" Mr. Tree, how did I do just now?"
"Yes, excellent."
Hearing that long-lost voice resound deep within her consciousness, Nausicaä's face blossomed into a smile brighter than the morning sun.
In fact, Mu En had already been secretly observing them from behind the scenes as soon as they stepped into the Pejite exhibition hall.
Nausicaä suddenly changed her mind during the negotiations because of Mu En's suggestion.
The use of Order Healing, and the analysis of the chronic illness within Pejite, were also told to her by Mu En.
As for why he did this, firstly, Mu En learned about the current situation in Trudeau from Pejite, who was familiar with Pejite; secondly, the situation in Pejite gave him new inspiration. Instead of starting from scratch to recreate a complete industrial system in the Valley of the Wind, why not directly control a mature industrial city-state?
Although Pejite is known for its explorers, it is indeed a top-ranking city-state in terms of light industry.
A large amount of raw materials obtained from the Sea of Corruption are processed in factories within the city before being sold to various places. In addition, there is a mature Ceramic Steel forging industry chain there, and the Mining Town is its most important source of raw materials.
But that wasn't enough; Pejite couldn't meet his needs. So, Pejite, a heavy industrial base with a complete chain of mining, smelting, and machinery manufacturing, was included in Mu En's plan.
The model aircraft, almost as tall as a building, looked exactly like the giant transport plane that crashed in the Valley of the Wind at the beginning of the movie.
Even with sufficient manpower and technology, it would be virtually impossible to build industrial creations of that caliber in the Valley of the Wind.
The Valley of the Wind has few people, little land, and few minerals, making it unsuitable for developing an industrial system.
He had previously focused his development efforts on Valley of the Wind, which actually put him in a limited mindset.
" Mr. Tree, has the matter you mentioned you were going to handle been completed? How are things going with Teacher Yupa and Kamlin?" Nausicaä asked in her mind.
Mu En had previously reminded her to be careful, and that she might not be able to respond in time recently, which left Nausicaä with a lingering sense of worry.
Now that she has experienced the connection with the Erdtree again, she can finally relax.
"Yes, that matter is temporarily settled and I no longer need to pay attention to it. Everything is going smoothly in Yupa, and there has been new progress in the research on the Sea of Corruption."
"However, the situation on Pejite's side is worse than expected, and we need to adjust our plans accordingly."
Then, Mu En first passed on the information that Kamlin had collected about Pejite's current situation to Nausicaä.
As the information arrived, Nausicaä's radiant smile gradually faded, replaced by a deep sadness and heartbreak.
"How could they—how could they do such a terrible thing to their own people—" she murmured, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.
According to Kamlin's report, the "Northern District," controlled by the Mercenary Corps of the Wind, is actually the most civilized place.
Although the refugees live in poverty and are poorly dressed, and security incidents occur from time to time, at least a minimum level of order can be maintained.
However, the "rulers" in other regions were simply incapable of establishing order, or they did not treat the refugees, who were also Dorok People, as human beings.
Robbery, torture, humiliation, and even using the corpses of the starved to death as "food reserves"—
The darkest and most brutal atrocities imaginable were being openly committed in that no-man's-land.
On their very first day of reconnaissance after leaving the North District, Kamlin and his men had already killed more scum than they could count on two hands.
Nausicaä, who possesses a pure and kind heart, could never have imagined that such a tragedy would happen to Pejite.
" My Divine Tree, I want to help them!"
Nausicaä wasn't the kind of hypocrite who only talked the talk; she wished she could fly to Pejite right now to personally help those poor people.
"Calm down, Nausicaä."
" Kamlin will handle Pejite's affairs; he will follow my instructions to rescue the refugees."
"And you also have a crucial mission; your help is needed here."
Hearing Mu En's comforting words, Nausicaä calmed down, knowing that acting impulsively would not solve the problem.
Then, Mu En told her about the new plan.
"Remember what those guys from the Insect Claw Expedition Group said? They planned to traffic refugees to Pejite and the Mining Town."
"This means that, like in Pejite, there are slave laborers operating in secret here. I hope you can find out their location and find an opportunity to rescue them."
"In addition, we must secretly spread the news from Pejite; this is crucial for the next phase of the plan."
Hearing Mu En's clear task assignment, the sadness in Nausicaä's eyes was gradually replaced by determination, and she nodded vigorously.
"Um!"
Over the next week, as more merchants arrived, the atmosphere of the Joint Gathering in the Mining Town grew increasingly heated.
The Valley of the Valley of the Wind booth undoubtedly became one of the most sought-after focal points of the entire event.
Almost all visiting merchants, nobles, and even ordinary visitors wanted to try that novel fried food.
The overwhelming crowds quickly made the free tasting program unsustainable.
Trudeau had to end the tasting early and switch to a fixed-price, limited-quantity sale; otherwise, the flour and seeds brought by the Valley of the Wind caravan wouldn't have lasted until the end of the exhibition.
Even so, the diners' enthusiasm remained undiminished.
Golden and crispy potato pancakes, fried dough sticks, sweet twisted dough sticks, and layered sesame cakes—these delicious foods, bursting with the aroma of oil and the satisfying feeling of a hearty carbohydrate feast, make many people wish they had discovered them sooner.
Meanwhile, purchase intentions for the Blessed Crops, especially orders for grape juice and soybean oil, Accio from all directions like snowflakes.
This is even though many businessmen have not yet personally visited the Valley of the Wind and are still in the observation phase.
Trudeau has even begun to seriously consider whether he should place an order with Pejite's factory for several large oil presses and juicers.
With its limited manpower and primitive tools, Valley of the Wind simply cannot meet the bottomless demand for these orders.
However, as the conference date drew closer, it wasn't just the market that became bustling with activity.
A message, fueled by those with ulterior motives, gradually became the new focus of the gathering.
"Hey, have you heard? Pejite's place is practically hell on earth right now—"
"I'd heard rumors before, but I never imagined it would be this serious."
"Sigh, at this rate, will this year's Ceramic Steel armor still be delivered on time?"
Late at night, in one of the many taverns in the Mining Town, several merchants dressed in robes, whose origins were unknown, were gathered together discussing the hottest new topic of the day.
Previously, only vague information about the Pejite Incident had been received from some caravans, but now a complete and clear report has appeared on the market.
Its level of detail is no less than that of a personal experience.