The male god is about to wear and tear down

Instead of the original fixed material distribution plan, Lu Jiayi worked out a complete "reward mechanism" with the cooperation of the intellectual group.

He wants to guide these refugees to work by themselves, open up wasteland and work, and use labor in exchange for food as a reward.

Before the crops are harvested, his rewards can not only maintain the lives of the refugees in the new city, but also encourage the refugees to take the initiative to civilize, transform the environment, and accelerate the development of the new city.

The idea is good.

But for the people to start working, they must first have a place to settle down, so that they can cultivate nearby and have the patience to wait for the barren land to become farmland.

So, they had to build a house first.

The ecology of the wasteland at this time is similar to the desert climate, and the most suitable house shape is a stone-mud structure.

But the barren land stretches as far as the eye can see, and no raw materials can be seen at all.

The longer you wait, the more storage you consume.

Grain reserves are clearly starting to run out.

Lu Jiayi raised her small hand and opened two more lucky bags.

A granary, and an open space several miles away, with several acres of neatly cut boulders.

When the military division led the refugees to see it, the refugees would no longer be surprised by the miracle.

A military strategist is a god, and if he can attract city walls and warehouses, so what if it rains stones?

In the beginning, there were lazy people among the refugees, but when they heard that the free lunch was gone and they were about to start working, they all started cheating.

This is the evil of human nature, but Lu Jiayi is not used to it.

Seeing that the military division ignored them, and other well-behaved refugees began to obediently move stones to build houses. Not only were there food rewards, but also houses to live in. Most of the rascals were itchy and joined the work team honestly.

There are only three lucky bags left.

Fortunately, the construction of the new city is still in full swing and on the right track.

But there are still some who are unrepentant, want to pick quarrels and make trouble, and want to sneak around in the street.

Lu Jiayi simply drafted the iron-blooded decree overnight, prohibiting all possible rioting behaviors, otherwise they will be punished with beheading, and immediately trained a law enforcement team to enforce the law impartially.

If you make trouble, you will lose your head.

The law is harsh, but it is too effective.

Wherever the naked eye can see in the new city, all living beings have their own place.

Riots and turmoil have been greatly reduced, and the people are content with their own lives to build houses and open fields. With the basic assets in place, they start planting trees and afforestation, planning to develop some remaining current assets.

The market just formed slowly but naturally.

A mess of refugees, finally under the guidance of Lu Jiayi, fully figured out their ideas, and built this aptly named, new city.

It was not easy for Lu Jiayi to have the opportunity to get out of the burnt-out situation in the past two months and take a short breath.

Perhaps suffering paid off, and the good deeds he did touched an unknown god.

The gods sent him a letter from Zhou Heting's family.

Fenghuo family letter.

When Lu Jiayi was holding the letter paper, her hands trembled so much that she could hardly hold the two pieces of paper.

Only when he saw the letter paper could he admit that during these days of waiting, he devoted himself to the urban construction work, for the public, for the avenue, and for the private, to numb himself.

He misses Zhou Heting so much!

Lu Jiayi's eyes were tearful, and she couldn't even read the words on the paper.

——"My love..."

"Ugh..."

Almost just seeing these words, Lu Jiayi burst into tears.

Wen Yu understood him, leaving him alone in the tent, and retreated to wait outside.

This family letter was written delicately and warmly, as if Zhou Heting was right next to his ear at this moment, speaking the most sincere and sweet words of love with his usual gentle voice.

Lu Jiayi couldn't remember how long it had been since he heard Zhou Heting's voice.

In the letter, Zhou Heting said that when the war first broke out, due to adequate preparations, good news came frequently.

But in the later period, many forces fell into a stalemate. At this time, it was mostly a war of attrition, and the forces he led were already working hard to break the deadlock.

He said he was fine and there was nothing to worry about.

Lu Jiayi's fingers traced the four words:

everything is fine.

No matter how many good news, these four words are not as reassuring as these four words.

Zhou Heting is fine, that's enough.

Even if his own feet are disabled and he is nervous, he can feel at ease when he has good news from his lover.

Lu Jiayi, who had been hung by an invisible thread for nearly a hundred days, had a good night's sleep the first night.

With the letter in his arms, he slept very peacefully.

When I woke up the next day, the letter paper was unexpectedly soaked.

Lu Jiayi wiped her face, it was full of tears.

Gan!

He scolded himself secretly:

Why didn't I know I could cry like this before!

After waking up early in the morning, he climbed into the wheelchair by himself, moved to the desk, opened his pen and ink, and wanted to reply a letter to Zhou Heting.

In the letter, he reported to Zhou Heting that Xuandi was well managed and the progress of the new city's construction.

However, halfway through the writing, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent.Lu Jiayi's hand shook, and she didn't finish writing, so she had to put down the pen first, and went out to check in the wheelchair.

Outside the tent was a ragged girl.

It seemed that she was kneeling outside the tent and kowtowing to the sand and stones. The blood on her forehead was mixed with sand and mud, and she looked very messy.

The girl was slender, and was dragged away by two soldiers to leave the scene. Seeing that the military adviser had come out, she was very happy, and immediately shouted:

"I beg the military master to avenge the little girl!"

Lu Jiayi hurriedly stopped the two, "Let go of her first, and listen to what she wants to say!"

After being free, the girl rolled and crawled and knelt down in front of Lu Jiayi. After being helped up, she cried and told her experience.

It turned out that she was also a refugee.

My father was originally one of the rascals, and seeing that most of the refugees started to join in the construction, he also decided to cooperate.

