Him and their stars.

Chapter 771 Change the world before you know it?

Having said that, Yu Lian always felt that there was still a bit of a monster in it.Like Mr. Bernard Wood said, it's the job of their civil service to keep the trains on track.Instinctively, they will do their best to prevent any changes beyond their cognition.

A huge technical college built on the outskirts of Tulong, and it has to recruit a large number of sandman technicians, what kind of problems it will bring, will definitely exceed the imagination of the Governor's Mansion.

"Actually, it's quite easy to solve." Feifei laughed and said, "Mr. Bernard Wood's eldest son runs a small engineering company in China. We gave them a contract when we expanded the insect trap factory in New China. Of course, the information here was collected by Qiu Mingshan."

Ever since, the Tulon Institute of Technology was established in this way, and it soon filled up with students.Among them, there are only [-] young people who immigrated from the earth, and the other [-] are sand people.Of course, there are still far from enough teachers for professional courses. For example, the students in the school start with language and primary education, which can be learned through teaching robots.

"The sand people are really here?" Yu Lian was really surprised.

In the past two years, they were still in the "Sand people will never be slaves", and they still gathered [-] million troops to besiege Turon!Elder Brown Sen, the spiritual leader of the Sand People, and Kazi Khan, the future leader, both died at his own hands... The latter one did not become famous, but it can be ignored.

In addition, this place is far away from the mainland after all, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away.Various mine owners and farmers are also more unscrupulous.

All in all, the relationship between the earth and the sand people may not have reached the point of endless blood feud, but the relationship with the earth colonial government is at least below the level of indifference.

"Of course, most people are waiting and watching, even the tribes and city-states that were originally friendly with the Governor's Mansion. Only a few thousand students were found in the first month of school. Therefore, Major Wayali personally led the team to attack and conquered several city-states of the sand people."

"Attack, attack... Has the governor's mansion approved it?"

"The Governor's Mansion can't manage the [-]th Fleet, and when the attack was made, Governor Jiang was investigating in Lushun. In addition, these city-states were among the participants in the Tulong incident a few years ago. Qiu Mingshan had already collected enough The criminal evidence proves that they are still collaborating with foreign forces. It is only natural for us to suppress the rebellion.”

Most of the nomadic tribes and city-states that attacked Tulong in the past had been trapped in the vast grasslands and sand seas, fled around and became horse bandits, and became a copy of the achievements and money of bounty hunters from all walks of life.On the contrary, those city-state princes who had settled down originally fled back to their strongholds, trembling.

However, at that time, the Governor's Mansion was dealing with a series of influences after the Turon incident, so it ignored these guys.After trembling for a period of time, they carefully tested the Governor's Mansion and sent a large sum of money.

The Governor's Mansion really dared to bear it, and the Shamin princes felt that they could stand up again, and they were relieved from then on.But what they never expected was that the Governor's Mansion let them go, but the Thirteenth Fleet did not.

"Major Wayali killed all the black-scaled, red-scaled, and white-scaled princes and nobles, but released all the slaves and oppressed civilians. From them, he chose some who had a certain foundation in reading and writing, and who were not so important to us. A young and middle-aged man with a lot of resentment... Hehe, in fact, when he killed the princes and nobles, those ordinary people had no resentment towards us at all."

yes!Before the arrival of the earth, the civilization process of the sand people had just reached the age of city-states and nomads, and the rudimentary writing and social system had just been produced, and it was far from the point where nationalism could be born.

However, for most of these ordinary deserters who have never left their cities, the oppression of the earthlings is not intuitive, but the whips of their own masters can be felt every day with the pain of flesh and blood.

And the corpses of the slave laborers hanging on the wall to dry were also made by the masters.

The miners and farmers on the earth, no matter how they work in sweatshops, eat much better than the sandmen's own gentlemen.

As for the hatred of the hundreds of thousands of people who died in Tulong, after all, most of the sand people do not have the concept of compatriots.They now feel that the people on Earth are pretty good. If we don't make trouble, the people on Earth won't do anything.Those unlucky ones who died just listened to the fooling of these noble masters!

"In this way, in the second month of school, we have [-] students."

