Wave, Wave

On one side was seventy-eight Galil, and on the other side was one hundred and twenty-one Galil. With the minds of the Nagaril People, they simply couldn't understand why the Federal people said that these two absolutely different numbers were the same.

Young people don't understand either; seventy-eight is seventy-eight, and one hundred and twenty-one is one hundred and twenty-one. What does appreciation or depreciation have to do with them?

He clenched the money in his hand, glanced at the fierce-looking overseers around him who were holding sticks and cursing, and his instincts told him not to resist, but to silently endure it, at least he was still getting paid.

However, the recent movement and some ideas that are rapidly spreading among young people have made him want to get back the money he deserves!

He is not a lazy bum; he works hard, and he deserves to reap the rewards!

He hesitated for a moment, then said in a low but firm voice, "I just want my money back."

The accountant looked at him, and neither of them wavered. After a moment, the accountant nodded and beckoned to him, "Put the money on the table, and I'll give you what you deserve."

The young man placed the crumpled money he was holding on the table. He stared intently at the accountant, knowing he would fight back if she tried to take his money.

The accountant didn't do that. Instead, he pulled a coin he'd never seen before from somewhere in his pocket and placed it in his hand. "This is your pay for today, one Federal Sol."

He shook his head as he spoke, then shoved the loose change that had been given to him on the table back into the drawer.

He looked at the others, "Who else wants to exchange money?"

Everyone had already heard the story of the salary of one Federal Sol, and they had all signed an employment contract. They had also been told more than once that their salary was one Federal Sol.

But now that they actually have this Federal Sol in their hands, they feel a bit lost, because this Federal Sol doesn't seem as significant as they imagined.

It's like... like an insignificant one-dollar coin, not much weight, and unable to bear much value.

"Anyone else want to exchange money?" the accountant asked again. Some young people came to exchange money, and the accountant exchanged it for them. Compared to the thoughts and actions of these young people, the older Nagaril People silently endured it.

They have been through too much; they have learned to endure silently and not to resist. Even if something infringes on their interests, they will remain silent.

This is not a country where the people have power. Speaking out, complaining, and expressing discontent will only bring greater misfortune upon oneself.

After asking again, no one asked to exchange their money. The accountant nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to those who had returned their money and said to the foreman, "Starting tomorrow, don't let them into the construction site..." Then he looked at those people and said, "You're all fired!"

As he spoke, he packed the contents of the drawer into his bag. It was nothing much, just some cheap Galil, but his decision caused the young people to erupt quickly after a brief moment of confusion.

Some of them have been working here for two months. Once they can work a full 100 days, they can start earning a weekly wage, which will significantly increase their salary!

Although from the current perspective, even if they are paid weekly, it is about the same as when they were paid daily, their rank has finally been promoted.

To earn more money and enjoy better treatment, you must reach a higher rank.

Now, all their efforts over the past two months have been wasted. How can anyone not be angry?

The young men shouted in discontent again. This time, even as the overseers swung sticks and beat them, they did not give up until several armed men raised their guns. At that moment, their fate was like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

"We do not accept people with violent tendencies to work for us. People like you will bring unforeseen risks!" The accountant stood among the armed bodyguards, looking at them. "If you have any problems, I welcome you to come and talk to me privately. We can resolve the issues amicably without causing any harm to you."

"But you are here, in front of many people, trying to incite more people to oppose us on the same side, then you are in danger."

"I also want to tell you something else: in this city, or even in the entire province, you will not be able to get any job from anyone else. You have been permanently excluded by us!"

After saying this, the accountant shook his head and left. In fact, what happened here was just a microcosm of the entire process of the Galil's appreciation. As early as the day the Galil appreciated, when the Exchange Rate fluctuated rapidly, some merchants in other provinces had already changed the amount of payment.

This immediately sparked a conflict, and it's said that several people were killed.

The deaths were in vain. According to the official report, these people were greedy when they went to collect their wages and tried to steal the money from the accountant. They were then shot dead by armed bodyguards.

