When Dulin returned home, Carter was sitting in a simple church. Many people had gathered in the church. If you look carefully, you can find that there are only a few women among these people, and the others are all men and... one dog.
"Everyone is here?" Carter stood up from the bench in the first row. No one answered his words, but the silence told him that everyone was here. Regardless of whether they are all here or not, everyone is here. He looked at the two people guarding the door, ordered "Close the door and don't let anyone in again", and then walked to the host stage. He looked at the silent members, and a surging emotion arose in his heart.
He tried his best to keep his tone calm, but it was impossible to do so. He closed his eyes and opened them after a while, "Everyone... my brothers and sisters! I have gathered you here today. , because there is something I need to explain to you. The president of the hometown association is not me..." Suddenly there was a buzz in the church, he raised his hand and pressed it, and these people gradually became quiet.
The main reason why they are sitting here is that they are unwilling to continue to be poor and live like this. They are able to identify these people from the many Guartes thanks to the help of Father Toti. He has good prestige among the Guart people. He knows whose children are not very "honest" and always like to fantasize about things that they should not think about. He also knows who has wanted to make some changes but ended up failing. He was beaten to death by reality.
When Carter proposed to form a hometown association for Dulin in the Fifth District and absorb this group of people, they already had a vague judgment and consciousness. Carter's example is there. After experiencing something like that, he will always have some special thoughts or actions. Everyone sitting here has the same idea. Compared with the united Shanya people, compared with the more united northern barbarians, the Guarts are too ununited.
Perhaps the hometown association is an opportunity for unity. They all have their own opinions. Everyone who wants to change themselves and their lives is not a fool who can be fooled at will. They want to listen and see what this hometown association promoted by Carter and Father Totti actually has. They sit here, looking forward to a change.
When Carter said that he was not the president, but Mr. 350,000, they were not disappointed at all, but rather surprised and happy. No one knew better than them the changes and opportunities that the rich could bring to them, and they returned to silence.
Carter patted his cheek and glanced at the closed church door again. There were several people patrolling outside the door, preventing others from getting close. He smiled self-deprecatingly, and then talked about what he had hidden.
"Actually, my wife did not leave here because of grief as I said, she died.", the first sentence made the church faintly boil again, and people's anger only lasted for a while and then continued. Keep silent. They did not give up their anger, but chose to suppress it in a small bottle, "I almost died, but in the end he saved me. And you all know the next thing, he did it for me I have found justice. I was once confused. Even justice, the thing that those politicians talk about, does not belong to us. So do freedom, passion, wealth, happiness and more beautiful words belong to us? "
"No!" He said the word "no" very sonorously and forcefully, like a mallet hitting a huge drum, which made people's hearts tremble. He shook his head and said, "No, no, those None of it belongs to us untouchables. The empire has abolished the rank of untouchables. They no longer call us untouchables. Does this mean that we are no longer untouchables? Of course not, we are still untouchables, but now we are not only untouchables, but we have one more. The new word used to describe us is called pauper.”
"I don't understand any big principles. I only know one thing. When you can't get dignity with your humility, why don't you try to use your fists to make those who humiliate you and humiliate you lower their heads like you? I also Living, not because I have any value, maybe because I don’t even have the value of dying. But now, I have goals and pursuits, and I have realized something.”
"If life can't change you, then change life!"
"This time the president came to me and talked to me a lot. I felt that I learned a lot from him, precious things. We can lower our heads in the face of power and unfair treatment. But we also have another option, which is to resist. If losing your dignity is not enough to get you what you deserve, then let us choose to be shattered. At least we fought for it."
"The president has obtained some liquor licenses and liquor sales licenses, and he plans to do a very special business. This business is officially called smuggling, but I think this business is called Rise!"
Carter's words gradually attracted the attention of more and more members. They slowed down their breathing as much as possible, for fear that their heavy breathing would disturb others and Carter who was speaking. They felt that a strange power was taking root in their bodies and growing rapidly. This wonderful power caused their blood to rush faster in their veins, gradually filling their bodies with incredible power!
Some people clenched their fists and looked at Carter with shining eyes, as if they wanted to find the truth of the world from what he said!
Carter shook his head and continued, "This is not business, it is rise, it is our rise, it is the rise of all Guart people who are suffering, it is the rise of the entire nation!" He waved his fists, and his neck was broken. His face was red, his veins were rolling, and he shouted this sentence almost at the top of his lungs. The unswerving faith and tenacious determination in the voice made some young people with easily fluctuating emotions stand up. They clenched their fists and looked at Carter. They quickly noticed their reckless actions and sat down again.
"Some people may say that this is not a business, but this is not a business. It is a road to rise that is full of bumps and thorns! A bottle of wine with a wholesale price of less than ten yuan can be sold for thirty-two-one yuan. bottles, even more expensive. The first batch of wine will be provided free of charge to compatriots who are suffering from poverty and injustice throughout the empire. Mr. President has put the future in their hands and will also give them a sword to protect their happiness. "
"If a nation does not experience cruel battles, the watering of blood, and the baptism of death, it cannot stand on the top of the world. We have surrendered, we have compromised, we have bowed to fate, and we have knelt down to the empire. But what did we get in exchange? This road is no longer feasible, why not try another road? "
"Those people, those who are afraid that we will once again create the glory of our ancestors and gods and illuminate this world, will do everything possible to prevent our rise. They will use despicable means, disgusting power, and even threaten us with death, forcing us to once again Surrender to their threats. We must resist and use blood and death to water the flowers at the funeral. Only if we have the courage to stand up can we be qualified to fight for fairness and justice, and can we get back what belongs to us. But we have lost our dignity!”
"It is not terrible for a person to be poor. What is terrible is that his soul and ambition are also poor. Ten years ago they were still calling us slaves, but ten years later they regard us as inferior people. I hate this word and I want to lose it. When I hear this word, even if I have to pay the price of my life for it, I will never bow my head again. Don't let fear dominate your body. Find the courage hidden in our bodies. I will let the ancestors and gods have their courage. The light shines on my face, even if I die because of it, I will receive the blessings of my ancestors."
"Fuck heaven, I want to return to the arms of the gods!"
"Fuck justice, I want my power back!"
The roar was like a torrent, and the young people stood up one after another. They were so excited that they could not control their emotions. I don't know who was the first to take the lead in singing a song that was almost forgotten by the people. It was from the Guart Kingdom. Song of victory!
"When the king's flag is flying, brave warriors, pick up your weapons, put on your armor, destroy all obstacles that block the king's progress, and kill all the enemies who are not willing to surrender, even the enemy's gods. Can't stop our sharp sword..."
The singing was not loud at first, but soon it was sung by people like a landslide and tsunami. The excitement boiled inside the church. Even those who were guarding outside the church felt that their hearts were filled with the power of what they had done before. They sang loudly. Echoing, their faces burst into tears. They yearned for the glory of their ancestors, the glory of their ancestors and the gods!
When people no longer fear death, and even long for death, nothing in this world can stop them!
Carter walked down the stage and shook hands and hugged every member vigorously. He remembered every face firmly. When he left the last person and walked back to the host stage, the singing gradually stopped.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and his slightly trembling voice sounded again, "I will ask the president to come here to meet with you, very soon... very soon. Before that, I need to arrange some tasks. We may have been better than others." We have taken a step forward towards our ideals and goals, but we have reasons to help our compatriots who are still living in pain. Next, I will tell you our plan.”
No one knows what happened in this small church. Maybe history will expose all this one day, but definitely not now.
(End of chapter)