Wei Mingxing and others looked at a machine assembled with wood, and exclaimed from time to time. The equipment passed through long-distance sea transportation, crossed the violent southern edge of Bering Hainan, crossed the west coast of North America with strong winds, and sailed thousands of miles before finally reaching the logging field on Hope Island.

"This is the spark of civilization and a symbol of progress." Wei Mingxing gently stroked the old-looking hydraulic saw machine and said in a slightly trembling voice: "It looks like it has been used for many years, it is a bit worn, and some parts have long been decayed, but I can see that it still has strong vitality, Lincoln."

"Here." An exiled prisoner with a bearded face was of course on the roster of the East Coast Japanese company. This man had died of a bear during a field worker. He had worked as a carpenter in the old continent for many years. He was exiled because he believed in Catholicism and actively participated in underground missionary activities. At this time, he arrived in the Far East, but he was also a rare technical talent, especially in places like Hope Island where birds do not shit.

"Take good care of it and get him to work as soon as possible." Wei Mingxing said.

"No problem, boss. There are many parts that came with the ship this time. I looked at it. It was enough to replace some unusable parts. I would make it look great. Well, the machines over there are the same, and I will take good care of them." Lincoln glanced at the hydraulic planer, pedal lathe and other old machines, and said with confidence: "With these machines, we can produce much more products than before. How can the damn barbarians on the other side of the river fight us!"

"Don't use the name of barbarians as frivolous. In fact, there are many Indians among us, and each race has the right to live in the sun. Do you understand human rights? Lincoln, how many times do I want to explain to you? Equality, freedom, and fraternity are the essence of our "Democratic and Free Federation". This is not allowed to be trampled on by anyone." Wei Mingxing said earnestly, but it was obvious that the bearded Lincoln did not listen to it, and the people around him did not understand it. Just some cadres from Wei Boqiu students agreed with this, but it seemed that the degree of approval was also limited.

These cadres were either students who were taught by Wei Boqiu in private. Or graduates from the Hei Water Transportation Institute (located on Hokkien Island). They basically inherited the so-called "new and new ****" idea of ​​Wei's family (of course this is very suspicious) and were determined to establish a democratic and free ideal country in North America. This ideal country was mainly immigrants from the Far East, North Korea and Japan, supplemented by local naturalized Indians. They formed a country with mixed races, implemented democratic and free ideas, and loose federalism, and planned to create a "Datong World" and "Ground Heaven" mentioned by Wei Boqiu in North America.

However, after years of hard work, hardship, and complex construction work, these cadres' early ideals and enthusiasm gradually faded, and various strange ideas in human nature began to emerge. Especially under the influence of the absolute number advantage of the Far East immigrants, whose number has reached more than 3,600. Their thoughts inevitably converge with them in some aspects. Therefore, everyone seems to be a little dissatisfied when they hear Wei Mingxing want to give Indians human rights. However, Teacher Wei has a great influence on them throughout their lives, and these people will not object.

"Mayor Wei, there are more than 200 compatriots on the Cod Island in the north. These people strongly demand that they give up the Cod Island and move to Hope Port, because the conditions there are too difficult! They do not want to continue to stay there to fish, hunt, and log, but hope to move to the warm south to settle down. I think this requirement is reasonable and we should accept them. After all, we have now settled around Hope Port, opened wheat fields, pastures and orchards, and have the qualifications and ability to accept these fishermen. It is time to make changes. The market, they are also pioneers of their first sailing!" Someone could not help but interrupt when he heard Wei Mingxing talking about the Indians.

"Oh? It's Captain Jonathan! You are a member of the city council and have the power to propose a proposal to the council. As long as you get a majority vote, I don't object. However, there is rich fishery resources there, which is extremely important for the future development of the Hope City and even the Federation. Once these people move here, we will have no place to settle down in the local area. Is this really appropriate? You must know that Hope City is now like a small sapling, which has not grown into a towering tree. Each of us must contribute our due strength to it." Wei Mingxing continued to start his earnest persuasion. In fact, the Cod Island is indeed extremely important in his plan for the future, and it is a base for fishing, whaling, and seals.

"No, I insist!" said Captain Jonathan. "In fact, my brother is there. I don't want to see him continue to age. No one has the right to ask him to sacrifice. It is time to take them over. Since we have the ability to accept the Indians on Hope Island, why are we so rude to our companions on Cod Island? This is unreasonable and unreasonable! I will bring a bill to the City Council, His Excellency Mayor."

