The Interstellar Great One Is Doted on by the Group

The top-tier interstellar goddess, Hua Ansu, was betrayed by her best friend and, after narrowly escaping death, ended up in a backward interstellar primitive tribe where a day has forty-eight hour...

Chapter 44 Plan (1)

Overall, the atmosphere in the tribe is quite good; the people are simple and honest, and there is not a strong tendency to compare themselves to others.

The villagers didn't think about why a little girl like Hua Ansu could sit in this position; they were more concerned about whether she was capable of doing it.

Of course, apart from a small number of people, most people are only concerned about whether Hua Ansu can do a good job as deputy minister and whether they can get through this year.

Because they could starve to death if they weren't careful, they weren't that enthusiastic about other things.

Hua Ansu felt that her appointment as deputy minister was too casual, but the proper procedure for giving a speech was still necessary.

"Hello, I am Hua Ansu."

"From today onwards, I am the deputy minister of the Tata tribe. Now that I have taken this position, I will be responsible for everyone."

"I won't make any promises; I personally believe that promises are all empty words."

"What we need to solve right now is the food problem. That's the real issue. What do you all think?"

The villagers were surprised that the newly appointed deputy minister brought up the issue of food right away, and they immediately started talking all at once.

"The deputy minister is wise; food has always been a problem for the tribe!"

"But how can this be solved? Just bringing people to mine won't solve anything!"

"Why don't we go to the Demon Forest and hunt some wild beasts? We can definitely kill a few!"

"..."

Hua Ansu raised her hand, and everyone quieted down to listen to her. "Everyone has thought things through very well. However, going against the alien beasts is not a good approach."

"This is not a long-term solution."

"Self-reliance is the only way forward."

Villagers: We know that! But isn't this a case of relying on our own efforts until we're all going to be buried?

Hua Ansu continued, "Next, I will do the following: acquire land to build cities, cultivate fertile fields, improve soil quality, and cultivate nutritious seeds."

"There may be many arrangements for everyone during these processes, and we hope that everyone will cooperate with us."

To build a city? Or to cultivate fertile land?

They understand these things, but is it necessary?

Another aspect is improving soil quality and cultivating nutritious seeds.

What kind of absurd nonsense is this vice minister spouting!

Hua Ansu wouldn't go into the details of the arrangements; she would leave that to Minister Dorenda.

After the crowd dispersed, Hua Ansu returned to the minister's house once again.

She asked Minister Dorenda about her questions.

"Grandpa Minister, I have some questions to ask you."

"Go ahead and say it."

Hua Ansu cut to the chase, "Do you know Picheng?"

Minister Dorenda paused, instinctively about to shake his head, but stopped when he met Hua Ansu's clear, bright eyes. She was so smart; she had obviously figured something out. He paused for a moment before speaking, "I know."

"You know? Then why are you here with the villagers?"

She took a stroll around Picheng, where the environment was truly beautiful, with genuine red soil, unlike the poor-quality sandy soil here.

Minister Dorenda shook his head. "You come from Pi City, you should have heard of the Sinful Clan."

"Um?"

"The Tata tribe were once residents of Picheng, but a few hundred years ago, their ancestors committed a wrong and were exiled to this desolate land, never to return to the city."

Hua Ansu was taken aback, not expecting this to be the case; no wonder.

However, she does not agree with the idea that the mistakes of the older generation should be punished on the younger generation.

But Grandpa Minister thought she was from Picheng?

She had previously told him that she could never go back, but it turns out they were never on the same wavelength...

Forget it, identity isn't important, what matters is the person.