Azur Lane: I took the graduation port area through time

The dog kneels and complains:

Parents, this is the first handwritten letter home from the child since he was conscripted to the northern frontier of the empire for twelve years.

My handwriting is rusty, I hope your parents won't be offended.

Those fairies that descended from the sea that the boy mentioned last year really sent Mr. Xiang to the Great Wall Guards to teach the boy and his comrades in the Great Wall Guard how to read.

From now on, the child will no longer have to trouble Mr. Duhufu to write family letters.

In this short period of one year, no large-scale war occurred in the northern border of the empire.

On the contrary, a sea change has taken place here.

The fairies who claimed to be from the Northern Alliance actually built steel fortresses in the cold wasteland that could withstand the cold current and the tide of wild beasts.

Countless magic soldiers, whom they call "tanks", "snowplows" and "tractors", rush around the ice field day and night, turning what was once a wasteland in children's eyes into fertile land.

The most amazing thing is that these magic weapons are not driven by spiritual beasts and fairy powers, but by the huge kinetic energy converted from underground liquid called "oil".

The child and the surrounding villagers were taught how to drive these magical weapons by the immortal.

I didn’t expect that Natlan mortals like us would be able to personally pilot these powerful foreign weapons one day.

Parents, these fairies from the Northern Alliance are really different from all the fairies in the empire that the child has seen.

They would never harm or enslave mortals like children, but instead affectionately call us "comrades."

This word represents all like-minded people.

Children and comrades like this title very much.

In a child's impression, there has never been an immortal who would regard us mortals as like-minded partners.

They often tell us that as soldiers who defend our country and guard our borders, we must understand why we are fighting.

An army without faith is no different than a butcher's knife.

They said that those privileged classes who exploited the people of the empire, those imperial immortals and big landowners who were unwilling to give up their power, and the sects that taxed the life span of mortals were the real enemies of the people of Natland.

They said that producers, workers and intellectuals like us are the foundation of a strong country and should not suffer any discrimination or slavery.

Even if there are no immortal nobles or superior landlords, mortals can still achieve a happy life through their own efforts.

As long as we all work together, a prosperous Natland where everyone is equal, where immortals and mortals can talk to each other honestly, and where there are no more exploiters and privileged classes, will eventually come.

But the child does not understand that mortals can only survive if they are ruled by immortals, which is the eternal law of Natland.

But why do children, after hearing their descriptions, think that this law is wrong, distorted, and tampered with by intentional people?

The child is not the only one to have such rebellious thoughts.

The villagers around the Great Wall in Northern Xinjiang, the bandits and barbarians who voluntarily gave up resistance and became good, the Great Wall Guards who were conscripted to Northern Xinjiang like children, and even the captains, generals and adults in the military camp will often discuss this issue.

The fairies of Northern United always have one thing on their lips, practice is the basis of understanding.

And that's exactly what happened.

Over the past year, children and comrades have all felt that this eternal and unchanging imperial law is really what they said at first, it is an ideological shackles placed on mortals by exploiters.

Nowadays, mortals like children, as long as they are willing to participate in labor, will no longer suffer discrimination, beatings, and endure hunger and cold.

Anyone can be assigned to their own labor position by the immortals of the Northern Alliance based on their own expertise, interests and preferences.

Yes, parents, as long as you work under the guidance of the fairies of the Northern Union, they will give you the fairest and most just commission without hesitation.

If we exceed the planned workload during labor, we can even receive additional commissions, be publicly praised, and receive envious looks and praise from many people.

The most unbelievable thing for children is that ordinary people like us can get free treatment from doctors and alchemists if we are injured during work.

Those doctors and alchemists who once looked down upon us mortals in their hometowns are like living saints after being supervised by mortals here.

This kind of dream-like treatment is called the right that glorious workers deserve by the fairies of the Northern Union.

And as long as we have more and more comrades, one day no one in Natland will be able to deprive mortals of this right.

Not even the state king.

Many immortals from the empire who once needed children to look up to have also come from afar to join us and become our good comrades.

There are even rumors that the immortals from Beizhou Palace were ordered by the king to secretly join us for inspection.

But neither the child nor the other comrades were worried.

Because the child believes that those immortals who will also be exploited will be influenced by everything here, and finally choose to join the great construction cause of Natlan.

As for the stubborn exploiters, they will be hanged sooner or later and be reviled by thousands of people.

Sorry parents, my child was a little too excited when I wrote this.

But now everything in Northern Xinjiang is so unreal.

At the end of this year, the boy will finally be able to end his long career as a Great Wall Guard.

But the northern border of the empire has become the child's second home.

The child never thought that one day he would fall in love with this empire's frontier, and he was reluctant to return to the Central Plains.

Although the conditions here are still very difficult, many new comrades have not yet received training and been assigned suitable production positions.

But I heard from the fairies of Northern United that we have already exceeded our fourth quarter plan.

As long as the fifth quarterly plan is completed, all comrades will be able to live a life of eating three full meals a day and having meat in every meal.

This is something that a child could never even dream of when he was young.

The child still remembers that when he was a child, even having a full meal every day was a luxury in our family.

My mother would always secretly hide the grain before the grain collectors came. My son and Tao'er were both old enough to learn to read and learn arts, so they had to go to the fields to help my father.

Even though we longed to live so much, what our family got in the end was still a broken family (large blurred tears)

If the fairies from the Northern Union could come to Natland earlier and teach all this to more people.

Parents, will you not be persecuted to death by those vicious county officials who collect grain and grain? (Large segment of blurred tears)

Will the child not be conscripted to the border of Beizhou and not even have the chance to protect Tao'er from being taken away by the evil sect (large blurred tears)

Parents, let’s just say this much about the letters my children have burned for you this year.

The last thing I want to say is that a few days ago, I learned this sentence in my husband’s class:

Man is destined to die, and it may be heavier than a mountain or lighter than a feather.

The child is here to swear to his parents.

In the future, children must devote their lives to the great cause of breaking the shackles of countless people who are exploited like our family.

If Mars, as small as a child, is placed in Natland, it is not enough to illuminate the darkness.

So, when thousands of comrades gather together to ignite the raging fire born of the despair of all the oppressed in Natland...

All exploiters, whether they belong to the dignitaries of the imperial capital or major immortal sects...

All burned to ashes.

May the parents rest in peace, and may the child reunite with Tao'er soon.

Representative of the Provisional Soviet Committee of the North Natlan Region, Representative of the Great Wall Guards of Xelaoguan

Wang Chengang