Pirate: I'm just slacking off, do you really think I'm a noob?

For the first time, Long and Swol deeply realized what it meant to have every move made by the world under the guidance of human relationships.

In the past, they were either exposed to too high a level or too low a level.

Although they had heard of this kind of thing, this was the first time it was clearly presented before their eyes.

"You see, I said working in a mine would be useful, but we were taught a lesson before we even entered the mine."

Long felt that his theoretical knowledge had increased a lot.

If you want to achieve justice and lead the people to revolt, you must understand their way of life.

Understand what oppresses them most.

The two sturdy men seemed to pay no attention to Long and Swor behind them. They were chatting among themselves in front.

Long felt like he had walked for a long time and finally arrived at a place that looked like a train station.

"What is this thing? Why is it so big? It looks like a monster breathing fire."

This was the first time that Swall saw a large steam locomotive (the old-fashioned kind that rattled and spewed sparks).

His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but want to go forward and touch it.

Coming from an agricultural kingdom, he had never seen anything of this kind.

Long was also very surprised. Although he had seen steam-powered vehicles before, in theory, these things were all concentrated on the Grand Line.

It is really unusual to see it in the four seas.

"Hahaha, look at these two idiots, I said this thing would scare them."

"After all, he is a country boy, and he has no knowledge."

The two sturdy men saw the expressions of Long and Swor just now, and they laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

Swole could only ask with a smile on his face:

"Boss, what is this thing? I have never seen it in our hometown."

The sturdy man in the lead patted the body of the steam train and said:

"It's normal that you haven't seen them. This thing was developed by scientists from the World Government at a high cost. It's used to transport coal, ore and other materials. People can also ride on them."

"Okay, hurry in and start working hard once you get there."

Four people boarded the steam carriage and sat on the chairs facing each other.

The two supervisors were at ease, as they had no idea how many times a year they had to make such a journey.

Long was deeply touched, while Swor was very excited.

Woo~woo~woo~

The steam train stopped in front of a sentry post, with a very tall city wall behind it.

Pairs of patrolmen wearing protective suits, gas masks and holding muskets are constantly patrolling.

The two supervisors' faces changed when they smelled the stronger smell.

"You two, get in there and get to work."

The supervisor handed the contract to the sentry and took out two iron plates.

Looking at Long and Swall standing there stupidly, he kicked them one by one, cursing:

"Fuck you, you have no sense at all, you deserve to work in the mines."

At this point, the two supervisors no longer needed to disguise themselves.

They returned to their original personalities, cursing and pushing Long and Swor.

A sentry wearing a gas mask stopped Long and said in a muffled voice:

"Boy, I can tell you the rules here in advance. You have to work hard, even if you can't. Don't think about causing trouble, otherwise."

He pressed his spear against the dragon's chin and snorted.

"Sir, I will definitely work hard."

Long pretended to be frightened and timid, and spoke to the patrolman.

"Well, let's go in."

Chapter 84: A Group of Hopeless People

2024-09-07 23:30:29 Author: Mu Chenxin

Pushing open the heavy city gate, this place is like another world compared to the outside world.

Although the outside world looks dirty due to air pollution, the buildings are generally uniform and tall.

But the inside is very different from the outside world.

Looking around, one can see a number of disorderly, short and dilapidated small houses built on a small piece of open space.

In the dragon's sight, he could even see the large chimney clearly visible in the distance.

It is constantly spewing black smoke with sparks into the sky.

And the people who live here look even more terrifying.

Everyone looked skinny and their eyes were like dead water.

The arrival of Long and Swor did not attract anyone's attention.

They just do what they have to do, either cooking or lying down and waiting to die.

Long was shocked by the scene before him. He had never imagined that a person would be in such a state.

He thought that the people he met in other kingdoms were already miserable, but at least they still had emotions.

Regardless of hatred or any other emotion, the people before him were left with nothing but numbness.

"You two, just find a house to live in if there's no one there. If you don't have anything else to do, get back to work."

"I warn you again, don't cause trouble here, or you will know the consequences."

After saying that, the soldier took his gun and left.

But when he was about to leave, a man who was hungry and fell down in front of him blocked his way, and he kicked the man aside without any hesitation.

"How dare you block my way?"

Seeing this scene, Swol clenched his hands. He wished he could go over and teach this soldier a lesson right now.