But because they woke up too late, all the good locations were occupied by people, so their family could only choose a location on the edge of the new town.

For her, as long as her father can wake up and work hard to make a fortune, she will never be too late.

However, when the family's life was finally on the right track, his father was framed because of past events.

At present, the development of the new city is accelerating, especially when the strict law of the military division has just come out, it is a sensitive period.

The father was successfully reported as a crime of "riot" by someone with a heart, and was sentenced to be beheaded.

This has caused the life of the family of three, who had just seen the dawn, to sink into darkness in an instant.

The mother and daughter, who have no power to restrain the chicken, can only depend on each other, walking slowly, but still walking on the right path with difficulty.

However, no matter how strict the law is, there will always be treacherous people who do not want to follow the right path.

Her mother and daughter were snatched away by traitors and tortured severely to vent their desires.

Speaking of this, the girl burst into tears, extremely ashamed and indignant.

Lu Jiayi was terrified and poured tea for her to calm down before she continued.

The new laws of the new city are strict, and those who violate the laws will undoubtedly die.

The traitor fulfilled his desire and saw that death was inevitable, but instead wanted to cover up his crime and prepared to kill him to silence him.

Her mother died tragically in front of her, and she almost escaped desperately.

"The little girl only wishes... to seek innocence for her father, justice for her mother, and an afterlife for herself..."

Weeping blood every word, at the second part, the girl spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

Lu Jiayi grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with her hands, her knuckles were pale, and she was unable to speak.

Still Wen Yu was alert, first asked others to take the girl to the camp to take care of her carefully, and then pushed Lu Jiayi back to the military division's tent.

"Military teacher." Seeing that the young man was deeply shocked, Wen Yu squatted beside him and said, "I will start and thoroughly investigate this woman's injustice. You are already tired enough during this period, take a good rest, and don't worry about these things .”

After a long time, Lu Jiayi nodded stiffly.

After Wen Yu went out, he spun the wheelchair and turned to the desk, and glanced at the half-written reply.

The traces of joy on it were still in front of his eyes, and he remembered the excitement he felt when he just started writing.

At this point, those joys evaporated.

His mind was full of questions.

Why is this happening?

There are a large number of refugees. To build a new city, there must be differences in size and distance.It is his short-sightedness, who only sees the peace in front of him and ignores the chaos in the blind spot.

Why is this happening?

It is his law that is strict but not perfect, and there is no punishment according to the crime.As a result, villains take advantage of loopholes to frame others, and villains commit even greater crimes in order to avoid punishment.

It was his lack of thoughtfulness.

Lu Jiayi's hands crumpled the letter paper, then tore it to pieces.

Wen Yu was right.

He's not a god, so he's already starting to backfire on himself.

"I'm just a student, I can allow myself to be negligent and make a little mistake, right?"

Lu Jiayi said it, wanting to hear it.

But he saw the miserable appearance of the girl again.

What mistake did she make again?

"No." He scratched his hair, pinched his scalp with his fingertips, "I can't think like that. I'm only here to get my boyfriend back. I did my job well, it's just extra, just extra of……"

"I am not a goddess."

"I am not a goddess!"

"I'm not……"

Wen Yu was busy dealing with the girl's injustice case, and ran around for a day. When he returned to the barracks, he only got the news that the army division hadn't left the camp for a day, and didn't think about eating or drinking.

Wen Yu sighed, opened the curtain and went in.

He thought he would see Lu Jiayi collapse, but what he didn't expect was...

Lu Jiayi has a dignified demeanor.

Sitting in a wheelchair, when he saw Wen Yu coming in, he even raised a peaceful smile.

Wen Yu squatted beside him, "Military division..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yu was interrupted by the other party.Lu Jiayi asked him calmly: "The girl woke up this afternoon, do you know?"

Wen Yu didn't go back to the barracks today, so he naturally didn't know, so he shook his head.

"Then you don't know. When she woke up, she hit the wall and died."

Wen Yu was startled.

He wasn't surprised by the girl's suicide, but because the military division spoke so calmly about such appalling news.

He raised his eyes and looked over, but didn't see any trace of camouflage on the other's face.

It was as if the other party had accepted the news wholeheartedly.

"Military division..." Wen Yu was a little flustered, he was afraid that something might be wrong with the military division.

But Lu Jiayi was very calm and said: "You are right, I am not a god. Because of this, I cannot be dictatorial. There is a loophole in my decision-making, and I discovered it.

But I'm not capable enough, and I didn't think of a solution. Can you work hard to accompany me tonight and revise our laws? "

These words are well-organized and logical, and a person who is emotionally broken cannot express it so completely.

Wen Yu was very worried, but when he heard what the military division said, he had to believe that the military division had adjusted himself and really cheered up.

"Okay." Wen Yu patted his hand, "I'll go find them."

The intellectual group worked overnight to revise the loopholes in the decision-making:

[-]. Strengthen the maintenance of order in the fringe urban areas of the new city;

Second, adjust the trial process of the law enforcement team to avoid unjust, false and wrongly decided cases;

Three, sentencing according to the crime, subdivided by degree.

The new law was quickly implemented.

The girl's family was buried in the same tomb.

Lu Jiayi didn't dare to say that it was their deaths that brought about a more reasonable legal system in Xincheng.

Because they were born with a meaning of their own, they didn't live for it.

They are just innocent victims.

But Xincheng is indeed getting better and better under the leadership of the "Shenshi".

He is not God.

So it is enough for him to do this.

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Bringing myself into that environment, that identity, I feel like I'm suffocating...

—Press the paw—

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