Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling came to the street holding hands.
The streets of the current resistance army base are more lively than when the Federation sent a large number of spies to inquire about the situation more than two years ago.
First, with the popularization of basic immortal cultivation education, the resistance army has a wider range of capabilities and can do more things.
The first is to eat this aspect. Before the Zerg specialties, there were already signs.
Today, the Zerg has developed into a vegetable basket for a small rebel base.
This thing sounds amazing.
Where there is a market, there is demand, and where there is demand, there is supply. As soon as the Zerg Chuanchuan came out, it swept the entire night market with its three characteristics of detoxification, curiosity, and deliciousness, and became one of the most common and prosperous snacks.
Against this background, the supply of Zerg from the Xiuxian team was obviously in short supply.
But that doesn't matter. We monks have wisdom and strength!
So the resistance army base began to engage in breeding.
The initial breeding was of course unsuccessful. The worm was indeed too fierce. This was a special race that was almost born to kill, and was qualified to be called a murder weapon.
People who have not undergone special training, even if they are monks, are still easily injured by insects in the basic stage of the Qi refining period.
When bug farming was first introduced to the resistance army base, there were three daring farmers who dared to eat crabs first were scratched.
Still, injuries and bloodshed don't stop people from wanting to eat bugs.
After the human settlement and marriage in the space age, almost all human beings have the blood of the foodie empire flowing in their veins!
As a result, the issue of bug farming has become a hot topic for a long time, and it was even discussed in Luo Jiujiang's public class.
Many people came to ask Luo Jiujiang about this question, and Luo Jiujiang gave them a good answer.
It's just that his answer is not very informative.
Luo Jiujiang said, "You ask me how many steps are involved in cultivating insects?"
"It's very simple! The first step is to catch it, and the second step is to raise it. It's easier than putting an elephant in the refrigerator."
The person asking the question: "… "
The person who stretched out his ears and waited for the eavesdropper: "..."
system:[… ]
System: [Forget it, host, you should close the microphone. ]
Under the reward, there must be a brave man. When the topic of bug farming was in full swing, a beta came out and announced that he had successfully farmed bugs.
He concluded and mastered a set of successful Zerg breeding methods. Although it can't breed most zerg, it is quite effective for several of the most popular meat worms.
Later, people found on his basis that castrating the Zerg can make the meat of the Zerg more tender and reduce the aggressiveness of the Zerg.
People: "Yeah yeah!"
Zerg: “@%￥… %… %”
It is worth mentioning that the origin of this beta is worth thinking about.
He was originally a professional in the Federation responsible for raising Zerg.
He always thought that the Zerg he raised were sent to the laboratory and contributed to the Federation's creation of more effective weapons or the organization of more effective tactics.
Until one day, he found out that it was not so.
The Zerg he raised so hard was taken away by a noble. The noble then locks the bug with a bug-bait omega, and next…
After knowing this, the breeder beta vomited on the spot.
This way of making fun is really unacceptable.
Even if it has long been known that the nobles have never regarded commoners as human beings, omegas who came from commoners are even less human. However, beta has always thought that what he did was a meaningful and beneficial thing for mankind.
No, he was the executioner and an indirect accomplice.
The beta immediately went home with an illness, and three days later, he and the others absconded to the Rebel base.
It is said that there are no bug lures there.
After he came, the world view was completely changed.
There are no lures here, here... there are fairies here!
Of course, in the end, history has proved that this beta came to the base, which is undoubtedly the best choice he made in his life.
This is his luck, and it is also the luck of the base. In this chaotic, dynastic era, he and the base interacted, and each added a bright color to each other's lives.
The first type of zerg domesticated by beta belongs to "meat worms".
The second type of Zerg he domesticated belonged to the "bus category".
…
The street is a thriving scene, with a dazzling array of goods on display in shops, and pedestrians on the street are leisurely paced.
And put on the armor and the bridle, the bus bug with a simple light carriage on the back also runs on a special road. Once the public transport system was tried out, it was immediately praised by the general public.
People began to develop other functions of the Zerg in full swing: such as domestication and housekeeping.
Luo Jiujiang: "..."
Luo Jiujiang suspects that if the world continues to develop like this, sooner or later, the Zerg in biology textbooks will become the most loyal friend of mankind from the natural enemy of mankind.
… Oh, by the way, he forgot, there are no biology textbooks.
Cough, it's a bit embarrassing to say, but the theory of immortality brought by Luo Jiujiang really broke some biological principles.
… also defeats some of the principles of physics.
Just like now, the uniformly dressed patrols are grabbing a few monks and wanting to issue tickets for them.
"How many times have I said that I can't fly so low, I can't fly so low. What should I do if I hit a person, what should I do if I hit a bird, and what should I do if I hit a flower?"
