Eagles looked out of the window, and his face suddenly became a little strange:
"they are the hard laborers in the hard labor camp, preparing for reclamation on the beach This is the order of the administrative department. It has just started recently... "
"Land reclamation?" Michelin was stunned. "Isn''t there enough land on Odin island?"
"It''s true." Igors nodded and said, "there are too many people in the territory today. Apart from residential land, factory land and farm land, there is not much land that can be developed in Odin island and Cylon island."
"I heard that in order to improve the efficiency of land use, the administrative department has planned to demolish the first batch of public rental houses, and then build eight storey residential buildings in place, so that more residents can be accommodated."
He pointed to the mudflat under the viaduct and said:
"this mudflat has a very large area, no less than 1000 square kilometers, and the average water depth is no more than 10 meters, which is the most ideal reclamation location According to the information circulated from the administrative department, Odin plans to fill up 15 square kilometers of sea area every year in the next 30 years. "
Michelin took a breath:
"15 square kilometers a year, 450 square kilometers in 30 years, equivalent to the size of three Odin Islands It''s a big deal. "
Looking at the small black spots in the distance and the big black spots suspected of construction machinery nearby, he asked a new question:
"in my opinion, there are only more than 1000 people in the labor camp at most. Can we fill 15 square kilometers of land every year with such a small number of people?"
"Of course, it''s impossible to rely on the hard labor camp alone." Eagles said with a smile, "these Dalits only need to do preliminary exploration. The government department plans to build a batch of giant construction machinery to fill the sea and make land It is said that they are super big guys with a height of more than 20 meters. Their names seem to be Titans
"It''s Titan. That''s no problem." Michelin said with a smile, "I saw Titan class magic engineering vehicles in the south of thousand Lake Republic last year. They are really big enough. Each one looks like a super giant."
"Oh?" Igors immediately became interested. "Mr. Michelin, can you tell me something about them?"
"Of course." Michelin readily agreed, "they are..."
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Although only a few kilometers apart, different people have different destinies.
In the train around the island, IGOs and Michelin sat on the sponge seat and chatted happily.
On the beach a few kilometers away, a large group of hard laborers are working hard in the cold wind of late autumn.
The sources of hard labor are quite complex, including former civil servants who have been arrested for corruption, criminals who have committed various crimes, criminals who have been sentenced to hard labor for different years, and even some special people who have been sent from Qianhu Republic.
The so-called "special people" are generally aristocrats.
No, it should be called the former aristocracy.
Since the founding of the Republic of Qianhu, Renault has occasionally made some compromises in the constant exchange of interests in order to achieve his own political goals.
No more execution of nobles is one of them.
On the other hand, because the killing of "Sapphire meteorite" was so prosperous that all nobles were deeply afraid, Renault had to pacify the frightened birds.
However, Renault did not make the nobles feel better. In the two years when he ruled Qianhu Republic in the name of "supreme speaker of parliament", he caught a group of nobles who were used to doing evil.
Although these scum escaped death, they were sent to the distant tide to serve as slaves.
In this kind of ghost place called "every day should not be" and "the land is not working properly", there is a vast sea all around. They have no place to run if they want to. They have to work honestly.
"Whew ~"
the guard in charge of the supervisor whistled, waved his magic air gun and roared in a vicious voice:
"You cheap rubbish, work for the master quickly Five minutes later, I''ll see this "marker tower" built. Otherwise, your lunch today will be reduced by 14... "
This threat made the hard laborers consciously speed up their action.
Dozens of drudgery in charge of repairing the tower trudged in the mud without legs. They walked to the trailer in groups, lifted the stones down, carried them to a certain position, and built them into "stone towers".
There are also some hard labor with thick steel bars, the stone tower will be firmly fixed, to prevent the tide, the stone tower was washed down by the sea.
This is the "marker tower" in the mouth of the guard.
Their function is to mark. In the future, Titan engineering vehicles will operate in the designated area with reference to the marker tower.
Alessandro March is a drudgery of the tower.
"Pooh "Pooh..."
He was carrying a large stone weighing nearly 100 kg, stepping on the gray mud, staggering to the marker tower.
Although Alessandro specially put a rag on his shoulder, the hard stone still hurt his bones.But that''s not the hardest part.
The chill of the icy muddy water penetrated into his bones, making his feet almost unconscious.
"Hoo Hoo... "
Alessandro gasped and struggled in the mud.
At this moment, he missed his luxurious noble manor.
In the past this season, he has been leaning on the warm fireplace, enjoying the delicacy of the cook and the most intimate service of the pretty maid.
Damn Renault!
Alessandro gritted his teeth.
Isn''t it that three fishermen were killed in the street?
Dare to stand in the way of the master, offend a noble noble, just a few untouchables, what''s wrong with killing them?
How dare that devil, as the supreme speaker, wantonly revise the laws and regulations that have been used for hundreds of years, deliberately deprive the Lord of his title, and punish a noble noble by treating the pariah
As usual, the master can pay a few jinnals at most Even without a fine, how can a judge trouble an aristocrat?
Father, why don''t you put this executioner who washed the sapphire lake with blood and defiled the noble glory into the most terrible hell and tormented his soul for 10000 years
"Bang!"
Alexandro suddenly felt that the stone he was carrying was hit from the side. Suddenly, he lost his balance and fell into the mud.
"Oh, fool!"
He heard another vicious voice.
No, it''s hairy legged hunter, the bully in the labor camp Damn it, how could I be targeted by him
Alessandro whispered, "it''s not good.
"Hey, fat man, listen to me Your lunch today belongs to the master, remember? "
The next threat from the other side made him feel bitter.
If you don''t have lunch, how can you do such heavy physical work in the afternoon? If it doesn''t work, what will the ferocious guards do to themselves
Hairy legged Hunter snorted, carrying a bigger stone, and walked past Alessandro.
"Hey, that bastard lying on the ground, how long do you plan to lie on the ground? If you don''t get up to work within two breath, you''re ready to taste the master''s whip... "
The roar of the guard came into alexandro''s ears.
The former nobleman got up in a hurry, hugged the stone and tried to lift it.
However, his action was too hasty, his arm accidentally rubbed a water chestnut, and he was immediately scratched out a big hole, and the red blood instantly flowed out.
"Hiss..."
Alessandro can''t help but cry in pain.
However, he did not dare to stay at all, desperately picked up the stone and walked forward quickly.
As meek as a pariah in Baron March''s collar.
……
"Ah ~ ~ help! Ah ~ ~ help me"
at this time, hundreds of meters away, another gang was working in the hard labor, suddenly burst out a cry of panic.
A group of frightened laborers scattered and fled.