Although the city's buildings looked badly weathered and dilapidated, the residents themselves were of surprisingly high quality. Everyone lined up in orderly fashion, one circle after another.
Most people were banging their bowls and waiting to eat. Only a handful were actually listening to the young people speaking.
Lu Ban listened attentively as he stood in line.
"For all these years, our Yellow Sand Brotherhood has maintained law and order around Utopia, fought the bandits of the desert, and escorted merchants. Our leader, Lord Iron Snake, is a decisive man who will lead Utopia in opening up a new world and acquiring more resources!"
"The reason we're living such difficult lives now is precisely because so many resources remain unexplored. Now that the true face of the Promised Land has been revealed, we ought to claim our rightful share!"
"The truth of history has been made known to all, but we are not in the wrong. Are you really willing to be tormented by illness and die young? We should search for ways to cure the diseases afflicting us!"
Their words were highly rousing, and their objective was clear: leave Utopia and explore the unknown new world.
But clearly, no matter the era, there were not many people who truly cared about politics.
Some believed their will was insignificant. Even if they had opinions about the Saint's election, they could not affect the overall situation. Others could not even be sure what they would eat the next day, so naturally, they had no room to consider the more distant future.
For the most part, they simply lined up woodenly, waiting to eat. At the very least, they had to fill their stomachs before they could survive.
Lu Ban waited for more than ten minutes before finally receiving his portion.
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