Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 332: The spread of the Holy Dragon Faith, the judgment of the dragon of punishment

"Can they agree to such unequal contract terms?"

When the dragons saw the noble Son of the Holy Dragon come forward and reach an agreement on the terms of the contract with the legendary envoy of the Dilatlin Federation, they cheered and celebrated, but also began to discuss it privately.

"Why don't you agree? Didn't you see the request we made at the beginning? But we want to rent the entire port for 500 years."

"Yes, now His Highness Tairamus only asks to lease an area. He has made so many concessions. Is there anything they cannot agree to?"

"Hahaha, isn't this the famous window effect? ​​As long as you suggest taking off the roof, you can easily open a window."

"The people in the Federation who were responsible for signing these unequal treaties would probably be very happy and feel that they got the upper hand."

"I can't imagine what would happen if our officials signed these terms. Independent judiciary, permission for garrison, free economy, exemption from border taxes, tsk, this is a country within a country."

"If our officials dare to sign such a humiliating treaty, I will kill them even if it means risking my own life!"

The originally harmonious discussion atmosphere suddenly became filled with solemnity after someone mentioned an inappropriate hypothesis.

“How could our officials sign such a clause?”

"That's right. We are all subjects of His Majesty the Holy Dragon. We must have enough confidence in our compatriots."

"What if there really are such shameless bureaucrats who kowtow to foreign powers?"

"Is there any need to ask? Of course I killed him!"

"Well, I think we should report it first and see how the disciplinary inspection department handles it. If they handle it well, there's no need for us to take the risk."

The discussion among the dragons was still heated, but after seeing what happened to the federal country on the other side, they couldn't help but apply the same situation to their own forces, making hypothetical responses to the situation and thinking about what they could do as part of the Holy Dragon Land if they encountered similar things.

However, these voices of discussion were not even minor details to the expeditionary force led by Teramus, but just minor episodes.

After successfully taking over a concession belonging to the dragon people in the most prosperous city on the west coast of the Federation, Telramus led more dragon people inland, leaving only a small number of dragon people to carry out construction and renovation work in the concession area in preparation for the arrival of the second batch of dragon people.

For Teramus, all he had in his eyes was his brother and the Gaoertai region ruled by his brother. His gaze never lingered for a moment on the most dazzling Pearl Harbor on the west coast.

But his arrival and the terms of the contract he negotiated with the Federation will have a profound impact on this city and the intelligent races in the region.

"My dream actually came true!"

Barry looked down at the three glittering gold dragon coins in his hand. He felt a sense of unreality, as if he was in a dream. He pinched his thigh hard, and the pain from his leg made him cry out.
"Ah~"

Barry, a dock worker who was grimacing in pain because he exerted too much force, couldn't help but reveal a crazy expression of crying and laughing after feeling the real feedback of reality.

Because of the experiences during this period, to him, they were so absurd and bizarre that he could never have imagined even in his dreams.

That night, after he bravely brought the noble dragon master to the official master's mansion, he stayed outside the mansion and did not dare to go in. Finally, because of the rising fear, he fled the scene.

Although subsequent developments did not go as he expected, the people of the Holy Dragon from across the sea did not occupy the port, but they held a round of negotiations with the Federation.

I heard that they rented the most prosperous core area of ​​the port and a large area of ​​tidal flats that had not yet been reclaimed and developed at an extremely low price.

For a low-level laborer like him, this kind of thing decided by a big shot is just for fun and cannot affect him in any way.

But what Barry never expected was that the dragon master to whom he had given directions that night had not forgotten him and actually found his home directly.

What made Barry feel unbelievable was that the dragon master actually brought him, his wife and children into the concession that had been allocated to the dragon people.

What made Barry most grateful was that the dragon master actually allocated a house to him. Although it was a rather dilapidated house, the roof did not leak and the thick walls could block every sea breeze.

Not only that, he was also assigned a job. Although it was not the hard labor at the dock that he had done before, it was also physical labor and there was no essential difference. The real difference was the length of his work and the remuneration.

He really only needs to work eight hours now, and he can take two days off for every five days of work. According to the description of that group of noble and kind dragon masters, this is the basic treatment that every worker should enjoy, not welfare.

The eight-hour work system is enough to drain the energy of any intelligent creature. Therefore, the extra time besides sleeping and eating is for relaxation and leisure.

If you work longer hours, it would be a violation of intelligent life, unless you pay three times more for it.

Barry actually didn't really want triple the salary, because he was already embarrassed. His current salary had increased more than tenfold compared to before.

After working for a month, he was able to earn three gold dragon coins as salary. This was the first time he had received real gold coins since he was born. Before this, he had only seen them.

Praise the Supreme Holy Dragon Majesty, I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you, and I am willing to use my life to safeguard your glory and majesty!

This was the first thought that came to Bali's mind after he got the gold dragon coin.

Because what he got now was not last month's salary, but this month's salary. What made Barry feel the most absurd was that today was the first day of this month. He hadn't done anything yet, but he got this month's salary. If this happened before the noble dragon masters came ashore, he wouldn't dare to imagine it. Not to mention that people around him would laugh at him, he would slap himself twice to clear his mind.

But now, this thing that sounds extremely absurd and unreasonable is actually happening to him. It not only changed himself, but also changed the fate of his wife and children.