Long stretched out his hand and stopped him.

"Swoll, don't let your impulses get the better of you. Go and help him up first."

Swol nodded and decided to go see if the man was still seriously injured.

Long was lost in thought about the current situation:

1. The management here is very strict. From the high walls and soldiers with real guns and ammunition, we can see that they will not easily allow miners to enter or leave the outside world.

2. The surveillance here is very loose. When I came in just now, Long had already scanned it with his Observation Haki. There are very few soldiers inside, and most of them are concentrated on the city walls and outside.

3. The people here seem to be very numb and have lost faith in life. The reason they are still alive may be because of the instinct of life.

Long secretly recorded all of this in his notebook.

When Swor came back, he was still writing furiously, and he hesitated to speak.

Long stopped the charcoal pencil in his hand, raised it and said to Swor:

"Say whatever you want to say, Swor."

Swole heard this and then spoke:

"Chief... I just went to see that man. One of his ribs was broken. But when I said I could treat him, he just glanced at me calmly, then got up and left."

"His eyes were so terrifying. All I could see was death, no other human emotions."

Long said with emotion:

"Yes, it seems that the current situation of the lower-class people in this country is ten times more difficult than we imagined."

The sky gradually darkened, and the dim lights came on one after another.

A group of workers, all covered in black, came back from their workplace to rest.

Then a group of people dressed as overseers came and distributed something that could hardly be called food.

Long saw the supervisor who brought him here, but he didn't seem to notice Long.

Each of them was rudely handed a small piece of black bread and a small bowl of black paste.

These foods, which were a little difficult to swallow for Long and Swor, were already commonplace for the numb workers.

They stuffed the food into their mouths greedily, swallowing it down without thinking about how it tasted.

They have worked hard all day and now just want to take some time to have a good rest.

Because the work in the mines is very hard, if you don’t get enough rest, you will waste time doing the heavy work tomorrow.

Watching the workers fall asleep after hurriedly finishing their food, Long and Swor were a little confused holding the black bread in their hands.

"Chief, how could they wolf down such disgusting food?"

Swole was a little confused.

The main reason is that Swor's situation at that time was different from that of the miners in front of him.

Although the Sworls were also oppressed, their area was relatively prosperous and they never lacked food.

Long put a small piece of black dry bread into his mouth and chewed it slowly, savoring the bitter and astringent taste of the bread.

His expression was as calm as usual, as if this piece of dry, hard black bread was no different from the food he had eaten before.

After Long finished eating the black bread and the bowl of black porridge, he patted his stomach and turned to Swoll and said:

"It's horrible. This is the worst food I've ever eaten."

Swore was shocked.

"Eh?"

Didn't you say it tasted bad? But when I looked at your expression just now, there was nothing abnormal.

You ate all this stuff like normal food and then told me it tasted terrible???

Long Ye followed the example of the miners around him, found an empty room, and lay down on the ground regardless of the dirt on it.

"Swoll, this thing tastes bad, but it's better to eat it to conserve your energy."

Long didn't say much.

Although he was a well-off young master for the past decade, from the moment he decided to seek justice, the lofty beliefs in his heart became his most powerful weapon.

"The bitterness of food is only temporary. Whether it tastes bad or good, you just need to swallow it. But the bitterness of their lives means they can't see the end of hope at all."

After listening to Long's words, Swol felt a little guilty.

Yes, I am a staunch soldier of the Self-Defense Forces. How can I be stopped by a small piece of food?

The leader is right. If you can't even bear this little bit of hardship, how can you endure the hardships of life at the bottom of society?

Swole threw the bread into his mouth, chewed it a little and washed it down with paste.

"But Chief, this is really disgusting!"

Looking at the miserable face of Swole, Long laughed.

"Go to sleep. The real test will begin tomorrow."

Swor agreed and found a place to lie down and rest.

In Raleigh's office at the North Sea Naval Base.

In the huge office, only Rowley was busy working. Today he did not slack off, but started to make his plan.

One by one, the small red dots were clearly marked on the map.

Connecting these red dots together will form a route map from East China Sea Branch No. 133 to the Snail Transport Team of the Red Soil Continent.

Raleigh wrote one name after another on the map, deleting and reducing them, and some were crossed out as soon as they were written.