The cultivator who was ticketed also had a sincere expression: "It's really not intentional, just raise your hand and let it go."
"no."
"This is a newbie. I just got my flight license yesterday. I'm so excited..."
system:[… ]
Luo Jiujiang smiled and looked proudly at this newly emerging city-state with extremely strong vitality.
And the system feels in a trance.
This world with too many elements... will really kill obsessive-compulsive disorder.
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Before Luojiujiang popular science cultivation, although the resistance army base had certain strength, it was by no means a behemoth of the size it is now.
You know, at that time, the Federation was the internal concern of mankind, and the Zerg was the external problem of mankind. Under the two-phase attack, the base's life was very difficult.
But now... Zerg have been farmed in batches.
Now the people in the rebel base no longer feel that the Federation is a mountain that cannot be climbed or shaken. Some people who are extraordinarily optimistic have begun to call the Federation "the disease of scabies".
When the federation heard it, his nose was almost crooked.
In addition, the name "Rebel Base" has also sparked widespread protests from the opposing Federation.
They think the rebel base is too shameless: Nima, is your current size and size still a base? Within two years, the power has greatly expanded, and a full eight large Zerg nests have been pushed out. Do you think you are the base
You are already another country!
However, the resistance base is very humble and very stubborn.
The head of foreign affairs said: "We are a small base. We are solemnly protesting that the opposite federation is bullying the small and paying large-scale attention and attacks on our small base. We condemn this to the federation."
After the Federation heard it, he vomited blood silently in his heart.
By the way, the phrase "We are the base, the federation uses the big to bully the small, and the strong to bully the weak" was also printed on the history textbooks of the resistance base.
Really aggrieved.
…
All in all, in the past few years, with the joint efforts of the entire resistance base, the corner of the Federation has been dug very successfully.
As a rotten regime, the Federation itself is like a pool of stinky water, lifeless and has long lost its vitality and vitality.
The Rebel base has yet to deal a devastating blow to it, but it has begun to disintegrate on its own from the inside.
The first step of disintegration is that a large number of people at the bottom have fled the Federation.
In the "Three Years of Black Iron" under the federal government, the nobles scuffled because of the internal struggle for power and profit, and almost everyone's appearance was extremely ugly.
The army was attacked because of the fuse of "spies leaking all the information". When the military's voice and power were reduced to infinitely small, the nobles began their carnival feast.
The military was dismantled and divided up by the nobles, and everyone wanted to get the biggest piece of the cake.
In the past three years, the strength of the federal military has declined exponentially, while the number of private armies of the federal nobles has increased day by day.
However, these private armies only served the noble lords themselves. It is impossible to say that there is any federal consciousness, going out to the Zerg, and facing the rebels.
The nobles are still fighting in their nests.
This time, even the narrow ascending passage of the army has been closed, and the opinions of the people can be imagined.
Under such circumstances, the Federation, which has always prided itself on being "free and just", finally ate the first bitter fruit of its struggle for power and profit.
It is no longer a highly centralized collective power.
Its territory was divided.
Noble titles were vacant a long time ago. Even if they got a fief, they could only receive taxes and could not really do anything with their territory. After having their own private army, they all sharpened their knives and were eager to try.
After the Duke of Rovo, whose fief was located in the most fertile eastern plains, announced that he would move to his own domain, and his domain became self-governing, the entire Federation was plunged into a kind of warlord-like chaos.
Divide the cracked soil, paint the ground and rule it by yourself is just a matter of leisure.
These nobles who declared independence also looked at the territory next to them with red eyes. Even if someone is willing to live in a corner, it does not mean that his neighbor is also a safe guy.
Having just tasted the sweetness of private soldiers and independence, the nobles couldn't help but want more.
These so-called nobles, in fact, are already large and small warlords fighting each other, increasing corvée service, and forcibly conscription.
Their territory has not yet gained a single point because of independence, and it has already fallen into chaos.
On the other hand, the people who were not divided by the nobles, who did not claim to be independent, and who were still taken over by the Central Party of the Federal Government, did not feel that life was better than those independent territories.
In any age, the people are cattle and sheep to be slaughtered.
What's more, because of the frenzied infighting of the top federal officials, the federal tax rate has also risen simultaneously in the past three years, almost to the point where people can't survive.
It turns out that all the records of the ancient earth era are not rumors.
Is the fat of the people and the cream of the people just property? That is the blood of the people.
If you only loot the belongings of the people at the bottom, and give them a bite to eat and a bed to sleep in, the people may still be able to survive.
However, the desires of the gentlemen above are endless. Even if they were to extract the marrow and dig their bones, they would not be able to fill their bottomless greed.
The federation is so big that it can't even accommodate a bed that can sleep.
