Chapter 77 Lord of the Holy City
The man sat at the main seat at the long conference table. His figure was tall and strong under his black uniform. His black hair was neither too long nor too short and was combed neatly. His black eyes were as deep as a pool, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
That angular and stern face made everyone present stand in awe.
This is the lord of the holy city, Xiao Xun of the Xiao family.
"Why not dig a canal to bring water from the river outside the city?"
"That's ridiculous!" someone retorted. "Consider how vast our three holy cities are. If they're all short of water, that means the entire area is dry. Which river are you going to draw water from?"
The person who was refuted turned red in the face.
"We can find a place outside the holy city to exploit groundwater resources."
"Isn't this nonsense? Isn't the groundwater outside connected to the groundwater of our Holy City?"
"Hey, you weather forecasters, does the astronomical phenomena tell us when it will rain?"
"It's hard to predict what will happen in the future, but I'm certain there will be no rain for the next month, and our water reserves are insufficient to support farmland irrigation," said a meteorological official.
"Food production has always been poor. If this season's harvest is ruined by drought, it will probably cause famine," said the representative of District 3.
Bai Ze, the head of the Holy City Armaments Department, suddenly spoke up after hearing this: "I don't know what you three districts are doing. You invest huge amounts of manpower and material resources every year, but the food production is decreasing year by year. You are really a bunch of useless rubbish."
Old Lei, the representative of District Three, was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He suddenly stood up and said, "Priest Bai, aren't you being too arbitrary? Don't you know what happened fifty years ago? Fifty years ago, District Three was in chaos. All the botanists died in that disaster, and those books on agricultural knowledge were also destroyed in the fire. The current District Three was built step by step by me, Lei Ming, and the new people in District Three. And now, with just one sentence, you want to negate all our efforts! What have you done for the Holy City, Priest Bai?"
"You——" Bai Ze slammed the table in anger.
The representative from District Three was clearly scolding him for showing off by relying on the achievements of his ancestors.
"Alright!" Xiao Xun said coldly, "Minister Lei's dedication to the Holy City is obvious to all, and no one can question it. Bai Ze, enough is enough!"
Bai Ze withdrew his hand and suppressed his anger, but his face was obviously very unhappy.
"Hmph!" Minister Lei snorted coldly at Bai Ze and sat down again.
Everyone continued to discuss how to solve the water problem.
Xiao Ruo suddenly had an idea and said, "Our District 2 faces the sea to the east. If we can turn sea water into fresh water, all these problems can be solved."
“But desalinating seawater, is it really that simple?”
"It's not impossible," said Ye Shen, the Minister of Industry of District 2. "Our researchers in District 2 might be able to develop such a machine. Besides, it's not uncommon to desalinate seawater into drinkable water."
"Is it really feasible?" Xiao Xun looked over and asked.
"I can't say I'm 100% sure, but I'm still 85% sure." Ye Shen said humorously.
Xiao Xun's lips curled up slightly, a rare moment. He ordered, "This matter will be fully entrusted to you and Xiao Ruo. If you need any help from the other two districts, please feel free to ask."
"Yes, Lord City Lord!" Ye Shen accepted the order in a casual manner.
The purpose of this meeting was to discuss the water problem. Since a solution had been found, the meeting then discussed the issue of the defense of the holy city and quickly dispersed.
(End of this chapter)
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