Seeing Is Not Always Believing
"Wow..."
"By decree of the Governor, Amelia Region is now prohibited from using any currency other than forra!"
On a street, a clerk selling medicine casually threw a handful of silver and copper coins on the road. Some of the coins running around on the ground became quiet after rolling for a few times, but some rolled and disappeared.
Either it rolled into some children's pockets, or it disappeared into the cracks of the bricks without a trace.
According to the requirements of the newly appointed governor, Amelia Province, as the concession of Gefra, everything here must be in line with the Gefra mainland, which naturally includes changes in legal currency.
Of course, the Governor is very tolerant. He did not directly abolish the legality of the currency that Amelia Region people are using, but gave the people the opportunity to exchange it.
They can use any currency they have in hand, following the international Exchange Rate from Three Great Royal Banks and some commercial banks to exchange Gefra currency "fra".
In order to constrain people to complete the currency change as soon as possible, the Governor also promoted some methods, such as setting sales and purchase restrictions on some commodities, such as grain, salt, important and commonly used medicines, etc.
These items can only be purchased from specialized stores and must be traded using the official legal currency of Gefra. No other currency transactions are accepted.
People don't have to change, but the result of not changing is that they won't be able to buy anything, and these currencies will eventually be worthless in Amelia Province.
At this time, the young man standing outside the drugstore looked at the coins on the ground. His face turned red, and his brows could not hide the anger in his heart.
With tightly clenched fists, veins rolling around them and tense muscles, he seemed ready to punch out at any time.
Perhaps because his performance made people feel a little nervous, the pharmacy clerk's voice became louder, "Why, you violated the Governor's order and now you want to hit me?"
His voice was loud, but his bones were weak. He was bluffing, but he was actually scared.
In the six months since Amelia Region's change of sovereignty, various conflicts have continued to occur. Although the outside world's reputation for the governor is quite positive, in the final analysis, positive descriptions such as peace and goodwill are qualities that cannot be used as the foundation of rule.
As if thinking of the miserable process of some people being hung in the square to dry slowly, the young man's hands loosened, and Patrol Team, who was patrolling nearby, also walked over.
"What happened?", Patrol Team's loud voice had already appeared before the people appeared.
There were some people who were watching, but they immediately hid far away.
There are two locals among Patrol Team, who are wearing military uniforms with blue background and white trim, while people Gefra are wearing military uniforms with blue background and silver trim.
Many people look down on these local people who joined Gefra Patrol Team and call them white-skinned dogs.
In fact, they initially called these people blue dogs, but this title also brought the Gefra people into it. After severely punishing some people in various places, people subconsciously avoided being disrespectful to the Gefra people.
Under this kind of pressure and rule, they seemed to find all their resentment on these traitors and lackeys who helped Gefra suppress their own people, but in fact people did not know that many of these people protected the locals.
Just like now, people are shouting and yelling from a distance. Many people think that they are taking advantage of others, but in fact they just hope that the people who are making trouble hear their voices and run away if they can. Don't regret it when they are hung in the square to dry.
Their loud voices saved many people, even though they were burdened with notoriety.
The young man wants to leave. Patrol Team is a terrible thing for young people, but he can't leave because all his money is still scattered on the ground.
At this time, the white-skinned dog who was pushing away the crowd seemed to figure out what was going on as soon as it came in. The leading white-skinned dog kicked the young man on the leg. The young man lost his center of gravity amidst the exclamations of the surrounding crowd and fell to the ground. He glared at the local who was helping the evildoer.
The white-skinned dog that kicked him down said loudly, "The Governor has kindly given you enough time to exchange the coins, but there are still some people who have not exchanged the coins until now. You must thank the Governor for his kindness and will not blame you for this."
"Now, pick up those pieces of junk and exchange them for real money. Don't leave them here to be disgusting!"
The leading white dog vividly displayed the image of a lackey. He was arrogant and arrogant in front of people, but as soon as he turned around and walked in front of the real Gefra soldier, he nodded and bent over, "I understand, it's another person who didn't change money."
The flattering smile on his face and the indifferent tone made everyone feel that everything he did was such an inconspicuous thing.
People's hateful eyes were focused on him, but he seemed to have no feelings and still maintained a respectful and humble attitude.
Gefra's soldier glanced at the young men who were picking up coins one by one on the ground, and then looked at the pharmacy clerk, "Is that so?"