If you can't survive, you can only run.
However, it is said that there are Zerg on all sides, where are we going
At this time, the resistance base began to spread flyers with flying swords.
—That’s right, this trick was learned from the original Federation battle. The drones specially approved by the federal government to distribute leaflets are still on display in the museum of the rebel base.
As for the flyers distributed this time... To be honest, they are made of recycled paper from recyclable waste!
The flyer clearly depicts the wonderful blueprint of the Rebel base.
Come to us, there is food to eat, bed to sleep in, bugs to fight, and compulsory education for popular science. Regardless of alpha, beta and omega, everyone is considered a human being.
The federal masses were moved.
The federal mass group ran away.
The first to clean up and leave is the bottom of the slum. They called friends and accompanied them, and they packed up the few rags they had and wrapped themselves around them, as well as the food that had begun to rot.
"Go!" they said.
"Get out of here!" they shouted.
So on the long road, on the ridge, the footprints of tens of thousands of people walked like a long dragon.
Old people, children, sick alphas, scrawny omegas.
If you are unsteady, you will break a dead branch to support it, and if you are sick, you will be supported by family members and neighbors.
At night, sporadic torches are lit in this long procession, breaking through the darkness of the netherworld. If someone looks down from the sky at this time, they will see the sparks connected in a line, like a winding dragon.
They are going to the resistance base, to a place where there is equality, dare to resist, can eat, and it is said that there is garbage sorting.
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The influx of a large number of people made the rebel base a little chaotic for a while.
Although Unmanned Flying Sword was sent to drop flyers before, everyone still did not expect that it was only the first wave, and there were so many people flowing in.
However, it is absolutely impossible to panic and close the gate of the base.
As early as a long time ago, when Luo Jiujiang was the leader of the resistance army base in Hanqianling, before Luo Jiujiang came to this world, the resistance army base always took "living like a person" as its mission.
You must know that the earliest group of veterans of the resistance army base are also the current senior leaders of the resistance army base. Almost all of them were born in the slums and have always followed Han Qianling.
The resistance army base has sufficient food reserves - I would like to thank the Zerg for their selfless contribution to meat, as well as the simple and easy-to-understand and easy-to-operate spells such as sowing, harvesting, soil turning, and sweet rain.
Although they were surprised at the scale of the refugees at first, the rebel base organized the resettlement of the refugees as soon as possible.
Simple prefab houses have been built in the base for living, but the refugees need to register first and obtain their identity.
Before all the refugees entered the city for medical examination, in order to prevent fainting from hunger, everyone stood in line, and everyone was given a bowl of rice porridge to drink.
A chaotic, displaced Confederate fugitive, well-placed at a Rebel base.
Some people who fled the federation early and moved to the resistance army base even found their familiar relatives and friends from the migrants this time.
They asked, "What's going on in the Commonwealth?"
"It's even worse." The beta who answered had festering scars on half of his body. He covered his face with a numb expression, "I knew earlier, I should have come here earlier."
His alpha friend, who had come earlier, looked at him hesitantly. He remembered that beta had a happy family.
"Did you... come alone this time?"
beta gave a wry smile: "Yeah."
"... Where's my sister-in-law?"
Beta's face was stiff, and tears could not even flow from his sunken eye sockets: "Your sister-in-law starved to death."
Alpha swallowed, realizing that he had brought up a topic that should never have been brought up. Just when he wanted to change his mind, beta murmured again: "When you left, your sister-in-law was pregnant with a child... but..."
"… result?"
"The child's life is not good." Beta buried her face deeply in her palm, "She is an omega... Rose Palace has been short of omegas in the past two years, even those in the slums. They have already been taken by them before the full moon. took away…”
As we all know, the Rose Palace will not help children remember their life experiences.
Because as long as the children who are carried into the Rose Palace, there has never been any talk of honoring their ancestors and returning home.
If they want to go back to their parents' home after they get married, they can only go back to the Rose Palace and show off their good fortune and good luck after they get married.
Apart from that there is nothing else.
Beta pressed his face firmly to his palm and refused to leave. He repeated a sentence over and over again: "It's okay to be carried into the Rose Palace, at least she won't starve. But she must not be a lure..."
Alpha's eyes turned red.
And the scene of meeting and meeting like this, reporting news to each other, and knowing that people they knew have passed away, still continue to happen in this base, many, many.
On the other hand, those noble lords and the top officials of the Federation finally reacted to the loss of a large number of people.
Of course, although most of them are not smarter than a walnut, at least they are not stupid enough to think that the people run away.
The resistance army is their enemy. The growth of the resistance army means their weakness. If the resistance army is allowed to grow up unscrupulously, then sooner or later the Federation will have a catastrophe.
