Chapter 847 Gretel: Where are these victims going to be sent?
"Rosikang County, 5,018 people were expected to arrive, but they actually arrived..."
At the seaport reception point, the special receptionist sent by the parliament opened the subordinate record book, glanced at the registration number, and immediately shouted out:
“5018 people?!”
He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, focused his gaze, and looked again carefully. Then he looked at Gretel standing next to him, the mage badge on his chest, and the oak staff in his hand, and nodded clearly.
:
There is an 8th level mage, oh, by the way, there is also an 8th level priest of the God of Nature, following him all the way, and there is a sufficient supply of healing skills. So, this is the secret that everyone arrived on time and there was no shortage of people?
No wonder he was surprised. They had been picking up people here for more than half a month, and there was always some difference between the number of people who should have arrived and the actual number of people who had arrived:
Injured on the way, sick on the way, escaped on the way, lost on the way...
Generally speaking, if the shortage ratio of a team is less than 1%, it can be considered to be stable; if it is less than 5%, it cannot be considered unacceptable.
Of course, the transfer personnel in the following counties are much more experienced. They will string the poor people up with ropes to ensure that no one is missing.
If there wasn't a necromancer accompanying him, maybe the dead man would be pulled up directly and follow the team all the way to the end?
Of course, there are also some teams that simply have more people. For example, if you pick up people who are missing from the previous team, they will be directly included in your own team.
In short, the council's assessment of transshipment personnel is closely related to how many people they transport and what percentage of the originally expected number they transport. The person in charge of this team really got the highest rating for nothing.
"Mr. Master, you are so awesome! Five thousand people! You brought them here safely and safely, one by one!"
The person in charge blurted out his sincere praise. Grete smiled sheepishly:
"I didn't do much... Food, accommodation, guidance, and all kinds of emergencies were all arranged by the council along the way. I just walked around and took care of some places that needed treatment..."
"Having you here will help a lot! With a high-level mage like you here, these victims will have hope and will follow them!" The man in charge tried his best to praise, turned his head, and raised his voice again:
"What are you doing standing around! Checking! Pointing out people! Registration list! - I'm talking about you!"
Beside him, a dozen teenagers hugged thick record books and ran out quickly. The man in charge smiled sheepishly:
"These are new students at the Magic Academy. They are young and not yet skilled at work. They make you laugh..."
Grete waved his hand and leaned over to take a look curiously. A set of tables and chairs were placed in front of the long queue. A young boy of twelve or thirteen years old with a straight face, holding a record book, was asking questions one by one:
"Name?"
"John."
"John...what's your last name?"
"No surname, sir, we farmers don't have surnames."
"Age?...How old are you?"
"25 years old."
"Can you read?"
"Illiterate, sir."
"What did you do before?"
"Farming and raising pigs, sir."
"What kind of food have you grown? Wheat? Potatoes? Corn? What else?"
"What kind of craft do you know?"
"How many members of your family are coming with you?"
While asking, I kept checking and recording on the form. After I finished asking, I threw a white wooden sign:
"Take it. Go over there and follow the person holding the big white sign!"
Gretel squatted aside and watched for a long time. Generally speaking, people who have nothing to do but farm, get white cards;
Craftsmen, such as carpenters, masons, veterinarians, and one or two blacksmiths, green brands;
There is actually a rare literate person, and the whole family got a red card...
Different people carried different brands, and the teams separated and headed in different directions. Gretel followed the group of people holding white brands for a long time and came to a campsite. There were dedicated people who arranged accommodation, meals, and arrangements.
A simple physical examination. Grete stood nearby, watching the person in charge of the camp ordering a group of soldiers to get busy, and said curiously:
"Where will these people be sent?"
The person in charge gave me a meal. To be honest, he is so busy now that he wishes he could grow three heads and six arms, plus the hands of twelve mages - in the end, this is unnecessary, he is not a mage...
However, the questioner was an eighth-level mage. The person in charge could only stop what he was doing, turn around, and bow:
"Your Excellency, they will be divided into different places according to age and occupation. Nevis will take some away and work as workers in factories, and most of the farmers will be sent to the New World——"
Anyway, farming was done on Aioland, and farming was done in the New World. Gretel listened attentively, and there was a man standing on a high platform inside, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Don't be afraid! Everyone who goes to the New World will have a field! Everyone!"
"As long as you pay 10 gold coins, you can get 100 acres of land! It doesn't matter if you can't take it out. The parliament will lend it to you first, interest-free for three years, starting from next year! Use the taxes within three years to pay it back!"
"It doesn't matter if you don't have farm tools or oxen! The parliament will also lend them to you! You will pay them back with future taxes!"
"After five years of farming, five years of paying taxes, and paying off the debt, the land will be yours!"
"The council will also move a group of knights, warriors, magicians and healers! The whole team will go together and form a small town! You don't have to be afraid of being attacked by natives and monsters, there will be people to protect your safety!"
"Everyone from the same village or nearby villages can form a group! It will be more convenient to cultivate together. We can also pay the debt of 10 gold coins together!"
New World Development and Immigration...?
Gretel slowly let out a breath. To develop any place, the population, especially the native population of the nation, needs to reach a certain number. Only in this way can the local indigenous people be assimilated and integrated and their labor force absorbed.
For many years, the Parliament had been doing this kind of thing, sending adventurers with ideals, businessmen who wanted to make a fortune, and poor people who had debts to repay... ship by ship to the New World.
Naturally, among the second sons, third sons, youngest sons of nobles, and knights who are powerful but unable to obtain fiefdoms in their own country, some will be willing to respond to the call of the Parliament and go to the New World to try their luck, obtain land, and establish manors.
There is a regular rotation system for magicians. Those who are in debt, have made mistakes, and need more space to take risks, the council encourages them to travel to the New World and even be stationed there.
But even so, the population is still not enough. Now, taking advantage of the navy that defeated the Glorious Holy See at sea, and taking advantage of the great famine in the Year without Summer, is the Parliament going to move a large-scale population?
He suddenly walked quickly into the camp. He looked around and around to see what kind of houses the victims lived in, how many people lived in one room, what they had to eat, whether there was a place to bathe, where to go to the toilet, and whether there was medical treatment for those who were sick.
…
"The accommodation conditions in the camp need to be improved. The current situation is easy to spread the plague..."
"It would be better to have a separate toilet..."
"There are healers to take care of them, even if they boil some herbs and drink them one by one; if signs of possible infectious diseases are found, there must be an isolation ward..."
"We need to feed them well and improve their health conditions, so that they can survive the storms at sea..."
"When we get to the place, there must be a special isolation and quarantine system..."
Write a letter! Write a letter! Write a letter! Write a letter!
Write to Parliament!
So much money has been spent to transport the victims, and it would be even worse to let them die on the way!
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