goddess of revolution

Chapter 427 People's War, Labor Regardless of High or Low, and Leading by Example
After turning off the illusion in the entertainment hall of the life service center, those "phantom bugs" really made trouble, and Sam, who was standing in front and was about to talk about something, was almost buried.

Mayne was not polite, and beat up these guys solidly.She lost Longde's divine power of justice, and her crimson divine power was still unstable, but the skills of the paladin were not lost at all.

"The illusion shown here is to let you understand information, learn knowledge, and relieve your mood." Mayne said coldly: "It's not to turn you into phantom insects! Look at your disgusting appearance. Believe it or not, as long as the screen is on, as long as you are Shem, you still crane your necks and stare straight?"

Some people continued to roll and hum on the ground, some people yelled to kill someone or something, and a few people still rubbed their sore eyes with fear on their faces.

"Bullying you?"

Mayne then said to those who accused her: "Do you know that as long as you put certain images on the screen, you can confuse your mind without even using magic power, and let you do anything!?"

"You should be thankful that we are not the magicians of the Storm Islands, nor the loyal court of Youxiang, nor the kings and lords, and did not crush you as slaves to death!"

"We just hope that you can be your own masters, take up your own responsibilities, and at least know how to clean your ass after shit!"

Paladins are terrible, rude women are terrible, and the two together are even more terrible. No one dares to shout and talk back.

Mayne said, "Starting tomorrow, you'll have to wipe your own asses!"

This is the plan of the neighborhood committee, to organize residents to do a voluntary general cleaning, to get rid of everyone's psychological barriers to cleaning work, and then decompose the related work into fixed jobs.

Of course, there is another purpose. If you don't clean it up, the originally clean and comfortable residential area will soon become a garbage dump.If you can't even clean up the environment around you, how can you do the next work.

After soft grinding and hard foaming, loud speakers and upstairs "invite people", the residents finally dispatched all downstairs, received cleaning tools from the neighborhood committee and started working.Judging by their perfunctory attitude, you can tell that most people are still unwilling.

Sweeping the streets is only part of the cleaning work, and few residents are willing to take the initiative to clean up the sewers and even the cesspit.

Sam led Mayne and others to undertake the dirtiest and most tiring work. Sam also said: "We are all members of the Youth Fighting Group. If we fight, we must be at the forefront, and we must also be at the forefront of work."

As a paladin, Mayne also understood this truth.One must be strict with self-discipline, be good and upright, only then can one be qualified to punish evil and slash evil.

However, when she was holding the dung spoon and carrying the dung bucket, when she walked towards the dung pit, her courage gradually disappeared, and the idea of ​​turning around and running became stronger and stronger.

Sam walked in front, carrying the same tools as hers on her small body. Of course, she could only suppress this thought, but she was complaining in her heart. She could deliver hot lunch boxes to the frontline soldiers, and this matter cannot be handled automatically. what?
It's all because of this war...

Mayne has also seen the planning model of the Infrastructure Construction Commission, and the current residential area is not in its final form.

In the imagined residential area, magic technology is highly popular.

The building will be very high, with ladders that go up and down automatically and at a high speed...

Each house has its own kitchen, toilet, bathroom, and even a mirage. Lighting, fire, and water are all magic tools...

Each house even has an ethereal management magic device, so that everything in the house can change according to the owner's wishes...

The living facilities in residential areas are also automatic. For example, excrement will be sent to the concentrated area along the underground pipeline, and then sent to the remote processing area by teleportation. In addition to personnel, it is no longer necessary for people to do it by themselves.

Although it is necessary to dig out manure in other places, it should not happen in Beta City.

It's a pity that the invasion of the undead temporarily stopped this beautiful idea on the illusion model, and the living facilities in the collapsed tower area can only go so far, and the excrement has to be manually removed.

Mayne followed Sam and walked towards the cesspit between the apartment buildings. The closer the distance, the heavier Mayne's steps.It's okay to be tired, even with a mask on, the smell is really unbearable.After the work is done, even if you rub off a layer of skin on your body, the stench will linger around your nose for three days.

There was a sudden commotion behind them, and the two turned their heads and were stunned.

A tall, slim, undulating and beautiful figure walked over with a dung spoon and a dung bucket.Even though she was wearing an ordinary red jacket and a mask, her exposed willow eyebrows and almond eyes, as well as the two big braids, all marked her identity like a label.

Aurora-Behemia, Cardinal of the Confederation of Cardinals, Earl of Hadron Kingdom.

Mayne murmured like a dream: "Aurora... Cardinal, why do you..."

Aurora blinked: "Someone just said to me in a daze, why do you go to the toilet yourself, you wouldn't say the same, would you?"

A large group of residents had gathered behind, all staring in astonishment at this figure that had been seen countless times in the illusion.

Aurora, who is so beautiful, elegant, noble and powerful, actually came to pick up shit?
"What you can do, why can't I?"

Aurora bumped Mayne with her shoulder, signaling to follow.

Arriving at the cesspit well, he lifted the lid, and the stench spewed out into the sky. Mayne tried very hard to suppress the urge to vomit, and found that Aurora was the same.

