Will the kemonomimi encounter Alien Ranch Story?

"Simply put, they are a group of clan elders, probably refugees from the south. Somehow they reconnected and re-established their clan ties. They don't work on the farm because the farm would distribute land, so the elders couldn't control the members of their clan. Therefore, they used family rules to prevent these people from going to work."

"As for the land, it's the same. The fertile land is all controlled by the main branch, while the branches are practically slaves. By the way, after investigation, they never pay taxes. When it's time to collect taxes, they abandon their land and run away. A few others transfer their land to the poor and unpopular members of the clan. They were already very poor, and according to our policy, they were all exempted from taxes..."

"In addition, there are those who set up checkpoints and take advantage of their numbers to extort money from passing transport teams, steal goods from train lines, and protect fraudsters, thieves, and highway robbers."

Oh, and there are also private courts. Frankly, if you really go through the motions legally, the instigator's crime isn't serious, while the ones actually carrying it out are just henchmen. If a powerful family insists it was him, there's not much you can do.

"Hmm, and this too," Yelena continued, showing a whole bunch of graphic photos. "Look, the dungeon and torture instruments found in the cellar, and victims tortured for violating patriarchal rules. Oh, and here are some even more disgusting things..."

"The charges against them, if all combined, would certainly warrant execution, but the problem is, they're scattered. Spread across several villages, almost everyone has some minor issues. We finally managed to sort out some of the relationships, and then we executed everyone we'd sorted out first. The rest seem to be preparing to incite violent resistance. So, I notified the hunter unit. They're not easy to talk to; they suppress everyone, whether it's a child or an old person..."

"After the violent incitement proved ineffective and some were even hacked to death on the spot, some confessed, which led to a tearing-down session. Finally, given the more serious crimes they had committed, the only option was to enforce battlefield discipline again and hang them all."

"As for the entertainment venues, they are also related to these villages. They take in a large number of refugee orphan girls from the south, and then, you know, those who don't behave are sent to the dungeon."

Yelena shrugged. "Of course, I know not everyone is like that. It's just a small group who, according to the law, should be executed. Even considering their age, their words, and the fact that their families cover for each other, you, Talulah, would never be able to obtain enough evidence to warrant a death sentence. According to what you just said, without evidence, there is no crime; it's presumption of innocence..."

"But here, without evidence, there is guilt. Guilt is presumed. And considering that this kind of incident is just a shady matter that my agricultural department occasionally discovers, there are many more. In order to prevent others from not remembering it well, after having the Yetis conduct an in-depth investigation, I killed them all, leaving no one alive. Relying on clan power and numbers is useless. Here, I implement collective punishment."

"If more elders jump out to rebel or gather to resist, it's even simpler. A group of mountain people have been assigned to my department. These people are excellent mercenaries, very experienced in annihilation operations..."

"even so……"

"Alright, Talulah, I know this is against the rules. Yelena, from now on, the Yeti Squad and other internal affairs will be handled by Talulah. You won't be in charge for now. Otherwise, having two sets of law enforcement agencies in one place is just a complete mess."

The doctor interrupted Talulah, "And we can share data and information too. Your agricultural department can just focus on agricultural matters."

“However, I will transfer Skadi to Talulah’s side. You’d better not interfere with her work. She’s specifically responsible for carrying out the parts that Yelena used to be in charge of.”

This is a slight compromise. After all, Yelena's decisive and clean hanging is not a long-term solution. It is just an exception, so let it remain an exception.

"Regarding the clan matter, Yelena, you continue your investigation. I want to see how many more such malignant tumors are secretly taking root and sprouting."

Regardless of clan, all relationships must be based on land and agricultural production. Investigate the family backgrounds of your farm workers, those who are not working, and the conditions of the land and planting areas. Then report the information to Talulah for her judgment, but Skadi or someone else should carry it out to prevent her from showing kindness in inappropriate places…”

"Mr. Xia, do you have anything to add?"

"No, I'm not very familiar with clan-based systems. However, it's definitely not right for these clan elders to control the distribution of resources. I suggest that in the future, the distribution of resources at the grassroots level should not be based on local self-governing organizations and grassroots organizations at all..."

"Then what should we do? We can't just send people down and distribute them randomly every time, can we?"

"That's the problem, and I don't have a solution, at least not here..."

Old Xia admitted that although he had made the suggestion, there was no solution, at least no Terra solution available.

