Chapter 1891: What the master cannot do, workers can do

Everyone suddenly became excited. Since they left the Great Free City, since this was the first time they had encountered a serious and personal galaxy, they also encountered another ship for the first time.

This feeling is like driving a car on an unmanned highway in the wilderness for a long time and suddenly seeing a vehicle coming towards you. No matter who the other party is or whether he has malicious intentions, he will inevitably want to honk the horn.

Besides, they are not afraid of being hostile. They have the name of silence and are invincible in the world.

Of course, considering the remnants of life in that city, they did not think that the visitor would be the enemy.

Sure enough, the following one from the gravity well was a small cargo ship. It was obviously after several rounds of crazy magic modifications and repairs. The dense green-skinned wasteland wind had even surpassed the Raiders' warships, and it was almost impossible to see what it used to be. Even Yu Lian, a Lao Deng, who is very familiar with the ship modification industry, took nearly a minute to use a not-so-convincing reaction. The parent body of this ship should be a small Xiaou-class branch transport ship.

...This should be a ship type more than two hundred years ago?

Of course, we also need to know that the biggest advantage of all ship types that can become evergreen is and may only be excellent modification and universality.

It can be seen that this ship is of course very old, but it still sails steadily in the dangerous universe, just like an old soldier who is still fighting on the front line. He is vicissitudes, old, but unyielding.

From this staggering old ship, everyone seemed to see courage, struggle, pursuit of hope and light, and hope of civilization and humanity.

Needless to say, this should be another group of slave workers who escaped by the "Tan Gong Trail". It can be seen that the escape movement here is still going smoothly, at least the means of transportation have changed from ice boats to serious space ships. The capacity and safety have naturally been greatly improved.

However, in front of the Red Ghost Fighter, no matter how unyielding the old soldier is, he cannot escape the interception of the Guangwing Fighter.

Surrounded by four fighter jets, the old ship, which was not much larger than the lightning strike ship, finally stopped.

Through the boat, Yu Lian could feel the confusion and fear of the passengers of the ship. The situation was like a refugee cut off by passing soldiers, and every pore was filled with panic about the unknown.

How come we, the righteous sects who were preparing to fight against the tyranny of the empire, seemed to be villains? It was heartbreaking to see. Yu Lian felt that even if we put aside military secrets and just for the sake of the passengers' hearts, it would be better not to call them to silently come up.

Of course, if you come and meet, it is still necessary to communicate.

The Silence hid outside the two astronomical units, and used the gravitational wave beacon of the galaxy as a transit and sent a communication request. Naturally, it was impossible for the other party to disagree.

When the face of an elderly Wolfliner with gray hair appeared on the screen, Yu Lian saw a very obvious panic in his eyes, but with a little decision.

Very well, this is the image of a very typical rebel leader.

However, after he and Yu Lian's eyes were in contact, he suddenly became stunned for a moment, and a very obvious relief suddenly burst out in his eyes. His fear had completely dissipated, leaving only a clear joy.

"Sir Yu, I really never expected that I would meet you here."

"Have you seen me?" Yu Lianqi said.

"Now, there are not many people who don't know you. What everyone likes to do the most is to listen to the news of you beating the empire master! It's better to drink than big bones." The old Wolflin man stared at Yu Lian across the screen, with respect and admiration in his eyes.

As an experienced worker leader, he should have seen the world. Although he saw his idol, he still suppressed his excitement and patiently introduced himself to Yu Lian: "The little old man is named Gexi, and he is a member of the Monotooth Canglang."

What a domineering name! Yu Lian raised his eyebrows. However, when did such a cool secret organization exist in the Black Roshi Star Zone of the Empire?

Then, he saw that the old worker was not doing business and said, "You know, we are actually a subordinate organization of the original color interstellar, which specializes in running away from the Black Rous Star Zone. Hehe, the name is what I think, everyone thinks it is very good. Now they are just doing the work of organizing everyone's escape. Maybe they can become workers' guards in the future. At that time, just by name, they will have the aura of the ace army!"

Yu Lian thought for a few seconds, and it was not until Feifei reminded him that he suddenly realized that Tan Jize, who was hiding in the Sanqi Star Domain, was guiding refugees to build homes while helping Marshal Akbar build territory, was quietly thinking about establishing a pan-universe labor mutual aid organization and all communication platforms similar to original organizations.

