Chapter 48 Utopia in Southeast Asia
Chapter 48 Utopia in Southeast Asia
There's a popular saying online: "This is Earth, your race is human, and your main quest is to consume 3000 calories of energy every day and find a comfortable place to sleep. Everything else is a side quest."
Therefore, as long as you understand the main quest, giving up side quests isn't a big deal.
For example, do those guys below the West Eagle's kill line need your pity? No, they are all seasoned players who have seen through the truth of the world and only do the main quests.
The same principle applies to Crabbe.
Krabang is a wonderful place. It's mountainous and geographically isolated, with an average altitude between 1500 and 3000 meters. It has a subtropical climate, fertile soil, and a warm, humid climate. The year is divided into distinct dry and rainy seasons. Summers bring abundant rainfall from the southwest monsoon, while winters are influenced by cold, dry northern monsoons. It is rich in minerals such as gold, silver, and gemstones, making it an ideal place for developing various tropical agricultural practices and also a suitable location for undertaking major human endeavors.
In the past, the warlords who occupied this place liked to grow baby flowers and engage in all sorts of wicked industries, because they were just doing money-making side quests. But the Red October Order is different. They are believers in "God" and have no worldly desires, at least those high-ranking members who have seen miracles and experienced divine grace.
Since they are only doing the main quest, the so-called blockade does not have as much impact on them as outsiders imagine.
Most importantly, this group was revising a new scripture, and the reference materials for that scripture were all specified by Hu Biao. The process of revising the scripture was also a learning process, and in Hu Biao's view, they were learning quite well.
In the rainforest and valleys, the Red October Church began an activity called "Self-reliance and Self-sufficiency" based on the information in those materials.
Mobilize the surrounding believers and villagers to reclaim all the fertile fields, woodlands, and orchards that had been occupied and abandoned by the Wu family and several of their former subordinate leaders, and redistribute them to believer families with no or little land according to family size and labor capacity.
It wasn't a simple division, but a purposeful division based on villages or settlements. After the division, the land was discussed collectively and planned in a coordinated manner, deciding where to grow staple crops, where to cultivate vegetable gardens, where to plant oil palm, where to raise fish ponds, and so on.
Although the plan is rough, it does have a certain grand vision.
Meanwhile, the religious leaders, led by Soe Win, personally visited various villages to understand the situation firsthand. Seeing the lack of oxen and modern agricultural machinery, they organized labor cooperation and mutual assistance. The religious group's limited funds were all invested in production.
With Soewin leading the high command of the order by example, the organizational structure of production within the order's sphere of influence gradually changed.
In larger villages, believers spontaneously formed "mutual aid production groups," with several or even a dozen families working together and distributing the results according to their labor. The religious order encouraged this form and sent literate believers to assist with bookkeeping and resolving conflicts. In their spare time, they organized able-bodied men to build or reinforce irrigation facilities and level roads. If there was no cement, they used lime mixed with clay; if there was no steel reinforcement, they used bamboo and wood for reinforcement.
With the addition of a fairer distribution system, after a period of time, the indigenous people in the parish suddenly found that their lives had become better than before, their production and living efficiency had increased, and even their living standards had improved significantly. This made the cohesion of the entire parish stronger. At the same time, many indigenous people from other places heard about what was happening in the parish and entered the parish from different places. The parish was thriving.
This outcome was completely unexpected by those who imposed the blockade.
In a sunny office, an elderly man stared at the intelligence report in his hand, his brow furrowed into a deep frown.
"What are they doing? Does that Sowin, and his key men, really believe in those outdated slogans?"
"Faith, coupled with rudimentary organizational skills, and that relatively isolated territory..." Sitting opposite him was a younger woman, whose expression was also grim. She pondered for a moment and said, "The problem isn't their extraordinary abilities, but this... cohesion. If this way of life spreads, it will have a very negative impact on us."
"According to incomplete statistics, nearly a thousand people have entered the parish and settled down in the past month. If this continues, Krabum will... Minister, we must make a decision."
"You mean, military action?!"
"No, the risk of a direct military attack cannot be assessed." The woman's expression grew increasingly grim. After all, the shadow of "disappearance" was too terrifying, especially in the South Pacific region, where the unknown terror had a profound impact on them.
However, the economic lockdown does not seem to be as effective as expected.
So...
"Find a few NGOs to investigate their situation and find a way to dismantle them!"
A few days later, news quietly spread around Krab that the government would join forces with several international charities to set up humanitarian aid stations at designated locations outside the blockade to provide food and medicine to misled people and help them return to their hometowns.
These initiatives are undoubtedly very attractive to some believers who have just experienced the hardships of land reclamation and whose lives are still difficult, especially those who are not local and have drifted to Krabang for various reasons.
In some villages, uneasy unease began to emerge. In the fields and along the roadsides, casual conversations during breaks gradually increased.
"I heard that the station in La'an distributed several cartloads of grain on the very first day..."
"My neighbor's son secretly went to see it, and when he came back he said that the rice was much better than what we grow ourselves, and the oil was clearer..."
"Ugh, when will this ever end? Working every day, my mouth is so bland..."
"Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear you..."
"What's wrong with what you heard? God didn't say people shouldn't be fed and clothed, did he? Besides, he said people are free to come and go..."
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The discussions inevitably reached the ears of the clergy and guards at all levels, and were reported up to the October Auditorium.
The atmosphere around the long table was heavy. Yan Han slammed his fist on the table: "This is a conspiracy! They want to undermine us! When the blockade didn't work, they tried to use these methods to break us down. Humanitarian aid, humph, why didn't they come when we were starving? Now that we're starting to see some improvement, they come...!"
Danto's expression was also grim. "These guys definitely have ulterior motives. They're taking advantage of our shortage of supplies and trying to sway people with tangible benefits. Forcibly stopping them will only cause their hearts to scatter faster, and it also goes against our principles."
Sowen closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the rough wooden table surface.
At this moment, he could vaguely sense the subtle fluctuations emanating from the pool of faith in that mysterious place, across a vast distance of time and space. These fluctuations reflected the confusion, wavering, and yearning for a better life among some believers.
Suddenly, he laughed. "It's a good thing that someone is bringing us supplies. Besides, as we've said before, they are free to come and go. Whether they want to leave or stay, it's their freedom. We won't force them."
"My lord, this..."
"You've overlooked a key point: we are different from them. We serve God, and everything is based on God's will. Nothing else matters. Tell them they are free to come and go as they please; it's their choice."
"grown ups……"
"That's settled then!" Sowin said. "Also, send a few people to see what those relief stations are providing, and bring over anything we can use. It'll be a good way to help our parish."
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