money is just an external possession. It really does not interest them at all, and few alchemists will worry about money.
So correspondingly, Heine's life was quite good when he was a child, and he never had less pocket money in his pocket.
However, Heine never spends money arbitrarily. Although she occasionally buys some small things that she likes, most of the time she can control her desires well and does not spend money arbitrarily. Some random stuff.
Most of the things she bought as a child were carefully preserved by her and always kept in her room.
However, now, the streets that hold her fond memories are full of desolation. There are newspapers and garbage blown up by the wind on the ground. The bodies of homeless people are lying on the street corners. Even the flower bed in the middle of the street was once the favorite place of Heine and his sisters. A place to play.
But now it has withered, and there are only dead branches and leaves in the flower bed, looking dark and ugly.
The street is now withering and dying like this flower bed.
The faces of those hurried pedestrians were also full of sorrow, and Heine could feel the sorrow on them even through the window.
Although the people living on the street are slightly better off than the pedestrians with bad faces, they also have problems that are difficult to recite, and their lives are not necessarily much better. The restaurant on the street where the teacher once took them to eat has already put a seal on the door. Heine remembered that the best specialty of that restaurant was the cream stew, which was the most desirable to Heine as a child. delicious.
Although you can go to that restaurant to celebrate only if you celebrate your birthday or achieve satisfactory results in alchemy to the teacher.
Now, however, it has closed down.
Other small shops on the roadside also closed down together. Those small shops that Heine often visited when he was a child. The window glass that was once polished was either broken or covered with mud. Look. No one has cleaned it up there for a long time.
All of this made Heine clearly feel the fact that Langton was dying.
"Although the Earl of the North's plan allowed many people to survive, it also caused more people to die." This sentence somehow crossed Heine's mind.
She no longer remembers exactly when she heard this sentence, but there is no doubt that Purficott's plan to move Langton's population to the north has indeed drained the essence of Langton. Now The city is dying slowly.
This is Brandlis's sin, but she doesn't care, and Sandrillon doesn't care either, and the entire noble council and the empire center don't care even more.
Although at first glance it seems that Purfict gave up the lives of many people, if you really understand the situation, you will know that if she chooses to save most people, then everyone will be hungry. , cold, lack of food and clothing, until eventually everyone starved to death and froze to death.
Because the total amount of resources is limited, we can only prioritize the survival of a small number of people before considering others.
But understanding is understanding. When things really happen to you, no one can take the abandoned part of themselves calmly.
This kind of mood can be exploited by those with ulterior motives. In the East, this emotion can be exploited by ulterior motives and become one of the factors that overthrows the rule of the empire.
However, in Langton now, this kind of mood has become the best breeding ground for the evil god sect. These negative emotions are really suitable for those evil god sects who are cold and careless.
Although Heine knew about the church, the remaining Langton government agencies, etc., all of them were still working hard to maintain the operation of the city and prevent it from really declining, but looking at the people on the street outside With such a desolate look, it was really hard to convince Heine that there was still hope for this city.
But she did not despair, because she knew that in the laboratory beneath her feet, there was hope to save the city.
Just as Heine was thinking about this, he suddenly noticed a small truck parked at the entrance of the Witch's Workshop, and a young officer got out of the truck.
Heine immediately went downstairs when he saw this. Now she and the mysterious man in the laboratory were the only ones in the entire workshop. She needed to go and see what was going on.
After all, she has not forgotten the real purpose of the retreatant who came back to Langton. As for the officer and the pickup truck outside the door, they may be just what they need.
"Miss, this is a letter that the Alchemist Association asked me to deliver." The officer took out a document from the leather bag he carried and handed it to Heine, who read the content of the letter. When speaking, the officer did not forget to add: "These are some of the supplies that the Alchemist Association asked me to transfer. There are strikes all over the country now, and we have no way to transport more things."
" It's okay, but has the current situation reached this level?" Heine's rhetorical question made the officer look bitter.
(End of this chapter)