"People who don't speak are people who don't exist," Stella said. "Do you think these people endure, endure, and endure some more, until they can't take it anymore and finally let their voices erupt? The truth is, they just don't care. They don't even know where to vote in the elections."
Hesta laughed. "Weihoton sounds a little familiar. I'm sure I've heard it somewhere..."
"We flew over the Weihotun Plateau when we went to Awad Prison a while back," Ligo said. "This is that Weihoton, right?"
"Yes, that one," Stella said. "The locals of Emangria, and indeed the whole northern part of District 12, can almost all trace their roots back to migrants from the central plateau. The Weihudun Interest Party claims to protect the interests of these native residents."
"Protect them from whom?" Hesta asked. "District 3 immigrants?"
"Yes, but calling those people District 3 people isn't quite right either," Stella said. "A lot of people here may have District 3 faces, but they've never actually been to District 3. If you trace things back, you'll find that their grandparents and even earlier ancestors migrated here from elsewhere. So in truth, they're no different from native-born District 12 people—except in appearance."
"Then there's no difference," Ligo said. "It's the same out in the wasteland."
"No, no, no." Stella shook her head repeatedly, emphatically rejecting Ligo's conclusion. "You're underestimating that difference. You have to understand, it's the foundation of the local culture.
"When a full Weihoton and a full District 3 person have a child, that child is called Half-Weihotun. If a Half-Weihotun and a Weihoton have a child, the child is called Ongkat; if they have a child with a District 3 person, the child is called Pluby. If an Ongkat and a Weihoton have a child, the child