Because the basic level of the Star Alliance is automatically allocated, it does not require human intervention, so there is naturally no room for clan leaders and elders to control resource allocation and thus form clan power.

And most importantly, the Star Alliance's agricultural and residential systems wouldn't allow for a system like a clan chief—

There are fewer than a hundred people on the entire planet. 99.99% of the output is automatically calculated and settled, and then a fleet of transport ships comes to collect the goods. Everyone is a paid employee, and there's nothing to distribute.

They're not Japanese. If there are more than three of them, you can find one non-citizen to persecute. And even if they were Japanese, after two and a half generations of cleansing, they're a completely different species from the past. Not to mention, the country of Japan no longer exists. In its place, a new composite regime and composite nation exist as one of the member states of the Star Alliance.

Perhaps, aside from some decorations and customs, it bears almost no resemblance to the old Japan. In fact, because Japanese, as an agglutinative language, is completely unsuitable for interstellar communication, it has evolved into the Covenant's current language style, more akin to an inflectional language.

It's fair to say that if they were thrown back to modern Earth, they would probably be unable to communicate with modern Japanese people even in terms of language.

[PS]

A characteristic of agglutinative languages ​​is that the key words are placed at the beginning, followed by a long string of modifiers. This can be seen in the word order of Japanese people speaking Chinese in older versions of anti-Japanese war dramas, which is a characteristic of agglutinative languages ​​using Chinese.

The modifier "who (you) object (flower girl) modifier (work)" means that when it describes an unfamiliar and complex concept, a sentence becomes so long that you have no idea what it is talking about before it is finished, making it impossible to use normally in the interstellar era.

So here's the question: how do the Japanese use these foreign words and complex concepts in modern warfare and industry in a way that is as concise and simple as possible?

A: We use English, or more accurately, English words pronounced in kana as Japanese words, without any translation of meaning. A typical example is the Japanese word for "computer," which is pronounced like the English word "ojpg." Because if we were to translate the meaning, the sentence would become extremely long and tedious, and if we were to translate it directly into Chinese, you would see something like bizarre text written in "eagle language."

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Old Xia's Title

Chapter 79

With the onset of winter, all military operations ceased. Theresis could allow his soldiers to endure the cold and insufficient supplies on the front lines for extended periods, but the Doctor did not intend to do so. He had too many new recruits, which made these hard-won veterans all the more precious.

Some of the frontline troops were withdrawn and dispersed, and were incorporated into the new recruits for winter training as the backbone. Others continued to keep watch on the fortress at the front, and new recruits were sent there in rotation to broaden their horizons and receive training from these veterans, so as to turn the recruited rookies into qualified soldiers to the greatest extent possible.

This winter has been particularly tough for South Kazdel and the entire Terra. The market is getting more and more desolate every day. Even in the bustling Lungmen, the streets are packed with people braving the wind and snow to queue up for a job.

The places where relief porridge was distributed were overcrowded. Fortunately, the winter this year was not too cold, and so far, no one has starved or frozen to death in places like Longmen.

“But it’s not easy either…” Witt stood in front of the glass window, where the low temperature and snowflakes condensed into beautiful paper-cut patterns. The dense and delicate fractal structure might inspire a poet to burst forth with inspiration, but for passersby wrapped up in their clothes on the street, it was a deadly symbol.

The signing of the Uka cooperation agreement gave Ursus a slight respite from its recession.

However, the liquidity shortage that was gradually spreading throughout Terra was still steadily and terrifyingly approaching Ursus, and at this critical juncture, the nobles continued to hold back, hoarding large sums of money and further exacerbating the liquidity crisis.

“Just when they need to spend lavishly, one by one…” Witt looked towards the noble district. In previous years, the nobles would have already decorated their homes with lanterns and held grand banquets, but this year it seemed unusually quiet.

Does this mean they're broke? Of course not.

Their cellars were full of gold and silver coins, but the economic downturn made nobles and the wealthy instinctively cut spending and tighten their belts. Moreover, with the national treasury insufficient, they naturally needed to keep a low profile in order to avoid being burdened with undue taxes by the emperor in the name of righteousness.

After all, feigning poverty to avoid tax increases is a necessary act, but in a time of insufficient liquidity, it is precisely the time for these nobles to indulge in extravagance and waste, even if it means that the rich feast while the poor feast.

But at least the rotten bones these old men throw into the alley can feed two homeless people, right?