This amount is remarkable.With the productivity of the city-state era, even if they can occasionally get industrial products and books from this side of the earth, and young people born in ordinary families can read and write, they must be the best among children of the same class.

"After another month, our students are fully recruited..." Feifei said again.

Yu Lian said: "I know, these are the students sent by those friendly city-states and tribes, right? They should be the children of nobles. They were still waiting and watching, but now they can't do it anymore. There is no influence left.”

Feifei nodded with a smile, and then said: "I dream that one day, on the red mountain of Wolfgang star, the son of Wolfgang gladiator will be able to sit with the son of star knight and share the friendship of comrades."

"I dream that one day, even the two places where justice has disappeared and oppression prevails, the Black Rock Star District and the Sumoe Star District, will become an oasis of justice and peace."

"I dream that one day a poor Razakai boy will live in a universe where they will be judged not by their race, but by their character. They are not born to be Tirilo servants and servants, as well as scholars, engineers and artists."

Although Feifei's narration was full of emotion, Yu Lian's goosebumps suddenly rose, feeling a bit like the death scene of a large society.

"No matter what state of mind Yu'er was in when he said these words, I think at least student Wayali really listened to it." Feifei smiled and said: "And it has indeed been carried out. Did Qiu Mingshan listen? I don't know about it, but at least he had a good time, and that's how the story is now."

Yu Lian felt ashamed for a moment, feeling that all his little friends were purer than himself.

"What else? Those city-states have been killed. What about the remaining civilians and freed slaves? Don't tell me that they can manage themselves."

Still the same problem, in this era, the working people of the lower class rarely have the opportunity to receive education.The reason why they are oppressed by the gentlemen is not because they are born that way, but because they have no choice, or they don't even have the concept of choice.

"This is the next step." Feifei smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you that the new factory invested by Red Star Investment Company, New Shenzhou Heavy Industry, and Red Maple Factory has already been built?"

"Yes, it seems to be an entire huge metallurgical base. If all the plans come into being, it will be a copy of another Red Maple Factory. I got it from Yani... I got the money from Miss Bei, You really just smashed in without blinking an eye."

"To be precise, the metallurgical base is for supporting ship materials and mechanical processing bases. There are so many ores in Xinyumen, such good natural conditions, and so many labors. It would be a pity not to use them! In short, The processing plant will be placed on the inner coast of Yumen, on a plain about 100 kilometers away from Tulong. As for the metallurgical plant, it will be placed at the foot of Mount Kiriro, not far from the valley where the fish fled last time. There are high-quality Iron and copper mines. However, in this way, basic transportation facilities should be built."

At this moment, the New Lushun Xinggang is still at 9:300 p.m. standard time, but it is exactly 10:[-] a.m. on Xinyumen, which is more than [-] light-years away.

On the rugged hilly area between the highest Mount Kirilo in Xinyumen and the plain outside Tulong, hundreds of thousands of sand migrant laborers lined up in two long snakes that snaked beyond the horizon.They stood facing each other, wearing strangely shaped steel gauntlets on their hands, and kept pounding the ground with the impact hammers in their hands.

A human youth with tanned skin stood on the side of the truck next to him, holding a loudspeaker, shouting: "Listen to my orders! One! Two! Smash!"

Following his orders, the Sandmen laborers kept hitting the ground with their hammers.The impact-powered hammer is like a rough version of the road roller, constantly punching the undulating ground into a smooth road.

The human youth chanted in Earth language. Although it was simple, the workers nearby understood it, and their movements were neat and rhythmic, just like machines.Or, even better than mechanical.At least it is absolutely impossible for a machine to have such an enthusiastic feeling.

Among the two long queues of desert workers, there are hundreds of people like him commanding with shouts. There are human beings like him, and there are also Lumina people with four arms and carapaces on their backs. .

The Lumina people have the attribute of "resettlement and resettlement".This must also be the first batch of Lumina workers who have come to the New World since the birth of this nation.However, after a short period of adaptation, they still hung up the carapace humidifier and entered the work in full swing.

The surface of this hill is very rugged, and it is difficult for large machinery to drive in.Of course, they can also use engineering robots with flying and anti-gravity functions, but the cost will be uncontrollable.

