Paralysis, Awakening, Flower Car, and Holy Maiden

"Beautiful fur!"

Looking at the carcasses of the Leopard Lion in the sunlight, Lin Qi couldn't help but sigh. Their fur had a beautiful golden hue in the sunlight. If they were given some oil and treated properly, they would become dazzling golden jewels! The love of beauty is human nature. Ever since people put brightly colored feathers on their heads and arrogantly believed that the aesthetics of gods and humans were the same, making oneself more beautiful seems to have become a common trait. People will go crazy for these things.

Hassana looked at the hanging Leopard Lion and laughed as he spoke to Lin Qi, "I heard that Federal people are like you, rather thin..." He paused, then continued, "I'm not mocking you, Mr. Lin Qi, it's just that you really are too thin. It's better for men to be a little stronger!"

He pointed to the hanging Leopard Lion, "The fur from their torsos can be used to make coats, the fur from their limbs can be used to make gloves or bags, and I suggest you make the heads into specimens. I heard that people where you are like to hang animal heads on the walls!"

This might be a reminder, but his tone didn't seem very friendly. Lin Qi glanced at him, a smile on his face as well. "Mr. Hassana, the scientists I know are all very thin. They don't spend their time and energy on enjoying themselves, but what they create has a huge impact on both advancing civilization and maintaining World Peace. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hassana laughed, "Of course, of course, I understand what you mean..." Clearly, he didn't understand Lin Qi's meaning. Lin Qi's words were rather subtle, and Hassana didn't realize the reserved and understated threat in his words.

Indigenous people are indigenous people—savage, ignorant, and stupid.

Lin Qi stayed here for three days. On the third day, he watched the animal migration from afar. To say that he was awestruck was an understatement. These magnificent natural landscapes sometimes had a far greater impact on the natives than on civilized humans.

Because the natives are stupid and foolish, they cannot understand the mysteries of nature, so they are afraid of the mysterious and the unknown. But the gentlemen in civilized society are different; all they think about is conquest! In three days, hundreds of Leopard Lion pelts have been delivered to the city, where there are craftsmen who specialize in tanning furs. They have served the Upper Class for generations and have mastered this important skill.

In those three days, at least thirty people died and hundreds were injured in an effort to minimize damage to the furs, yet Hassana still lost his temper with his nephew.

Because these clumsy hunters injured more than a dozen Leopard Lion Leopard Lion that could have been captured alive, they ultimately had to turn them into pelts.

This is all money, glittering gold money!

This also led to them deducting a portion when paying the hunters.

The hunters complained, but only uttered a few words. They dared not rebel, because they, their relatives, and their descendants would also have to serve Hassana and his descendants.

If they offended Hassana, they would go from being hunters envied by everyone to ordinary people like the vast majority.

On the way back, Hassana didn't follow. He only arranged for his nephew to send someone to escort Lin Qi and his group away. He still needed to supervise the camp and keep an eye on those fools. He was afraid that if no one was watching them, they would turn the living Leopard Lion into a dead Leopard Lion, which would cost him a lot of money, a lot of money!

"Boss, I'm having some troubles. Can you help me figure them out?" Asier asked Lin Qi with a pained look in his eyes as he sat in the car.

They spoke International Common Language, but this International Common Language had a strong Bayer Federation accent. It's like the universally known "hello," which can evolve into dozens of different versions. Even people fluent in the International Common Language would find it difficult to understand all the accent variations, let alone the driver, who was an indigenous person who didn't speak the International Common Language.

Lin Qi nodded. His eyes were kind. That word might not be quite accurate, but it was also very accurate, because if you add up the ages of the two people on either side, his gaze could indeed be described as kind.

"Of course, Asier, my friend, if I can answer your question, I certainly will!"

Asier forced a smile. "Thank you, boss..." He listened for a moment before asking in a tone he himself didn't realize was one of disbelief and suppressed emotion, "Is there any chance for things to change here, boss?"

"Actually, before you came, I was thinking about this question: can everything here be changed?"

His eyes became somewhat vacant, and his tone became somewhat ethereal. "Back in the Federal, everyone told me that human life is incredibly precious, and no one can arbitrarily deprive someone of their right to live. That's what we did, and I believed it."

"But here, in my hometown, a human life might not even be worth as much as a banknote. Those in power can arbitrarily take other people's lives. Is there any possibility that all of this will change?"

His gaze refocused and lingered on Lin Qi, his tone slightly more anxious, "Even if this place can't become Federal, at least it won't be like it is now!"

