Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Your Majesty Noah, the number of refugees accepted by the Voyager Port has exceeded 100,000."

The news from the eastern coast became more and more serious, and the problems that followed were also placed in front of Noah.

"The refugees are in urgent need of all kinds of daily necessities, and the Shining Church is asking us to provide assistance."

"Give them aid."

It is impossible for Noah to refuse to assist the refugees. Although this group of refugees are basically believers of the Lord of Radiance, it seems that there is a high probability that this god is behind the scenes.

However, the reason why these refugees were able to come across the sea, in addition to the many priests who believed in the Lord of Glory, was also indispensable for the help of the paladins.

Therefore, even if he knew there was a problem, Noah could not reveal any moral flaws. After all, the paladin was only asking for assistance with basic supplies necessary for survival.

Providing food is nothing, it's just that the transportation cost is a bit high, but it can be solved. The real issue is subsequent placement.

According to the investigation of the dragon fairies stationed at the harbor, the refugees who have been sheltered here are basically believers of the Lord of Glory, and the vast majority of them are quite devout in their beliefs.

Especially after this wave of escaping across the sea, they truly felt the divine revelation from the Lord of Glory, which enabled them to reach the safe continent of Zealandia, and their piety of faith was even more difficult to shake.

With such a large number of devout believers gathered together, there are too many problems.

The gathering of more than 100,000 devout believers would be impossible for any ruler to endure, except in a Theocracy where royal power is completely suppressed by theocratic power.

“The revelation has been fulfilled!”

“All this is a gift from the Lord!”

"O merciful Lord of radiance, your glory is eternal!"

When the first batch of food aid from the Holy Dragon Territory arrived in Harbor City, there was a burst of warm cheers and celebrations around the harbor city, which was full of refugees, full of bad luck, and with poor facilities.

"Are these guys out of their minds?"

Standing on the lighthouse of Harbor City, the dragon fairy who is responsible for managing this place has a delicate face decorated with golden dragon scales and is slightly twisted.

"The food they eat is clearly provided by our Holy Dragon Majesty in a kind and special batch, but they are thanking the Lord of Glory!"

"They are devout believers, so there is no problem in thanking the Lord of Glory. The Glory Order stationed in Elisium City also took the initiative to apply for assistance from our Majesty, and the trade route to Harbor City was originally developed with funding from the Glory Order. Group discovery."

On top of the lighthouse, the dragon fairy who was stationed here with him was in a good mood and comforted his companions with a smile.

"So what? Both the land under their feet and the food they eat now belong to our Holy Dragon Majesty. It is our Majesty who they should be grateful to for being able to take them in and provide them with food!"

The harbor governor's tone was sonorous and forceful, and the fanatical expression flashing on her face was exactly the same as that of the believers of the Lord of Radiance below. There was no essential difference between the two.

"It's useless for you to tell them this. No matter what they get now, as long as it can improve their current conditions, they will regard it as a gift from the Lord of Glory, including our help to them."

"Then let them realize that the fact that they can find this place alive is the revelation of the Lord of Glory they believe in, but the fact that they can have enough to eat on this land is the mercy of His Majesty the Holy Dragon!"

The Harbor Governor looked down at the group of refugees below who had set up tents around the simple harbor city and looked extremely unlucky. A cold look flashed in his golden vertical eyes, with a kind of coldness and ruthlessness.

As a dragon fairy, she has never seen such a bad urban layout since she was a child. Even the poorest villages and towns in His Majesty the Holy Dragon's territory are ten thousand times better than this.

This is simply what the slums that can be seen everywhere in major cities outside the Holy Dragon's territory should look like, no, it's even worse than that.

There are not even the most basic sewage facilities here. Although Harbor City has built corresponding facilities, it was completely unexpected that it would need to provide living assistance to 100,000 people in such a short period of time, and there was no time to build it.

In fact, if it were not for the large number of clergy among these refugee groups, vicious infectious diseases such as plague and malaria would have broken out long ago.