Fortunately, under the guidance of humans and Lumina engineers, although the Sandman laborers still feel dumb, they did a good job of mechanical labor.

After nearly a month of hard work, the ten-kilometer-long ground was finally leveled.Immediately afterwards, another group of workers entered the site with tools and began to reinforce the road surface.They also wear fancy steel gauntlets.

This is another blockbuster product of Red Star Office, the Laborer 5 working exoskeleton officially put into production.Low cost and good performance.It allows each worker to exert more than twice the strength of the original body when using the upper limbs to work, without consuming too much physical energy.

Now, the laborer type 5 has been sold to the alliance, and it is entrusting the production of the well-known Furnace Industry on the alliance.The annual agency fee alone is calculated in billions.

The dark-skinned young man let out a long sigh of relief, jumped out of the truck to check the smoothness of the road surface, and was satisfied with everyone's work.He patted a blue-scaled sandman foreman beside him, and laughed loudly: "Additional meal tonight!"

The sandman was slightly taken aback, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

"I told you not to kneel, I'm not your new master!" The young man shouted helplessly, and with all his strength he added Shamin to his feet, gesticulating with his hands and feet, "Additional meal today! Extra meal, meat ...meat, do you understand?"

The other party should be able to understand the word "meat", and immediately smiled happily, as if lying down and kowtow, but was held up by the young man.

"I said you are not allowed to kneel! You are also an honorable worker, who are you kneeling for?"

Foreman Shamin couldn't understand, and his face was full of confusion.

The black youth let out a hey helplessly, and was thinking about how to tell the other party such a complicated matter, when he heard a burst of intensive footsteps in the distance.If it was the sound of human footsteps, the sound could not be such a heavy sense of oppression, it was more like a heavy robot.

"The big guy from the mainland has arrived?"

The young man also looked at it with a happy smile, and quickly jumped on the roof of his dump truck, looking towards the direction of the sound, and then saw a group of people wearing power mechs appearing from behind the hill, marching in a continuous procession. After turning over the hillside and ditch, it happened to pass outside the construction site.

If it was on weekdays, when ordinary sandmen saw earthlings wearing military power armor, they would either hide in the soil like lizards, or kneel down and tremble.But now, these laborers just gave way to each other. Although they still flinched, at least they didn't run away, and even dared to look at this scene as a diorama.

This is probably because only half of the [-] or so people who ran over were human, and the other half were sandmen.

The power armor worn by Sand People is not military equipment with military armor and supporting firepower, but more like a hand-made exoskeleton, which always looks a bit wasteland.However, the running sandmen soldiers all felt like space knights wearing coat of arms machines, even more energetic than the earth comrades beside them.

"Run! Run! Imperial panzergrenadiers can march two hundred kilometers a day in power armor for a week, and then immediately go into battle! Even the stormtroopers can reach one hundred and fifty kilometers. I don't ask you to reach throwing The level of the bombers, but how can they lose to the stormtroopers?" A young earthman who didn't wear power armor but just a tracksuit ran on the side of the team, and kept encouraging everyone while running: "Run! Run! Look! Look at the elders and folks around you, think about your current life, it depends on you to protect everything!"

Tsk, it's not a machine sent from the mainland!The young overseer curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and sat down to take a nap on the roof of the car, but the leading young officer had already seen everything.

"Hi, Mr. Busca." The young man greeted loudly.

"Hi, Major Wayali." Mr. Busca, a young engineer at the Red Maple Factory, said helplessly, "You are really capable of tossing around. Do you still need to lead this kind of training yourself?"

"I'm a psyker after all, so I'm at least confident in my physical strength." Simon Vayali stopped, took a few steps closer, and asked with a smile, "How's the progress of the project?"

"Mr. Summers has inspected it. If everything goes well, the optical track can be laid next month. Of course, the premise is that the materials are delivered from China and no one disturbs during the construction." Buska spread his hands and shrugged. Shrugged: "Tell me, I, a worker's son who has never left Lumina's hometown, somehow ran to this planet two million light-years away and gnawed on the sand?"

(End of this chapter)