Wei Mingxing sighed when he heard this, and said nothing more. He walked to the lighthouse on the side and rested. There was a large set of combined lamps on the lighthouse, imported from the local area through complex channels to navigate the ships that were sailing at night. However, on the Hope Island, this navigation light named "Democracy Lighthouse" was not lit at all times. In fact, it was not lit most of the year, and it was well disguised, so that two Spanish sailboats were unable to find it when they passed through the west side of Hope Island.

The lighthouse has a vast sky outside the sea and spiritual seagulls are flying up and down above the Hope Strait. From time to time, some sea otters emerge from their heads to comfortably knock on their chests and abdomen to eat. The ground is a beautiful autumn scenery on the coast.

"Brother Xing, is Uncle Wei intentionally transferring Huabend's team here?" Zhao Tianri, who was chewing grassroots in his mouth, came over and asked, "There are still hundreds of people under Huabend? After training over the years, his combat effectiveness should be quite good. If we are transferred to Hope Island, we can completely rule the entire island and land on the shore."

"Who did you hear?" Wei Mingxing frowned and said, "You are also a ** official. Don't spread such gossip. There is no place to reduce your prestige. Chang Chun, Huabend and his troops are all national economic and technological troops. In other words, they have their names on the roster. How can they be so easy to drop the bags to Hope Island? Besides, I heard that my father hopes to assemble manpower in the past two years to attack a Japanese Seed Island and kidnap thousands of craftsmen and their families. This is crucial to the great development of our Hope Island. This is undoubtedly inseparable from the efforts of Chang Chun and Huabend. Is it possible? Use your brain! Others follow the crowd."

By the way, Wei Boqiu wanted to move Seed Island for a long time, but had been planning for many years, but he still couldn't make up his mind due to various concerns. This time, he said that this guy should have gained and "crazy" and was going to start taking risks in order to realize his ideals and great cause. Seed Island may be the first step. There may be Ji Yifan below. In short, it seems unlikely that he will not do anything.

However, there is another Liang Xiangjian in the Far East that seems to have been causing trouble for him, so Wei is more or less worried, so he will not go too far. Moreover, Commander Liao Xiaoyao and Commander Liao made 450,000 immigrants in Huai'an Prefecture this time. Wei Boqiu seemed to be quite moved. He wanted to do some. You should know that the Hope Island is only more than 3,600 immigrants now. This was raised by Wei from multiple sources, and it has vaguely affected the development of Hokkien Island and the operation of Japanese companies on the east coast. There will be 450,000 new immigrants. How could it not make him Deputy Captain Wei moved? Perhaps this can also slightly suppress his urge to go alone.

"I only now realize the difficulties of my fathers when I was working hard, but now I feel the difficulties of my fathers." Wei Mingxing stroked the rough pine-structured lighthouse base and said in an exclaimed tone: "There were only a few hundred people who landed on the east coast, but now they have developed so vigorously. We have three or four thousand people now, but we are still struggling. Is it because we are not outstanding enough? Or are we not working hard enough? Or are we not lucky enough to be favored by the Heavenly Lord? It is really frustrating to think of these things..."

"What are you worried about?" Zhao Tianri was unhappy all day long, and he only heard him say: "We have now established a port of hope that has begun to take shape. There are parliaments, courts, governments, security agencies, and can barely support more than 3,000 people. This is an amazing innovation. Look at the Indians on the other side of the sea. They have developed for so many years. What is there? Nothing! It is still a dream state of eating raw meat and drinking blood! Compared with them, we have done a good job. Moreover, we are still growing, developing, and growing. In the future, we will establish more towns and ports, and there will be more municipal councils, and even federal parliaments and parliaments will be formed, so that more people can be bathed in the glory of freedom, equality, and fraternity, and let more people, including Indians, enjoy universal values. We will eventually succeed. I believe this day will come!"

"I believe it too, but now Indians don't understand our painstaking efforts to spread civilization. What should I do?" Wei Mingxing asked with some distress: "They distrust us very much and even regard us as their opponents. This is not good."

"Then kill them! Or put them in prison!" Zhao Tianri said with a serious look on his face, "The dead Indians are good Indians. For example, 90% of the Indians who disobey us now account for 90%. That's great. If we kill these 90%, we can let the remaining 10% of the Indians bathe in the glory of freedom."
Chapter completed!