Their family no longer had to squeeze into that low, dilapidated garbage dump made of thatch and rotten wood, and his wife no longer had to wash clothes for those respectable people all day long, not daring to stop even when her fingers were sore.

Their whole family had a bright future and became the masters of the concession in the New Treaty port, envied by everyone.

Yes, the lowly dock porter of the past had become a respectable man that everyone envied overnight after moving into the concession. His former co-workers had to kowtow and call him Master Barry when they saw him.

Although Barry was not the only New York native who got a job in the Longren Concession, there were only a few locals who were able to own a house in the concession.

Therefore, in just a very short time, Barry became a celebrity in the New York Port. In the past, a low-level person known only to his fellow workers has now become a topic of conversation among the middle and lower classes of the New York Port.

After all, what Barry did was too easy to replicate in the eyes of many people. It was just pointing the way. Many people were imagining that if they had made the same choice as Barry on the night when the dragon man came ashore, they would have lived a decent life that everyone envied.

Unfortunately, too many people have forgotten how they behaved when facing the dragon man that descended from the sky that night, and they have also forgotten how awed they were when facing the nobles and officials in the upper city.

However, there is no way to replicate the same thing, but you can try your best to get a job opportunity in the concession area.

As long as he could get a job opportunity in the concession, even if he couldn't become a wealthy man like Master Barry, at least he could ensure that his family would have enough food and clothing.

It's not just a thin line between them. For the same job, the salary and benefits inside and outside the concession differ by more than ten times, not to mention the differences in working environment and working hours.

Such a difference is naturally maddening. The Holy Dragon Land that can only be reached by crossing thousands of miles of sea is too far away. No matter how beautiful it is, you can't see it. If you can't see it, you can naturally think it is fake. Restrain the impulses and desires in your heart and repeat your previous life in an orderly manner.

But Master Barry is very close, right next to him. It is the Dragon People's Concession. If he wants to see it, he can take a look even if he cannot get in.

Therefore, the biggest dream of the residents of New York Port today is to be employed by the dragon people, and the ultimate dream in life is to become a concession resident like Master Barry.

As long as one could become a resident of the concession, even when facing former federal nobles and officials, not only did one no longer need to greet them, but the other party had to take the initiative to come forward and say hello and establish friendship with them.

Those affected by the Dragon Concession were not just the lower-class civilians; everyone from the upper-class officials and aristocrats to the middle-class respectable people were also not spared.

The entire New York Port, from top to bottom, has undergone earth-shaking changes in its atmosphere, customs, and even concepts due to the emergence of the Dragon Concession.

Officials, nobles, and wealthy businessmen began to imitate the clothing of the Dragon people in the concession, and were proud to wear the same style of clothes as the Dragon people and the jewelry used by the Dragon people.

Among noble ladies and socialites, there is also a makeup with scale patterns imitating dragon people. In some private tea parties, some people will wear dragon horns and insert tails behind them for fun and to please others.

As time went on, the imitation of the dragon people's food, clothing, housing and transportation reached a pathological level in New York, and became a fashion trend, spreading to the interior of the federation as a symbol of fashion.

This alone is not enough. When external imitation reaches a certain level, some people who want to be different begin to turn to internal pursuits, such as faith.

Some people have discovered that the dragon residents in the concession, regardless of age or gender, have a devout belief in the holy dragon Noah who rules them, almost like worshiping a god.

Of course, because the dragon people all claimed that the holy dragon they believed in was just a powerful dragon and not a god, those who noticed the abnormality did not think that the dragon people were worshiping gods, but just thought that such behavior was particularly interesting, and then began to imitate it.

Holy Dragon Worship!

Without any guidance or promotion from the dragon people, rituals of worshipping the Holy Dragon Noah began to spread throughout the Federation.

In the eyes of the Federation people who first worshipped the Holy Dragon, such behavior was not simply an attempt to be different or to show how special they were, but a move toward an advanced, free, harmonious and just civilization.

"..."

Noah used the Word Spirit Emperor to cast a ray of will and silently watched the sacrificial ceremony below, wondering whether he should give any feedback.

Because this was a bloody blood sacrifice ceremony, the people performing the ceremony presented him with a pile of bloody and still bleeding heads.

Normally, a blood sacrifice ritual like this that uses intelligent life as sacrifice would be severely punished by the Orthodox Church, but the sacrifice in front of him was too special.

Because all the heads presented as sacrifices were from greedy officials and nobles, those dark souls twisted by sin were extremely clear in Noah's vision. None of these guys who were slaughtered were innocent.

But what made Noah wonder was that it was fine that his faith spread in the other side of the continent, but why there were people or organizations who worshipped him as a god and hunted down corrupt officials and nobles and presented their heads as sacrifices to please him.

What kind of stories did the guys who preached faith to him make up for him, and what kind of image did they create for him?
"Oh, the Holy Dragon who judges all the sins in the world and tramples on all the injustices in the mortal world!
Please lower your eyes, please look, your followers are here to offer you the heads of these sinners, please guide us!"

"What injustice have you suffered? That makes you resort to such violence and ask me for guidance."

Finally, Noah chose to speak. The statue, whose image was inconsistent with his original body, glowed with a faint golden glow. Amid exclamations, the statue's form changed and turned into a giant golden dragon with spread wings, like a living creature of flesh and blood, and asked directly.

"Supreme Holy Dragon, you finally noticed our humble figures..."

(End of this chapter)