Whether this is true or not is another matter, but similar situations have broken out in almost every place. People are starting to feel dissatisfied, but they are helpless. And all of this is caused by the United Development Company.

They drove up the Galil's Exchange Rate rapidly, directly reaping huge profits!

In essence, after the Galil appreciation, the workers' wages did not change at all. They used to receive a wage worth one Federal Sol, and now they still receive a wage worth one Federal Sol. There is absolutely no problem with that.

However, ordinary people cannot engage in international trade and frequent currency exchange, and the value of goods in the Nagaril cannot decrease due to the appreciation of the Galil. For example, something that originally sold for 100 Galil could not suddenly drop to 50 Galil.

Nagaril's domestic monetary system is relatively independent of the international monetary system. The forced introduction of a foreign currency that doesn't already exist within its closed economic system could trigger significant conflict and drastically change many things.

This change is not directly reflected in the value of the domestic economic system, but people do receive less money. This is blatant exploitation!

In just three months, the Federal has already employed millions of people in Nagaril, either for United Development Company or for Federal businessmen.

If everyone's daily wage is reduced by fifty Galil, it means that Federal merchants save fifty million Galil or even more every day. At the current Exchange Rate, this is an astonishing figure!

Capital from highly developed countries is wielding its scythe here with great enthusiasm, while the bureaucrats and rulers who should be on Nagaril's side are frantically transferring their assets.

Taking advantage of the Galil's appreciation, they can obtain more foreign exchange than ever before! When hot money is flowing into the Nagaril across the international market, naturally some special people will appear to be wandering around.

These people often appear in groups at the entrance of banks. Whenever someone is about to enter the bank, they will approach them and strike up a conversation, asking, "Hey friend, do you have foreign exchange?"

If the visitors ignore them, they will change the subject, saying, "Do you want to exchange some foreign currency? We can talk about it..." and they will even take out various foreign currencies to show them.

Amidst the recent changes in the international financial landscape, Nagaril is heading towards a place no one knows.

"I don't quite understand..." The short young man looked at the coin in his hand, his mind a little confused.

"I've seen the contract, and it does indeed match what those Federal said, but why don't I feel that the appreciation of the Galil has had any positive impact on us?"

There were other people around him, all of whom looked bewildered. Recent Exchange Rate fluctuations had led them to decide to meet here on short notice.

Many people seemed puzzled and annoyed, and wanted to do something about it, so they hoped their Leader could give them some guidance.

The short young man was also confused. He had read a lot of newspapers and information from the Royal Capital and knew why everything was happening.

It was precisely because he knew this that he was even more confused: why was it like this?

"How about we organize some people to cause a ruckus?" asked the short-tempered and impulsive cadre next to him, stirring things up.

Compared to learning to drive at the base, it seemed more interesting to lead everyone in causing trouble. He genuinely enjoyed the feeling of being relied upon and watched by many people.

Only in those moments can he feel the value of his existence.

The short young man hesitated for a moment, looking at the old, grimy Federal coin in his hand, before finally nodding slowly.

"This time, our objective is different from the last time. What we need is an explanation, a reasonable explanation, and a solution. We cannot accept deducting our wages for reasons that we cannot understand. They must provide a sufficient explanation!"

"And one more thing!" the short young man emphasized, "Try not to use any violent means. The situation is different now than before; those Federal people are very difficult to deal with..."

In the past, the local police might have been very fierce, but at most they would just beat up the troublemaking young people, lock them up for a few days, and then release them.

But now, those armed bodyguards in the Federal are actually going to fire. They will not hesitate to open fire as long as they believe that the people they are protecting are under enough threat. This has dealt a heavy blow to the Nagaril Youth Party.

Not everyone has the courage to shout slogans and voice their opinions when facing a gun barrel that will inevitably shoot bullets and take lives.

The impulsive young man grinned and said, "No problem, don't worry!"