Chapter 574 People's Choice
Zeus looked helplessly at the banshee beside him.
She was wearing heavy armor, and except for some scales on her tail, almost all of her body was hidden under the armor. Not to mention her face, even her eyes were difficult to see.
This is a new type of armor designed by Castel for the Banshee. The shape has been greatly changed. There is an extra large and exaggerated shoulder armor to accommodate the Banshee's six hands, and a barrel-like storage compartment on the back.
Based on the first version designed by Hughes, the coverage area was increased and the thickness of the armor was increased. Now the weakest part is more than 30mm thick, which is comparable to the tanks of World War I.
Now the Banshee is a veritable human tank.
Such heavy armor can completely withstand the shooting of heavy machine guns. Now the Banshee does not need to deliberately avoid the strafing of mortal troops behind when charging, and can truly charge across the battlefield.
Although he couldn't see the face, Zeus could easily know the appearance under the cold steel armor through the symbiotic contract.
"Oona, even you have learned bad things."
Hughes's face was filled with sorrow.
In his impression, Una has always been a little timid and socially phobic.
But for some reason, after putting on this full body armor, she became inexplicably much more cheerful. It can be said that she has two different personalities online and offline.
It would be nice if you could stop saying bad things about yourself while on duty.
"Oona, I'm actually a little curious, what do the banshees think of me?"
"Uh, Lord, can't you see everything we say during the telepathic link?"
"I can't keep up!" Xius's face was full of helplessness. These banshees were too talkative. Apart from the work group, their usual group chats were always filled with chatter as soon as they were opened.
"Especially the 'Banshee Family'. After I finish reading one message, dozens of messages will pop up. I can't keep up!"
Moreover, the banshees did not have only one group. The group chats formed by these one hundred banshees were far more than one hundred, and each of them was chatting enthusiastically. It was really not a waste to give them the mind link.
Xius couldn't help but look up at Una again. She was calm, indifferent, tall and quiet, like a statue.
Who would have thought that she could look calm while chatting in a group?
"Well, most people don't really care about this. It doesn't matter to us whether you are a god, a sage, or an ordinary person. When you first said that you were not a god, we already knew your will, which is much more important than your identity."
Xius raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He was actually a little surprised.
Banshees seem to care the least about their origins. After all, they were born slaves and broke their shackles with their own two or six hands. What they care more about is their own will - what kind of person they want to be.
Zeus did not want to be a god. He was just a mortal, and this had never changed, so the banshees no longer cared.
"Of course, some people care a lot, like Nini. She was very angry and said that good reporting material had disappeared."
Nini's underground newspaper has been very quiet these past two days. This is of course due to Hughes' order. The people in Castel and Blood Harbor are already unstable, and if she writes a few more reports, the situation will probably explode.
Tick-tick-tick.
There was a knock on the door. Una glanced at Xiu Si, went forward to open the door, and Gaia squeezed in with a pile of documents.
"The political commissars of each factory have finished talking to the workers. This is the report they gave. Oh, this part is the catalog. The detailed report can fill about half of the room."
"so much?"
"That's really a lot. The workers were very active when the political commissar talked to them. They all said they didn't mind changing their beliefs at all. The political commissar who was holding us was unwilling to let go."
"Did you tell them I'm not?"
"I've said it, I've said you're not a god, and you have nothing to do with cults, evil gods, old gods, or anything like that, but I can't say whether the workers believe it or not."
"Don't they believe it?"
Gaia was happy: "Boss, basically all of your workers have received education in the advanced class, and most of them have joined the Imperial Truth. Some of them can recite the Holy Scripture by heart. Transcendental and cognitive knowledge are clearly written in the Holy Scripture. You taught them yourself."
Hughes covered his face.
Indeed, in order to deal with cognitive interference, his workers are basically all highly educated. Strictly speaking, they are not much worse than the workers on Blue Star in the 21st century.
After all, when Bluestar recruits people for factories, they don't need to understand the principles of the entire production process.
This certainly brings advantages such as low accident rate and strong subjective initiative, but it is also obvious that they are not easy to fool.
"No one has raised any direct questions, right?"
"Basically, the workers are very easy to talk to. I feel like they treat you as a machine spirit."
There is no definitive answer on how to deal with the machine spirit, but most of the workers have come to a conclusion -
Have to coax.
"Whether it's Castel or Blood Harbor, your prestige is still sufficient. There were even some messy secret societies before the Inquisition incident. So there was no chaos, and the stability was even improved. According to the feedback from the political commissars, the organization of the factory is also higher, which seems to be a good thing."
"It's not a good thing. If they really think I'm a god, it will increase my authority, but it will weaken the authority of science - my authority cannot override the laws of physics."
Gaia was stunned, frowned and thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "You mean..."
"We should step up efforts to provide scientific education, organize collective learning for workers, and encourage them to continue their studies."
"It sounds like a vicious circle - the more you let the workers learn, the more they will question, which will lead to more trouble."
"But we must persist! If we compromise for the convenience of ruling, we will sooner or later degenerate into the next church. At that time, the glory of the empire's truth will no longer exist, and Castel will be occupied by a certain church. They will declare science as heresy. Can you accept such a future?"
Gaia pursed her lips and her eyes gradually became firm.
"I understand, my lord."
She is loyal to Hughes himself and also to Castel.
Before this, she had also been worried. After all, Zeus's performance in the courtroom was indeed very abnormal. If the lord really had a second identity,
The people of Castel had their own guesses and choices, but in the end they all pointed to Lord Hughes who believed in them.
Gaia was just the daughter of a fisherman. Her original way out in life was to marry another fisherman. Zeus changed her life, so she was willing to repay him with her life.
Now it seems that her choice was not wrong.
(End of this chapter)
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