He was a man who planned and acted hard, and he really created this organization. The official name was actually from the Interstellar Labor Mutual Aid and Friendship Association, but for some reason, he gradually became known as the Primary Color Interstellar.

In short, after Tan Jize's ice boat expedition was successful, this means that there was another waterway to pass through in the huge abyss nebula.

Although the risk of navigation is very high and the large spacecraft that is almost impossible to pass through is almost impossible to reach the official star map of the Standard Shipping Association, this is enough for slave workers in the Black Rous Star Zone.

The remote star area of ​​the Empire can be confirmed to have a population of more than 1,500, of which 100 billion are slaves. Not all slaves' days must be dire, and they must be so difficult that they must escape and find a new world.

These days, there are masters who use animals to die, and there are masters who cherish property. Many slave workers' living conditions exceed that of the human-shaped means of production in the Alliance sweatshop opposite, and they have always been the debate between the empire and the other side.

The key to everything is the right to choose. As long as there is someone who is unwilling to spend his whole life as a livestock, this route can become their hope.

After Tan Jize's escape operation was successful, the slave workers who remained in the Black Rox Star Zone also began their own actions. They set up more than a dozen mutual aid organizations, went their separate ways, and took action separately, preparing for the next round of organizational mobilization.

The reason why more than a dozen organizations emerge is that on the one hand, of course, everyone wants to develop and strengthen their peers as soon as possible and create a "scattered starry sky" atmosphere, and on the other hand, it is also for safety reasons. After all, it is under the nose of the empire, and it is best to break the work into pieces if you want to do it.

Of course, from a more realistic perspective, the rebels in the Black Rox Star Zone all come from all walks of life and race. It is unlikely that someone can convince everyone will be born immediately, so everyone has to do their own things.

Although they were very convinced by Tan Jize and the representatives from the pioneer parties, they were regarded as respectable and trustworthy mentors and consultants at most, and were not the same as leaders after all.

Of course, they can also establish a worker organization with strict system, clear rights and responsibilities, obeying orders, and iron discipline, and gathering and dispersing... This is actually much more difficult than the birth of a talented and genius dictator.

But no matter what, more than a dozen slave labor organizations, including the "One Tooth Canglang", are still united and united.

With their efforts, in the next six months, two more ships successfully crossed the "Tan Gong Trail" and arrived at their homes in the Sanqi Star Domain.

In addition, in the Hanshi 12 Galaxy where everyone built ice spacecraft back then, the Engineer Hall and the Pioneer Party support staff also arrived. Under their organization, two spacecraft were actually saved through the abandoned spacecraft body. Although the green wasteland was very strong, it was still much more formal than the ice ship.

One of the spacecraft began a tentative sailing, and brought more than 300 fugitive workers and their families. This is the "Freedom Old Man" that everyone encountered by chance.

The captain of the Wolflins, named Geshe, had been an imperial slave for three generations. He himself drove a galaxy mining ship in a mining galaxy in the Black Rouss region for forty years.

Strictly speaking, this is not a professional counterpart, but nowadays, who is a counterpart when he is a thief? Mr. Tan is still a law student and even has a lawyer certificate. Didn’t he also become a professional counterpart?

"Mr. Tan has opened a dominant territory in the Sanqi Star Field, which has always required manpower. Moreover, we also need to conduct a navigation experiment. If this voyage can arrive safely, the design and construction of the ship can be determined, and detailed flights can be established." Captain Gexi said.

Is this person talking about flights? What they should be talking about is really flights, right?

"However, if you take the Tan Gong Trail, you will be a little off the route." Feifei said.

The old captain nodded: "Fifty of the three hundred passengers on the ship are preparing to disembark in this Phibken Galaxy. It is great to teach you, madam, we are going to use the space city here."

Just as Yu Lian learned, this Fibken Galaxy belongs to the territory of a Count of Feibken. It was a retired general of the Imperial Army a thousand years ago. He had the possibility of becoming a lord of the princes. Because he was a general in the army, he applied for the maximum amount of development funds from the Heraldic Academy and built his space city hall completely according to military standards. His durability was naturally just right.

The previous group of fugitives who took the "Tan Gong Trail" encountered a nebula storm and had a deviation in navigation, which brought them to this galaxy.

The fugitives rested in this abandoned space city for a while and explored the city hall. Then they discovered that although most of the areas were abandoned and could not be started without major renovation, they actually found a complete dome area.

"So, we want to try farming in the city hall. In the future, this place may become a flight transit." The old Wolflin said seriously.