Diseases can be suppressed, but a lot of garbage and excrement produced along with production and life will not disappear. Therefore, the scene around Harbor City is now quite unsightly.

Those refugees seemed to have gotten used to and adapted to such a filthy living environment, but as fairies who grew up in Elihim, also known as the Flower City, they couldn't bear it at all.

In the Holy Dragon Territory, hygiene is one of the evaluation criteria for officials' performance.

"What do you want to do? Don't mess around, they are all believers of the true God!"

The goblin, who was the governor's deputy, immediately reminded him.

If there are 100,000-level devout believers, if it is a collective sacrifice, there will be no problem in summoning the top incarnation of the god.

Of course, no god would be so extravagant until the most critical moment, and no powerful god would make such a decision. The soul of every devout believer is the most cherished currency of the gods.

"I know, I just want them to feel the kindness and mercy of His Majesty the Holy Dragon."

Human desires are endless. When they are hungry, their only need is to be full. After they are full, they will think about how to eat well, live well, and wear well.

The followers of Glory who fled to the Harbor City soon discovered that, thanks to the grace of the Lord of Glory, they had endless pancakes to eat every day, and they didn't need to worry about food or hunger.

But all they could provide were those hard pancakes. This stuff was enough to satisfy hunger, but it was really not tasty.

Originally, it would have been fine if there were only pancakes, after all, they were refugees, what could they choose, and it was good enough to be full, but when the opportunity to choose was presented in front of them, the tenacity of the spirit could not resist the thirst of the body.

A dragon-born profiteer with dragon scales on both sides of his cheeks appeared in the refugee camp. At first, no Glory followers paid attention to him because he came to recruit workers, and the reward he provided was silver coins with dragon heads printed on them.

However, the merchants who appeared in the refugee camp the next day quickly exchanged those seemingly useless metal coins for hard jerky.

The attraction of pickled meat was much stronger than the metal currency that had no place to spend. The refugee camp soon caused a sensation, and the merchants successfully recruited a large number of young and strong laborers.

These young and strong laborers were greeted by endless hard labor, such as felling trees, reclaiming wasteland, digging ditches, and excavating rocks... Each task was done from morning to night, and people's time and energy were squeezed out completely.

Of course, although these hard labors that did not treat people as human beings were so hard, these glorious believers who got jobs. Their quality of life was visibly higher than that of their compatriots.

They no longer had to eat those hard cakes, and they could drink rice porridge mixed with minced meat for themselves and their families every day, and they also had clean and decent clothes on their bodies.

Such clear and intuitive rewards also made these glorious believers who got jobs work harder. With their hard work, the original simple harbor city began to gradually cover the refugee camp, and those ugly rags and rotten tents were also cleared one by one.

More and more merchants appeared in the Harbor City, hiring these glorious believers who were willing to work. After all, these guys' requirements were ridiculously low. As long as they could fill their stomachs, they would be willing to work hard for a day.

Where can you find such a good thing? In the Holy Dragon Territory, providing food and accommodation is a necessary standard for recruiting employees. Even if the employees don't need it, they have to exchange it for the corresponding amount and make up for it in the remuneration.

But now, in this Harbor City far away from the Holy Dragon Land, they can be unscrupulous. Just by providing two full meals and some pickled meat strips that dogs in the Holy Dragon Territory are too lazy to touch, they can recruit a large number of hardworking young and strong laborers.

The key is that there is no relevant law enforcement department to supervise and punish them. Although the goblins are in charge here, the goblin governor is happy to see this situation and turns a blind eye.

This makes the merchants who come here more excited. When they look at those glorious believers, their eyes are full of green light. This is a walking humanoid mining machine!

However, as more merchants came, the number of Glory believers, which seemed to be extremely large, was not enough to share, even though there were still boatloads of believers arriving.

