Chapter 568 Under the seabed, there is a hidden cave(1/5)
Chapter 568 There is a cave beneath the seabed
Author: Fierce Male Hamster
Chapter 568 There is a cave beneath the seabed
Night has come, and Qi Ge, Petra, and Rhodes are sitting on the highest mountain in Rhode Island, blowing the sea breeze.
There is no rest in Rhode Island at night. For the fairies on the island, time is an extremely precious resource.
If this batch of garbage cannot be sorted before the next batch of garbage arrives, the newly arrived garbage will accumulate in the garbage port.
Some edible organic garbage will rot and deteriorate if left for a long time, and slimes will starve.
Once the slimes are hungry, the goblins will also be hungry.
Goblins have been racing against time for a long time.
Because of this, Rhode Island is still brightly lit at night.
The most indispensable thing on Rhode Island is combustibles, and some of them are garbage that can be burned.
These garbage burned quietly in the windproof fire made by the goblins, providing light to Rhodes Island.
It is difficult for garbage to burn fully, and it will always produce thick black smoke and odor.
This is also one of the main sources of persistent stench on the island.
The flickering light of the fire illuminated the desolate and lonely night, and also illuminated the busy figure of the goblin.
A sharp cold wind blew by, and Qi Ge raised his head and looked in the direction of the Falling Moon Leader.
At this time, the Falling Moon Territory was also as brightly lit as Rhode Island.
Looking at this scene, Qi Ge couldn't help but think of a poem in his mind:
"Thousands of houses are lit with lights and flutes are played on the road, and five nights of stars are spent gambling and drinking."
Ten Thousand Lights is an idiom that is supposed to be used for beautiful night scenes. This idiom is suitable to describe the Falling Moon Territory, but it is somewhat wrong to describe Rhodes Island.
The thousands of lights of the mages of Falling Moon Territory are the bright lights in various entertainment buildings.
Taverns, banquets, nursing hospitals, sensuality, extravagance and indulgence.
For mages who have tasted the beauty of the world, they have long lost their sense of ordinary enjoyment.
It is common for someone to scold someone for their arrogance and then to scold someone else for their arrogance.
At this point in time, for those mages, the wonderful nightlife has just begun.
At this moment, in the falling moon collar, the bright magic lamps are shining with colorful light accompanied by the music. The intoxicating drinks are exuding the aroma that confuses the mind. The men and women on the dance floor are swaying to the music.
On the Rhodes Island side, the windproof fires illuminated the goblins who had been busy all day long and continued to be busy at night.
While the mages were spending huge sums of money on meaningless antiques at the luxurious auctions, the fairies were pulling carts to transport heavy decomposed materials one basket at a time by the faint light of the fire.
While the mages were sipping the fine wine brought from Aveili with their feet up, the goblins were groping with their hands into the dark mud.
While the mages were pressing the beautiful and sexy bunny dancer to kiss and grope in the middle of the dance floor, the fairies were beaming with joy as they decomposed a rare material powder.
They are all lights, and the lights of the mages look so luxurious and noble.
And the goblins' thousands of lights never burn anything beautiful, and what they illuminate is never anything beautiful.
Rhode Island is a miracle, but this miracle does not come out of thin air.
One hundred and twenty thousand goblins, working 10 to 14 hours a day, for forty years.
Every brick, every machine, every building on Rhodes Island records the endless suffering of the goblins.
The super-efficient garbage collection system looks very spectacular and beautiful, but it is just making the most of waste that mages don't even care about.
If fairies want to get a crystal, they need to continuously sort out the garbage that can be used to make crystal powder from countless garbage, and then go through extremely complicated processing procedures and rely on the joint efforts of dozens of fairies to separate it from the garbage.
Crystal powder comes out.
A large bag of crystal powder can only be used to synthesize one crystal.
With any luck, one crystal will consume half a ton of garbage.
If you are unlucky, you may not be able to separate even one crystal from tons of garbage.
When mages want crystals, they go to the crystal mines and harvest dozens of them. As for the exhausted goblin miners, it’s none of their business. They’ll replace them after they die. There are plenty of goblins.
There is an extremely terrifying gap between the efficiency of the two parties in acquiring resources.
If "turning decay into magic" was so easy to achieve, it wouldn't be called a miracle.
Can Rhode Island’s development model really last?
Can fairies really turn over after working so hard?
unable.
Nowadays, 10,000 tons of garbage every day can support 120,000 goblins, which has already reached the limit.
If the goblins want to develop and continue to increase the population and increase productivity, they must accept more garbage.
The initiative in garbage removal does not lie with the goblins at all, it is all controlled by the mage.
Taking a step back, even if the goblin really finds a way to get more garbage, so what?
10,000 tons of garbage are dumped on Rhode Island every day. It has been 40 years and Rhode Island has not been filled to capacity.
If the mage could observe carefully and calculate accurately like Rhodes, he should have discovered something was wrong long ago.
But currently, the mages have not discovered the problem because of their arrogance.
But as more and more garbage arrives, Rhodes Island is still able to accept it all, which will attract the attention of some caring mages sooner or later.
When the secret of Rhodes Island is discovered, disaster awaits the goblins.
Even the leftovers that the mages didn't want, the goblins couldn't live without.
It’s just that if you don’t feel comfortable eating, can the goblins not eat?
No, the goblins will starve to death if they don't eat.
This is the bloody truth after removing the fig leaf of the great miracle of Rhode Island.
If they had no choice, how could the goblins adopt such a lifestyle?
It can be said that the great miracle of Rhode Island was basically built up of the hard work and suffering of fairies.
However, suffering is not worthy of praise.
The goblins work so diligently and hard not to allow generations of goblins to continue to suffer and toil and remain precarious, facing disaster at any time.
Because they endure hardship and stand hard work, because they live in poverty and live happily, because they are kind and honest, should they chew up and swallow this unpalatable suffering in pain?
It shouldn't be.
The leprechaun dreams of seeing clouds made of marshmallows, the leprechaun dreams of seeing a river full of honey, and every year the leprechaun turns his most precious happy memories into candies to share with his companions.
Fairies also like to eat sweets.
But they have suffered too much.
Qi Ge's thoughts were surging and he closed his eyes.
The fairies living on Rhodes Island are happy.
They don't realize how unfair their lives really are.
Because they can't see the mage's feasting and feasting, and they don't know how to live a normal life.
They have lived like this since they were born, day after day, year after year, everyone is like this.
Rhodes Island is just a microcosm of the fairy clan.
In this huge Bracada, there are thousands of Rhode Islands.
The goblins are used to this, their resistance has been suppressed countless times, and their weak strength has long become numb.
"But, as a well-informed hero, as a chosen one of Yasha who shoulders the destiny, can I continue to watch them live like this without being moved?
I can not!"
“Fairies are diligent, pragmatic, hard-working, frugal, optimistic, cheerful, and kind…
Fairies have so many wonderful qualities.
Why do such an excellent race as goblins have to suffer so much?
Why do fairies, such an excellent race, have to be careful even to survive?
This isn't fair.
Starting from the Great Escape of the Goblins from Decheng, no, from much earlier, Brakada's prosperity was built on the sacrifices of countless goblins.
The goblins used their bodies and blood and tears to lift Brakada to the top of the nine major forces.
Yet they were feared, looked down upon, suppressed, bullied, ostracized, and plundered wantonly.
Titans, djinn gods, mages, these superior races took away everything that should belong to the goblins, and then stepped on the goblins' bodies and called them black iron bastards."
To be continued...