"Farming?" Yu Lian was sure that he should have heard this word.

"According to the development logs left by the Febken Galaxy, the soil of Planet 4 contains a considerable scale of ammonia, phosphorus and potassium, ice crystal asteroid belts, and two polar regions of Earth-like planets can collect fresh water."

The above information was obtained by Captain Geshi from an old worker. This worker is a human, and his ancestors were labeled as slaves for committing crimes, but the older ancestors are said to be the Earl of Fibken.

A thousand years have passed, and the descendants of the pioneer lord have become slaves, which seems very reasonable in the Galaxy Empire. Although this evil military empire is brutal, its national power is still very stable. The biggest reason is probably that the evil Dragon King will enslave everyone equally, but it also ensures the circulation of classes in disguise.

...As long as a society without class stability, it must be full of vitality, right?

The ancestor was said to be a pioneering noble worker. He died of organ failure after high-intensity work. The only legacy left before his death was the ancestor's development log, which was the only sustenance he used to commemorate the glory of his ancestors to gain spiritual comfort.

Before his death, only a group of non-human workers were left around him.

This happened ten years ago.

I never expected that the relics left ten years ago could actually play a huge role in this escape movement. Isn’t this also a kind of time when heroes all work together?

Yu Lian felt that nothing has the magnificent sense of destiny of the times than this!

Captain Gexi continued to explain: "Of course the dome is intact, the temperature mediation system can still operate, and the automatic irrigation, diversion and insect removal drones are gone, but everyone can do it themselves with a hard work."

With so many conditions, of course, the farming needs are fully met.

Yu Lian couldn't help but be shocked and felt that his DNA was starting to get restless.

He could be sure that in addition to him, the officers and soldiers who heard this scene on the bridge were all in awe.

Even so, the possibility of farming here is just a theoretical situation. However, as a fleeing worker leader, he has full confidence in his companions.

"Hehehe, among our comrades, there are also experts in farming. There are a few old guys who have served the plantation for the men. Everyone thinks it is worth a try, and there is also your grain."

The old captain spent some time explaining, and then he realized that they had a batch of seeds from "Polar No. 7" in their hands, which was one of the derivatives of the grain they raised through spiritual energy and life in the sub-cold frozen soil of Lumina.

As for the No. 7 of the Cold Zone, as the name suggests, it can also be planted in the polar regions, but this statement is of course an exaggeration. In fact, this is a grain specially prepared for hydroponic farms in orbit space, which can grow under artificial temperature, artificial light, and the dome. Even if the automatic temperature adjustment equipment fails, it will not die immediately, and it will give engineers and farmers room for repair and rescue.

Speaking of which, the People's League has done a lot of business with the rebels in various empires through the smuggling channel of Femo and the abyss, and of course the trading items include their own grains.

It is said that the soldiers of the rebel army praised this, and their reputation and discussion were second only to "Master Yu's Lao Baigan".

"If the grain can be successfully planted, we can also try to repair the city hall, restart the previous mining plants, refineries and energy processing plants, and maybe we can build a colony site on that week 4. Count Feibken's development diary does have plans for this, and they also found a place on the planet where dome towns can be built. A thousand years have passed, and I hope the landform has not changed much." Speaking of this, Captain Geshi's face had already shown a fascinating expression.

"Captain, if you really do that, you are not preparing to build a transit station, but preparing to build a colony." Feifei said.

"This seems to be true." Old Man Wolflin scratched his head.

"The Empire a thousand years ago was also ready to do this, but gave up."

Captain Gexi pondered for a moment, but showed a honest smile: "I know. But, I, an old man, don't think I'm old. But as long as everyone can really gain a foothold here, it's not a waste of time! Anyway, you just don't want to be a livestock for the empire's masters, so you want to find a place to live a steadfast life. The universe is so big, how can you create a paradise that belongs to us?"

His smile was simple but sincere, but in the eyes of everyone who was silent, he clearly felt that this unsightly old man Wolflin seemed to be shining, so grand that it made people feel deeply sad.

Yu Lian even slapped and exclaimed: "Yes! That's it! The nobles of the imperial kingdom were all out of luck, and they gave up the development here without seeing the profit for a while. However, old man, we just want to prove that we worker brothers can do what the men cannot do! We can definitely do it!"

Old Man Wolflin also suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Look, I will know. Others don't understand us, but Chief Yu, you and Mr. Tan must understand us."
Chapter completed!