Lin Qi looked at him with the same curiosity one would show for a fresh piece of food. "I never knew you were someone who liked to ponder such profound questions!"

Asier paused for a moment, then lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly. "I don't know what's wrong with me, but ever since I came back, I can't stand anything I do, and I always feel uncomfortable. I might be sick."

Lin Qi raised his forearm and pointed at him, "You're not sick, you just see this society clearly."

"You think the rulers here are cruel, but the real cause of this is not them, but those people you think are living in despair."

"It was through these people's gradual retreat that the rulers gradually closed in, until they fell into the abyss, while the rulers looked down on them from the edge of the cliff."

"If someone stands up and 《Resistance》 against the fate they are now suffering, even if he dies, the ruling class will begin to take seriously the demands of the largest group in society."

"Even if they are just pretending, they will start to care about these people, improve their living conditions, and open up upward mobility for some of them."

"But they didn't do that. They yielded even more to the face of more brutal oppression, which made the ruling class always feel that their treatment of these people had not yet crossed their bottom line, and that things would only get worse."

Asier felt an unbearable unease. He had always believed that the ruling class was responsible for these circumstances, but Lin Qi's words made him feel even worse.

Is there anything more cruel than people killing their own hopes?

He remained silent for a long time, his chest heaving violently. After a period of silence, he suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, "I shouldn't be thinking about these things. I'm just an ordinary person. It's just that I feel a little sad seeing the people here suffering such a fate."

"I'm sorry, boss, I said something I shouldn't have, and I've spoiled your mood!"

Lin Qi didn't think it was a big deal. He waved his hand and said, "It's not that serious. I haven't answered your question yet. Actually, the way to change all this is very simple: use death and bloodshed to awaken the whole society."

"No revolutionary change can be achieved through friendly negotiation. Only death and bloodshed can wipe away the pretense of peace and tranquility, reveal the darkest reality, and reawaken people's numb souls."

"Asier, you are not that kind of person, but I believe that one day there will be someone like that, who will open a stairway to heaven for all those who are in hell here!"

The rest of the drive was quiet. Asier was thinking about what Lin Qi had said, and Lin Qi was also thinking about these things.

The convoy entered the city, and although their original plan was to take the world to the Lin Qi Hotel, they were slightly delayed on the way.

When the convoy entered the city center, it encountered two Flower Car. The drivers of both floats chose to pull over to the side of the road and wait for the Flower Car to pass.

The Flower Car was filled with women, all of whom were quite young. They seemed to be in a somewhat abnormal state, with an unnatural flush on their cheeks and unclear eyes.

Everyone stretched out their limbs lazily, as if they had no bones.

"What is this?" Lin Qi seemed to be full of curiosity about everything here.

Asier snapped out of his reverie, glanced at it, and remained silent for a moment. "The Flower Car and the Holy Maiden..." He clearly hadn't finished speaking, as Lin Qi was still looking at him. Only then did he regain his composure and earnestly begin to introduce the float and saintess to Lin Qi.

In Nagaril, religious people, priests, High Priest, and other Divine Official are allowed to marry and have children. It's ridiculous that no one stipulates that they cannot marry or have children.

For people from the lower classes of society, there is absolutely no hope of them climbing up to the rulers. The rulers look down on their backgrounds and family circumstances and will not give them any chance.

So they set their sights on priests and Divine Official, who were easier to approach.

If a family has a beautiful girl, they will dress her up beautifully after she grows up and send her to the temple to serve the gods as a candidate for Holy Maiden.

The gods would descend upon some Divine Official and officials at any time of day, and then enjoy the service of these girls, allowing them to fulfill their missions.

Once a girl becomes pregnant, and the child she gives birth to is recognized by some "gods," then after being nurtured, the child will become a new Divine Official or even a high priest.

The girl and her family will see a significant improvement in their social standing. They will be able to enjoy public facilities, their children will be able to attend school, and the entire family's life will undergo a tremendous change.

Of course, not every girl is so lucky. Most girls are not so fortunate. These girls will probably be sent back when they are seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old. The temple cannot support so many people, and they will focus their attention on a new batch of Holy Maiden.

These Holy Maiden undergo changes, especially in their mental state, due to the various special treatments they receive over a long period of time, both physically and mentally.

The Holy Maiden on these Flower Car are the ones who were "returned." In their ignorance, they gave their best to the gods, but now they face the most tragic fate!