As Guanzi said, in such times, the wealthy should carve eggs and paint firewood, indulging in extravagance and waste to consume excess productivity and goods, and release enough currency to maintain market circulation, thus avoiding catastrophic deflation and the collapse of department stores.

However, the reality is that during periods of inflation, they engage in rampant consumption, creating even greater shortages and surpluses of goods, while during times of surplus and insufficient circulation, they begin to practice thrift. At the same time, they even encourage ordinary families to consume beyond their means, borrowing and purchasing assets.

"Minister, the new trade agreement has arrived. You said that anything related to Kazdel requires your immediate review..."

"Show it to me." Witt sat back down at his desk. He couldn't help but take it seriously. The trade partnership with Kazdel was the only profitable project in Ursus at the moment. Everyone in the empire, even the nobles he didn't get along with, would let him off the hook because of the money.

"The exchange between the officer corps and the war sorcerers... doesn't that fall under the category of trade, does it?"

Witt frowned. This should have been sent to the military for discussion. Why was it sent here? He only relaxed his brow slightly when he saw the accompanying trade terms, which amounted to nearly 10 billion Lungmen Dollars.

Kazdel requested Ursus to provide a large quantity of saplings and timber, arguing that they needed to transform the central mountains and required a large number of cold-resistant and barren-tolerant tree seedlings. However, artificial cultivation took too long, so the simplest solution was for Ursus to provide them directly.

The climate in the southern mountains of Ursus is similar to that of Kazdel, only a bit colder. It might grow better in the warmer Kazdel mountains, but Ursus is full of forests, so digging it up is the fastest way.

In addition, wood is also an important material. After all, planting trees in areas with almost no soil inevitably requires a large amount of biomass to synthesize soil. Synthesizing it using Satie Oasis and inorganic materials is too troublesome, and the quantity simply cannot be supplied. Therefore, the simplest way is to directly use plants to make it.

Kazdel will build several massive biomass manufacturing plants on the border, requiring only Ursus to provide the trees; no drying process is needed.

Conversely, a humid environment that causes trees to rot and grow mold is actually more suitable for factory processing.

Two newly built train tracks and a shipping route will transport these materials throughout Kazdel for use as fertilizer, soil conditioner, and vertical farming.

"Vertical plantations, huh? What's the situation with the agricultural special zone in the north?" Witt asked. The emperor had found a fig leaf for that damned northern farmland—the Ursus Northern Plains Agricultural Economic Special Zone—at least that sounds better than the northern rebel-held territory, doesn't it?

Officials and nobles could do business with them with peace of mind, reducing considerable risk and costs, and the empire also obtained a considerable amount of food and essential supplies.

The only price paid was that the empire almost completely lost control of that land, and every day, commoners and serfs who could no longer make a living fled there, which naturally made the emperor grit his teeth in hatred.

However, his fundamental qualities as a monarch still made him realize that this was a perfect learning opportunity.

“Nothing new. They’re celebrating the Winter Snow Festival and have ordered a huge amount of wine and ice grapes from the province of Gaucas,” the aide replied. “I must say, those poor bastards are getting better and better.”

"Don't think they're poor bastards; compared to them, the Empire is the poor bastard..."

After all, it was thanks to the grain exported by others that the emperor was able to stabilize his position somewhat and began to systematically consolidate military and local administrative power.

The stability of a regime is related to whether it has enough money, food and soldiers, and this special zone is almost equivalent to splitting off its own territory and becoming independent.

However, it did provide the emperor with a considerable amount of money and provisions. With money and provisions, there are soldiers. Only with all three can an emperor achieve hegemony. The emperor grasped this very accurately.

Walking on one leg is never as stable as walking on two. Witt looked at the documents in front of him. It seemed that the emperor was preparing to establish a second agricultural economic zone in the hilly wilderness of southern Ursus.

And this time it truly belongs solely to the royal family, and is in their own hands. Of course, achieving this depends on Witt's efforts; he must negotiate the vertical farming technology of Kazdel.

Meanwhile, in mountainous areas, newly built vertical planting gardens utilize the mountainside as the best insulation against the cold.

For thousands of years, hollowed-out mine shafts have been the best planting areas. The carbon dioxide-rich environment, the three-dimensional structure, and the warm temperature mean that planting can be carried out as long as the problems of irrigation water and lighting electricity are solved.

