Chapter 337: Who Wouldn't Like Farming? (33)
Who Wouldn't Like Farming?
The elevator rose swiftly and silently, passing through the enormous sun, through the clouds and sea of clouds, through the first level of Sky Island, and arriving directly at Jaya Island on the second level.
The moment they stepped onto the steel platform, they could look up and clearly see vast stretches of reclaimed farmland, with all kinds of trees simply and clearly serving as boundaries between the fields, just like on the surface.
For the Revolutionary Army members with the Stone-Stone Fruit, Push-Push Fruit, and Scissors-Scissors Fruit, reclaiming these fields without harming the original trees had been absurdly easy.
The later war with the Sky Islanders also proved that the Shandians' claim that trees housed their ancestors' souls was nothing more than the affectation and superstition of primitive people.
When the invaders drove them into the clouds to live, they stopped talking about ancestors, souls, or how sacred and noble the trees were.
Still, minority customs had to be respected, so the trees were simply moved aside by Devil Fruit abilities. Once they had all been gathered in human residential areas to serve as decorations and structural supports for buildings, they could be considered put to good use.
Each separated plot of farmland had been assigned to prisoners for cultivation.
After maintaining the fields, they could earn a certain amount of work points, which they could exchange for food, clothes, and freedom.
But obviously, what they produced was completely disproportionate to what they received. Yet that was part of labor reform: first, they had to slowly grow accustomed to labor, and then their thinking had to gradually be changed through labor. Many pirates and Marines still believed that ordinary people were no better than cattle and sheep, unworthy