"To be honest, it's also my first time, and I was hesitant when I came here." Aurora reached down the dung spoon a little clumsily: "But Tarrence, Stan, Asuna, and all the witches who can dispatch Now that I’m here, I don’t feel anything.”

"Think about it seriously, this little thought is not very noble, you have to reflect on it, haha..."

Mayne asked cautiously: "Did... Her Majesty the Goddess request?"

"That's not true. I reported the matter of mobilizing the masses to the goddess. After reading it, she only said that to mobilize the masses, you must first mobilize yourself and set an example." Aurora carefully lifted the dung spoon and poured the contents into the bucket inside.It was indeed the first time to see her actions.

After all, it was an extraordinary person, and there was no overflow of feces. Aurora breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "So we feel that we must join in personally. Of course, we have other jobs, and it is impossible to do it for too long. At least I won’t just stand by and point fingers.”

"Indeed." Mayne dipped his dung spoon and said, "Let those Shadow City people see what it means for us Feigong to be for one, and one for everyone. Let them also understand that labor does not distinguish between high and low. Afterwards, they will not complain so much when they take up such a job.”

"This is a purpose, but we can't just regard this kind of thing as a show." Aurora said: "I thought so too before, but Stan said that it is our way of faith to never forget labor. The more Dirty and tiring labor, the more you can temper your will and beliefs, the more you can understand all aspects of the world, and keep your soul awake at all times."

Following Mayne, he dipped the dung spoon: "And, think about it, we still have so many comrades who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield. They would not hesitate to lose their lives for the sake of the revolution, and it is worthwhile for us to suffer a little bit and get dirty." what?"

When it came to Aurora's slightly nasal voice, Mayne sighed, "Yes, the chief cardinal is still here..."

Sam coughed and said, "Okay, don't be so full for the first time, or it will easily shake out."

Mayne suddenly came to his senses, and gave Sam a grateful look.

The two walked out carrying the dung bucket, and the surrounding residents looked at them with extremely complicated eyes. Many people were still clamoring for autographs and so on, but there was no sound.

After pouring the contents into the dung truck, the two continued. Someone was already looking for tools and was about to follow them.

"Sam is really right," Mayne said with emotion: "Sometimes, there are some things that don't need to be said with great truth. Setting an example is worth a thousand words."

"Sam is a good comrade." Aurora looked at her with interesting eyes, and then at the fat halfling in the distance: "He is very kind and patient, and good at doing mass work. It's a pity that he still doesn't know much about the deeper revolutionary theory." There is not enough understanding to go further.”

Mayne said in shame: "Me too."

Aurora smiled and said, "So, let's work hard together."

Residents gradually joined the ranks of excavating the excrement, and those who cleaned the streets and moved the garbage began to get serious.This phenomenon is not only in the 32 partition, but also in other partitions.

Of course, the specific details are different. For example, in the eighteenth district, two saintesses each guarded a manure well and a manure truck. Their light wings stretched out, and they gnashed their teeth back and forth rapidly. Another contest of divine power.

At the beginning, the two saintesses were still frowning, their faces full of disgust and undisguised. When the dung and water overflowed, they accidentally stained their clothes, and they didn't care.It made the nearby residents unable to intervene, so they could only stare blankly at the beautiful scene of shining brilliance.

Watching a good show is the next thing. The saints can play excrement as a game, and they don't think it's dirty and tiring to be contemptuous even if they do such a job.

The situation in the [-]th district was different. A group of petite girls with brown skin and pointed ears were working very hard, holding long excrement spoons and large excrement buckets.

Finally, some residents couldn't stand it any longer, ran over to snatch a little girl's dung spoon, and greeted other residents: "It's shameful enough for someone else to take care of the things you pull yourself. You still stand when you are so tired." watching a play?"

The residents stood up one by one, yelling at the little sisters not to make trouble, and robbed them of all their jobs.

"I don't think the people of Shadow City are as bad as they say," Ince said to Tees.

"It varies from person to person," Tess let out a long breath, but there was a very unwilling expression on her face.

Speaking of individual differences, the situation in the Thirty District is really the same.

The little girl with light blonde short hair and beautiful appearance, but only 1.4 meters tall, has a small face and works very silently.

A certain resident couldn't stand it any longer, and leaned over to take the tool, but the little girl glared at him, and the aura overwhelmed the resident almost lying on the ground.

Then the little girl's words really made him fall down: "Beat it! Si, can pull, can't, rotten silk, worm!"

The liaison officers of the neighborhood committee nearby were all sweaty, and the chief liaison officer muttered: "His Royal Highness Ellie is very patient now. In the past, she always talked about getting lost, untouchables, and scum."

The residents didn't know the identity of the little girl very well, and this remark aroused their public shit... no, public indignation, and they all gritted their teeth and started working with tools.

To be despised by such a little girl with the attitude of a shit-shoveling officer, no matter how numb and lazy, as long as one's heart is still alive, no matter how unbearable it is!

From the initial shock and amazement to the subsequent apprehension and hesitation, with the participation of residents one by one, the sanitation campaign in the collapsed tower area gradually became in full swing.

(End of this chapter)