Some of the early mines had already been converted into new plantations. In fact, before Lao Xia and his group arrived, the mountain people had already started using the land to grow mushrooms and raise livestock, but the utilization rate was too low.

The fierce winds characteristic of the central mountains sweep across the hills and ridges, powering heavy wind turbines to spin, providing ample electricity for the plantation's lighting and management. In addition, solar panels and Originium power plants, which are less effective in winter, also contribute to the energy supply.

The main structure of the vertical plantation consists of planting troughs that are about 60 centimeters wide and 40 centimeters deep. These troughs are stacked on top of each other on both sides of the mine tunnel, and each planting trough has an independent lighting tube.

Irrigation is handled by drip irrigation pipes and a small amount of sprinkler irrigation system, while the seepage areas in the mine have been developed into aquaculture areas to raise plump fish and plankton. The mineral-rich water, after the addition of treated livestock manure, becomes an excellent culture medium.

After Lao Xia confirmed that the first-level microbial and plankton community had been established and reached eutrophication, the second-level community of shrimp and other organisms was introduced, followed by the third-level small fish fry, and finally the fourth-level large fish fry.

To solve the oxygen supply problem, the equipment originally used to supply oxygen to mines was used to pressurize and oxygenate water bodies.

Frankly speaking, the cost of ecological restoration of the mine is not low, and can even be described as very high, especially the reinforcing of the mine shafts, the renovation and reinforcement of seepage areas, and so on.

Moreover, they can't grow any cash crops, only basic vegetables, mushrooms, and potatoes. The costs and benefits are not economically commensurate, but they are worth it in terms of politics and other aspects.

From the moment the first vertical farming area began operating, villagers started joining the army one after another. This was different from being a mercenary before, where mercenaries were just paid to do things, although they were also loyal and steadfast enough.

However, he still considered himself merely a paid henchman, and directly enlisting in the army meant something else entirely.

The elders of the mountain people did not stop them, after all, serving in the army and fighting was their way of life for generations.

Moreover, these outsiders truly fulfilled their promise, giving the mountain people a way to make a living in the future. Since the "employer" has generously prepaid such an expensive "compensation," then according to the traditions and customs of the mountain people, they should reciprocate with equal loyalty and service.

As long as these planting areas are not destroyed and the green shoots of the mountains are not burned to ashes, the mountain people will not violate this contract.

It must be said that the addition of the mountain militia, who had been trained since childhood, finally relieved the doctor who was racking his brains for qualified soldiers.

They quickly formed a fairly elite mountain infantry division based on this core, but it might not be of much use in offensive operations.

However, if Theresis tries to do something while the Doctor is in the midst of reforming the military and training new recruits, his men will run straight into the guns of this mountain division as soon as they dare to come out of that turtle shell.

"Mr. Xia, I have a question?" The woman, carrying documents, approached Mr. Xia, who was inspecting the lighting and hydroponics in the planting area. "You're the only one in the Agricultural College who hasn't taken on any students yet. Do you have any requirements? I mean, regarding supervising graduate students..."

"Graduate student? Me?" Old Xia's first reaction was, "What am I qualified for? I only have a bachelor's degree. I failed the postgraduate entrance exam three times in a row and never thought about it. Wouldn't it be a disservice to students if I were to supervise graduate students?"

But it took him a while to realize that this was not the Covenant but Terra. With his level of expertise, there seemed to be no problem. He could supervise not only master's students but also doctoral students without any issues.

"The requirements... let me think about it... high..." He was about to say vocational high school level, but quickly stopped himself. If he were to actually send a few "elementary school students" from Terra who were at the vocational high school level, he would really have a headache.

"Well, according to the rules, there should be a second round of interviews, right?" "Yes." The second round consists of two parts: a written test and an interview.

Generally speaking, written exams are standardized tests, but it's not impossible for a professor who teaches to give you a separate exam.

"Then I'll go back and give you a set of questions, not many, just ten. You only need to get three right." It seems I have no choice but to lower the requirements and apply the junior college's admission standards.

[A short-term university, equivalent to a current associate degree, but much more difficult and intensive in training, is not for academically weak or average students...]

So many people wanted to apply to be Lao Xia's graduate student that other teachers in the College of Agriculture also had this idea.

After all, as everyone knows, whether from an academic or political perspective, this is a shortcut to success, even if the tutor is just an undergraduate with relatively average professional skills.