If the people run away, who will pay their taxes
No taxes, no land scavenging, so where does the money they enjoy come from
Do they have to pay for the tens of thousands of red wine they drink, the special caviar they eat, and the military salaries they spend on the private army
That doesn't work. The common people work, the nobles enjoy; the nobles eat and drink, the common people pay. This is tradition.
So in the face of the people's escape in secret, these big men gave an order simply and rudely: Don't run.
These noble high figures are all alphas. In their cognition, there is no person in the world with purer blood than them, no one wiser than them, and no one better than them.
Their ancestors were nobles, and their ancestors were nobles. The most valiant alpha and the most loyal omega are married, and it is only because of the leaders of their federation that the federation is what it is today.
The people at the bottom are ants, the people in the middle are bulls and horses, and those in the middle and upper classes who are led by them are qualified to be their watchdogs.
Will ants, cows, and watchdogs have their own opinions
Do ants, cows, and watchdogs have their own opinions
So this matter only needs a ban, no need to investigate why these untouchables want to run, and no need to understand that they are burdened with corvée that can't survive.
No tax cuts, no pacification, and no candy to keep them from stomping their noses in the face.
The nobles were shepherds, and they had learned to whip their whips from their earliest days in their cradles. And in front of the people at the bottom, this set has been practiced with ease.
The public can be intimidated by punishment.
One person escaped, and five surrounding families sat together, and the tax was increased by 20%.
Hundreds of people fled, and the head of the district was deprived of his identity and was also demoted to pariah.
At the same time, increase the guards who escape overnight. Once found, the guards can be killed directly.
Under extreme oppression, extreme resistance will inevitably arise.
This regime is too young, too young to have experienced the change of dynasties.
Although there are some ancient-earth age books that record the stories of those tyrants, no nobles usually bring them into themselves. What's more, people have already stepped out of space, and even the gender has changed from two to six.
They've all changed an era, haven't they? How can we look at everything from the old point of view
How can repeated stories be repeated over and over again
- Humans really deserve to be evolved from the same group of monkeys, always repeating the same mistakes in the same inexplicable self-confidence.
So on that day, in the territory of an earl, a citizen who was forced into a corner directly shouted a slogan that was exactly the same as the voice of the ancients thousands of years ago.
"I die now, and I die if I make a big plan. When I die, is it okay to die?"
"The prince and general Xiangning have a kind of kind!"
The people cannot survive.
So the people rebelled.
One place revolted, and followers everywhere rose up. They robbed the guards of their weapons, and they had electromagnetic guns, flame guns, pistols, rifles... or they didn't need firearms, as long as they had knives.
They just want to go to the resistance base to have a meal.
However, since the Federation did not even give them the last way to survive, they would die together.
These rebels rushed into the mansion of the aristocratic masters, stripped the noble men who were high above and claimed to be leaders alpha, stripped their gorgeous clothes, chopped off their heads, and hung their corpses on the gallows.
—It was the place where the Count threatened them before, if they dared to escape, they would be hanged for public display after being hacked to death on the spot.
Let's see what makes these natural leaders, elite alphas, and ambitious bigwigs different.
In the end, the people were disappointed to find that the Count also had two eyes, a nose and a mouth. They couldn't see through the man's fat head and ears, and see clearly the ravines and wisdom in his brain.
After the big man was beheaded, he would still hang on the gallows. A gust of wind blows, and the earl's toes will sway back and forth.
Of course, because he eats well, he is fatter and heavier than others, so the frequency of swinging will be slower.
Opinions were divided among the rebels, most of whom, despite killing the local ruler, wanted to continue to defect to the rebels.
Some people also think that since we have killed these nobles, we may also become the top of the federation, become the noble masters, and become the new rulers.
Don't you hear a saying that the emperor takes turns doing it, and he will come to my house next year.
Anyone can sit in that position, everyone is the same person, why do I have to run now that I can pick the fruit
Those of the former idea, after overthrowing the cruel rule of those lords, renovated in the mansions of the lords and those "grown men".
They slept like never before on the goose feather bed, found the cellar full of rice noodles, chicken, duck, goose, fish and sheep, ate a few full meals, packed them all into luggage, and set foot on the road to the rebels. journey.
On the other hand, those with the latter concept continued to stick to the mansion of the local lord.
They announced that they would take over as new lords. It is suggested that citizens start to obey his orders, and even start to form their own municipal team.
- This group of people who thought so was quickly swallowed up by the nearby lords who were eyeing it, and few of them were able to keep their own territory.
After all, they are still inexperienced and organized mud legs.
…
When there were frequent chaos in the Federation, Han Qianling looked at the map and slowly raised his eyes.
"it's time."
"Rebel base... it's not just a base."
- The Federation once protested that the size of the rebel base was already a state.