Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 234 The Healthy Development of the Terra Empire (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Terra's development is proceeding smoothly.

The capital, Novigler, and the three sub-cities of Velica, Zagora, and Morava are all changing every day.

The world's top engineering team replanned Terra's four main cities.

Road infrastructure, underground facilities, and housing construction, among other things.

Equipment transported to Terra through various channels, along with trucks, bulldozers, and other equipment, was used to demolish old houses and destroy all the rudimentary, outdated facilities and buildings.

With confirmation from high-level officials, the city's area was further expanded.

In fact, if one were willing, there are three major aspects, such as team composition and magic, that would allow for an even faster rebuilding process.

After all, ordinary people still need to use equipment to move materials.

But these monsters from the three major battle groups, each weighing over a hundred tons, are nothing compared to them.

Their construction efficiency alone is unmatched by ordinary people.

Especially the Grey Knights.

After learning magic and specializing in it, one will first and foremost possess absolute power in manipulating matter.

When lifting heavy objects, the Grey Knights can manipulate them with just their willpower and with even greater precision.

Efficiency at its maximum.

However, many things cannot be simply summarized by efficiency.

Sokovia was originally ravaged by war, and prices soared without limit. During the war, the economy declined, and most industries came to a complete standstill.

This means that ordinary Sokovians have lost their jobs.

The number of people who died of starvation and disease was no less than the number who died in war.

The Terra government is indeed not short of money; with government funding, it can distribute free food, water, and other necessities to the people of Terra every day.

However, this was not conducive to the development of the empire.

The establishment of an empire requires more than just a unified and concerted high-level government.

At the same time, the people of the empire need to see hope and a goal to strive for.

Terra doesn't want to see people being fed for free and developing a lazy culture; they need a healthier and more vibrant atmosphere.

Therefore, even though there are three major battle groups, these people are able to quickly rebuild the work.

But there is still no reason to do so.

Terra wants these people, whose names have been changed, to witness and rebuild their homes step by step with their own hands.

This will not only deepen the people's sense of belonging to Terra, but will also make them cherish their rebuilt home even more.

This is a win-win situation.

The same is true.

Terra is changing every day, with a wide yet well-organized road network being laid out, and houses, commercial buildings, parks and other structures gradually taking shape.

Every morning, the people of Terra wake up full of energy and vitality. Amidst the cheerful farewells of their children and wives, they set off with expectant steps to begin their day's work with neighbors, companions, and friends.

After a long day's work, everyone was covered in sweat and dust. Some of the weary people went home together to return to their makeshift shelter.

Eating the delicious food his wife bought and cooked, each dish containing her hard work, comforted their hearts.

Meanwhile, the purchased food contained diluted serum, which took effect after a night's sleep.

It helps them regain their vitality and become healthier and stronger.

Yes, Terrans now need to spend money to buy food.

Aside from the free food, clothing, water, and temporary shelter provided by the Terra government in the first few days, they will need to purchase these items themselves afterward.

Where does the money come from?

Of course, it's earned through working.

The currency issued is Terran currency printed by the Terran government itself.

In terms of exchange rates, it's much healthier than Sokovia was back then.

After all, prices in Sokovia had risen so drastically that a day's hard-earned money wasn't even enough to buy four loaves of bread.

But now, the money they earn in a day is enough to buy meat, vegetables, and fruit for more than ten days, and even have some left over to buy snacks for the children.

Meanwhile, those who already held Sokovian currency could exchange it at banks established in Terra.

The considerations of not letting the wealthy Sokovian people, who already had considerable wealth, be completely wiped out by the rich businessmen also warmed their hearts.

The quality of a government can often be revealed in the details.

Inside an old, secret base in Minnesota.

A slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing a sweater and glasses took a sip of instant coffee in the base office.

Looking at the document on the table, his eyes revealed an unquenchable anger.

Finally, he slammed the coffee cup heavily onto the table.

A lot of coffee was spilled and landed on the table.

But he didn't care at all, and instead stood up and walked out of the office.

There were two fully armed soldiers guarding the gate.

"Sir."

The man ignored the guards and walked directly along the corridor. The yellowed corridor and exhaust pipes showed that the base was somewhat old.

Soon, the man arrived at a slightly empty room.

It was so empty that there was almost nothing superfluous.

There was only one person.

An Asian woman wearing a gray vest and shorts, with black hair and empty, cold eyes, stood motionless like a robot.

Upon entering the house, the man suddenly produced a whip with iron spikes in his hand.

Upon reaching the Asian woman, the man raised the whip in his hand and began lashing her body and face repeatedly.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The crisp, piercing sound of whipping continued.

This made the two soldiers guarding outside the door exchange a glance. Here they come again.

The barbed iron whip lashed relentlessly at the woman's face and body, each strike leaving her wounds raw and bleeding profusely.

It looks quite terrifying.

But soon the woman's bruised skin visibly healed itself.

The woman seemed to feel no pain, simply standing there silently enduring it.

After the man finished smoking, he gasped for breath and said, "Get out, get out of here, go back to your place."

Upon hearing his command, the woman immediately took a step, stepping across the blood-stained ground, and left as the iron gate opened.

The man felt a little relieved after venting his anger.

The initial anger subsided considerably.

"Professor X, Magneto, mutants, I will kill you all!" The man's chest heaved, his face contorted as he hissed in a low voice.

His name is William Stryker.

A U.S. Army colonel, due to his past experiences, has a son who is a mutant, a mutant who can manipulate illusions, but because he cannot control them, he accidentally causes his wife to be tormented by the illusions.

Unable to bear it any longer, she committed suicide.

From then on, he developed a deep hatred for mutants, believing that there should be no mutants in the world. To this end, he even went so far as to capture a large number of mutants and commit inhumane experiments.

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