This Gefra soldier didn't speak fast, and he was afraid that the locals wouldn't understand. Common Language are essentially the same, but because of the language habits of various regions, everyone speaks the same language. Even if they are one or two hundred kilometers apart, they may say it completely differently.
The soldier spoke very slowly and put a lot of pressure on people. A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the clerk's forehead in an instant.
The drugstore clerk felt a little regretful. If the young man hadn't bothered him too much, he wouldn't have thrown away the coins.
If the local Patrol Team or City Hall officials knew that he had disobeyed the governor's orders and collected currency that had been deemed illegal, his fate would be much worse than those who used these coins. At least he would be stripped naked, hung in the square, and severely beaten.
At this time, he nodded repeatedly, just wanting to let this matter pass as soon as possible, "Yes, Mr. Captain..."
Gefra's soldier looked at the young man who was slowly picking up coins on the ground. He finally turned his attention to the local white dog who was on duty with him but was also looked down upon by him. "Read the Governor's order again!"
The white-skinned dog nodded and bowed to say goodbye to the Gefra soldier. When he turned around and walked to the young man's side, he pinched his waist and puffed out his chest, becoming arrogant, "The Governor said..."
Soon, Patrol Team left, and the young man almost picked up all the money on the ground, but there was still a little less.
At this time, an old man walked up to him, took out two silver coins, put them in the young man's hand, and grabbed his hand, "Exchange it as soon as possible. These people cannot be offended and cannot be offended!"
The old people are actually not too afraid of the current situation. Although some of the new governor's orders are stricter and his treatment methods are more terrifying, such as drying people naturally into dried meat, overall they are not harsh.
When ordinary people make mistakes, the Governor's attitude is actually very gentle. Just like this young man, there will be no punishment and he will only be urged to exchange it as soon as possible.
But for merchants who dare to accept illegal currency, the punishment is terrible. Not only must their property be confiscated, but they must also be whipped.
The young man nodded and ran quickly towards the nearest bank. The streets gradually returned to calm, leaving only some people scolding the white-skinned dog.
At night, the day's work was over. The white-skinned dog who had been scolded by people stood outside the door of the patrol post. He nodded and bent down and handed a handful of brand-new towels to the Gefra soldiers who kept getting off work. He did not forget to say the flattering words "It's been a hard day's work, sir."
When the last soldier left, the smile on his face gradually faded. After packing up his things, he returned to his home.
A very spacious single-family house. He was not qualified to live in such a house before. Only rich people could do that, but since he "sought refuge" in Gefra, he moved in.
When he returned home, he was greeted by two girls. They were the two twin orphans he had taken care of during the turmoil. After these years, they have gradually grown up.
The love in their eyes gave the white-skinned dog a little more relief. No matter what others thought of him, at least someone could understand what he did, and he did protect those compatriots.
According to the current order of the Governor, the unified curfew has been canceled for the entire Amelia Region, and the curfew will be implemented according to stepped standards.
For example, in civilian living areas, no one is allowed on the streets after eight o'clock in the evening, otherwise they will be whipped.
But in more prosperous places, including some mid- to high-end communities, the curfew time has been pushed back to 10 p. m.
As for where Gefra people live, there is no curfew.
The place where the young white-skinned dog lives is on the edge of the Gefra people's residential area. In order to better rule this area, some examples must be set.
After eating, the young man took a shower and changed his clothes. When he was about to rest, the doorbell suddenly rang.
The sudden ringing of the doorbell made the three people in the house a little frightened. Not long ago, the Gefra people were like this, knocking on other people's rooms in the middle of the night, and then shot a group of "rioters" on the spot.
The twin girls stood shivering in the corridor in their pajamas. The young man who came out of the bedroom comforted them and walked towards Living Room.
The white-skinned young man calmed down and thought about whether he had exposed any flaws during this period, but he didn't think he had exposed any flaws.
After a while, he slowly opened the door, with a smile on his face that he had gradually become accustomed to. He bent down and asked softly, "Which adult has something for me to do? All you have to do is make a phone call..."
Habitually humble and flattery, this is his best protective color. No one will ever think that he has anything to do with those Resistance Organization. People will only hate him. Some even say that he has become a member of some Resistance Organization's must-kill list.
The sound coming from outside the door felt strange to him. He had never heard it before.
"Won't you invite me in?"
This is not the accent of Gefra, nor is it a local accent. Instead, it is somewhat similar to the accents spoken by people in some movies from Bayer Federation.