However, even if they are recruited, their arrogance must be eliminated. Otherwise, they will not think that they are wrong, but will become arrogant and think that they are superior to others and can be exempted from punishment because of their ability.

At the same time, treating these people too favorably would be unfair to the soldiers and civilians who died in the war. Therefore, even when appeasing and incorporating them, there must be a degree of tolerance. These alchemists must be made to feel pain and fear, so that they will eventually submit to the same ideology, rather than remaining in their own small circles and wavering at any time.

These measures and policies were decided by Loran Hill before the decisive battle. As the war progressed, many territories of the Frost Alliance were incorporated into Clansia's command, and she foresaw the subsequent situation.

Although Loran Hill is often soft-hearted when facing the people and things around her, it does not mean that she will be vague on principles. If she cannot be ruthless in upholding fairness and justice at critical moments, then the so-called ideals will be just a joke.

Now, after the Canghong Empire launched military operations against the Apocalypse Fortress, a large number of troops passed through the Liuli Province and headed to the Apocalypse Fortress on the border to fight. As a province with developed light industry, the Liuli Province was also busy, urgently processing and producing various supplies.

Inside a factory, metal gears rotate continuously, steam emerges from the valve mouth from time to time, and white silk rods rotate continuously, extracting the silk threads and adding them to the spinning machine at the back.

This is a textile factory producing gauze, cotton wool, and tents. Within the workshop, female workers, wearing white scarves and face masks, toil furiously in the steaming heat. The clatter of machinery and drive belts fills the air, the gears clacking rhythmically under lubricating oil. The odor of steaming cotton and grease mingles, filling the air.

Because it was wartime, unlike in the past, these women workers often worked late into the night. On the plus side, the government provided generous subsidies. A skilled worker could earn 24 silver coins per month, which translated to about three gold coins per year—a considerable sum. In Liuli Province, an average house in a city cost only 8-12 gold coins.

So despite being busy, everyone is still very happy and even hopes that this time can last longer.

After get off work, the clock hanging in the factory had already reached 10 o'clock in the evening.

"Everyone, please pack up. Before leaving, please check whether the machines are turned off properly..." An aunt with strong shoulders and waist was patrolling the workshop with a loudspeaker in her hand. Three other people were also patrolling beside her.

"If there is a problem with the machine or any abnormal noise, please report to me and a craftsman will repair it overnight to avoid delaying tomorrow's work. Do you understand?" The small inspection team walked onto a high iron platform and spoke to the more than 300 female workers in the workshop.

"clear."

"I understand." A series of sparse voices were heard.

After a day's work, everyone was a little tired and didn't have the energy to answer. They were also a little tired of hearing these words every day.

Afterwards, these female workers in aprons walked out of the workshop in groups of three or four and headed towards the dormitory in the night.

"Huh, I'm finally off work. My legs are sore from standing all day."

"Haha, that's nothing. Look, Sister Bena's legs were swollen last time." After taking off their masks, these female workers seemed to want to finish what they hadn't said all day.

"Then how was it resolved?"

"I don't understand either. It seems like bloodletting or ice compress or something like that."

"Do I still need to apply ice? I feel like buying ice cubes is quite expensive, it's better to save them." The brown-haired female worker was a little reluctant.

"Or you can look for that girl. Doesn't she live in the dormitory next to yours?" The companion next to him pointed to the front and saw a girl walking alone in front. She seemed to have a good figure, with golden hair tied in a white headscarf.

"Ah, Lettice, she doesn't seem to fit in with us. She seems quite aloof. Let's just forget about her."

"I heard that she used to come from a good family. She seemed to be a noble lady. I guess she looks down on people like us." Another short female worker came over and whispered.

"It's hard to say, but if she's a noble lady, why isn't she locked up now? I guess she thinks she's pretty and is deliberately trying to elevate her status."

"Haha, your idea is quite true, haha. But even if you are a noble lady, so what? You still have to work in this factory with us. What's the point of being beautiful? No man will come to see you."

Several people were chatting and laughing freely, and it seemed that such ridicule made them happier.

The blonde girl in front still didn't look back. She walked quietly in the night, through the sparsely lit streets, and headed towards her residence.

Plop.

Perhaps she was harboring thoughts, or perhaps her consciousness was drifting to the distant past, when the blonde girl accidentally stepped into a puddle. The cold, muddy water instantly soaked her shoes, soaking most of her pants and apron, leaving them covered in mud and sand.

She endured the pain in her ankle and slowly stood up with the help of a street lamp, breathing heavily. It took a while for the pain to ease.

Afterwards, the girl found an abandoned wooden box on the side of the road, fumbled around for a while, and after making sure there were no nails, she sat down carefully, took off her leather shoes, poured out the dirt and mud inside, and then took off her wet socks.

A wave of cold air gathered in her palms, then moved to her ankles, easing the pain. After resting for a while, she slowly stood up, put on her cold shoes barefoot, and continued walking towards her residence.

When I opened the closed door, I found that the lights in the dormitory had already been turned off and the other people had gone to bed.

Lettice carefully walked to the side, took off her shoes, and changed into the clogs beside her, trying not to make any noise and waking up her roommates. Then she picked up the copper basin under the bed and walked to the corridor outside the dormitory. At the end of the corridor, there was a place to fetch water for bathing.

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