Because the Holy Dragon Territory did not stop supplying food here, there were still free cakes distributed every day, which led to some of the Glory believers who were quite devout and did not have sufficient material needs, still immersed in the pious prayers to the Lord of Glory, and did not pursue worldly things.

Their ultimate goal was to ascend to the Kingdom of Glory after death, share the glory of the Lord of Glory, and be immortal with the gods.

Of course, that's what I said, but the body's instinctive desire for meat is hard to suppress. This is the instinctive need of being a living being.

So, in the morning, which was originally very ordinary, angry shouts and confident arguments sounded on the dirt road where the ditch had just been dug.

"This is the Lord's gift to me! Why do you take it from me?"

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The middle-aged man who was pressed to the ground by a burly man struggled hard, and his sharp roar attracted many people who were preparing to go out of the city to work.

"Fuck you, I gave you two fish cakes a few days ago because I felt sorry for you. Do you think this is a welfare home? You come to steal from me every day, and you dare to rob me today. Do you think I am made of mud?"

Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, the fish cake stall owner couldn't help but curse loudly, and couldn't help but punch the old guy in the eyes twice, and his face was full of bad luck.

He came to Harbour City from afar because he heard that there were business opportunities everywhere and he could make a fortune by doing anything. His former neighbors had set up shady factories here and made a lot of money.

He was jealous and followed, and then set up his own fish cake stall. As a result, he ran into this old guy on the first day of setting up the stall, staring at his stall.

He saw that the old guy was pale and thin, and looked pitiful, so he threw two fish cakes to him. As a result, after the old guy got the fish cakes, he didn't thank him, but thanked the damn Lord of Light.

However, he also knew that the Lord of Light was a true god, so he cursed him in his heart and didn't care too much, just thinking that he threw the fish cakes to the dog.

However, he didn't expect that the old guy ran to his stall again the next day. He didn't bother to pay attention, but the old guy stole seven fish cakes when he was not prepared.

This happened again and again in the following days, which really pissed him off. He was so angry that he apologized to the dog. He threw the fish cake to the dog, and the dog would wag its tail at him the second time he saw him. But this thing, after feeding him, not only was it not grateful, but it even bit back.

Today he waited for the old man to come over and catch him on the spot. He couldn't let him go no matter what. The fish cake he stole was not worth much, but it was too disgusting.

"What stealing? What robbing? This is all the Lord's revelation to me!"

The believer who was caught on the spot immediately stiffened his neck and refuted emotionally,

"I want to eat meat, so the Lord gave me fish cakes, this is what I deserve."

"If you want to eat meat, go to the factory to work, who cares about you? Why do you always steal from me?"

The fish cake stall owner was furious,

"Is the Lord you believe in the god of theft?"

"How dare you slander the great Lord of Light?"

At this time, not only the old thief who was suppressed by the fish cake stall owner, but also the passers-by around him, had a change of expression.

"What are you doing? What are you arguing about so early in the morning?"

The golem engraved with sword and shield patterns fell from the sky, and the golem like a steel giant entered the scene with great deterrence, instantly calming the atmosphere that was originally a little bit wrong.

"Sir, patrol officer, I caught a thief!"

The fish cake stall owner, who had realized that he had said the wrong thing, straightened his slightly hunched back the moment he saw the golem enter, and reported loudly.

"I'm not a thief, I'm a devout believer of the Lord of Glory, I just don't want to eat cakes anymore, I want to eat meat..."

"But your gods only paid for you to eat cakes!"

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in the steel golem, it was the goblin that controlled the golem,

"If you want to eat meat, then go to work, only those who work can get more!"

"This is unfair, I pray to my Lord every day, why am I not as good as those traitors who disregard my Lord's faith?"

"So you admit your theft?"

"That's not theft, that's my Lord's reward for my devout faith!"

"But I didn't receive the money paid to me by the Lord of Glory."

Seeing the old thief still stubborn, the fish cake stall owner retorted.

"According to the law, if the amount of stolen property is less than one gold coin, the penalty is fifteen lashes!"