I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

"No, no, I just feel more confident..."

Veronica stood up, and the two of them quickly followed suit: "Okay, go and do your work, I want to go downstairs to take a look too. It just so happens that they don't have time to take care of me now."

The two men said goodbye and left. After a while, the female secretary pushed the door open and whispered, "Everything has been arranged."

"Um..."

Veronica pinched her brows, tidied her clothes simply, and let her long hair down. Her whole temperament suddenly became much softer.

Under the arrangement of the special agent, Veronica got into a pure black van, and the special agent got into the off-road jeep in front. The two cars drove out of the guesthouse one after the other.

Although it is a van, the interior has undergone a comprehensive transformation. It is very comfortable and its protection is only slightly inferior to that of ordinary explosion-proof armored vehicles. After all, the size of the vehicle is there, and its biggest advantage is that it is low-key and inconspicuous.

As for safety...her identity is the biggest protection, and the special service team in front is enough under normal circumstances.

The two cars drove slowly, and the female secretary handed her a document with a list of villages and towns under the city of Brenta, with the poorer villages and towns marked out.

When you go to the local area to inspect such things, you can't avoid the people below watching you and creating a false impression of prosperity for you. However, the subordinates have countermeasures, and the superiors also have their own methods.

Therefore, the biggest job of the anti-corruption supervision department is to keep a close eye on the expenditure of this money, and many corrupt officials are caught every year.

Arriving at a public elementary school near the village, Veronica and others sneaked into the campus as reporters and, under the guidance of the security guards, shook hands with the principal of the elementary school.

"I didn't expect that there would be reporters from other places coming. Have you guys eaten yet? It's time for dinner now. Do you want to go to the cafeteria and have something to eat together?"

Seeing the old principal holding a rice spoon and a stainless steel basin in his hands, Veronica smiled and refused, "No, we've already eaten on the way. Just go about your business. We can also take a look at what the children are having for lunch now."

"Oh... that's fine. The food nowadays is much better than when I was there. Although we had enough potatoes and cabbage before, there was nothing else besides those two. Kids nowadays are happy."

"Look, there are shrimps and vegetables, steamed buns, rice, and potatoes. Since the canal was opened, the price of river seafood has dropped. In addition to the state's targeted food subsidies, we often buy some to supplement the children's nutrition."

The old principal handed the basin in his hand to Veronica. It was indeed filled with half a basin of bright red river shrimps, all of which were quite large.

There are two things that interest Medea the most: infrastructure and farming.

Vigorously building infrastructure everywhere can allow states to speed up the flow of materials and personnel and create a large number of jobs.

Farming does not just mean farming, but the vigorous development of a system.

Reclaiming wasteland, breeding seafood and river fish, growing fruits and vegetables in greenhouses, etc. After all, if we don't make full use of the elves who are born masters of farming, it would be a loss.

Therefore, with the continuous injection of funds from the alliance, each state is vigorously developing its own local breeding industry.

Airship technology has also been completely decentralized, and various civilian and private airships can now circulate normally on designated airspace routes, greatly reducing the transportation costs of various resource flows.

For things like fruits and vegetables, a large part of the loss actually occurs during transportation. Although airship transportation is not very fast, the sailing economy is very strong, which allows the alliance's prices to always remain in a reasonable range.

The two chatted casually, and the old principal kept moving among the students, occasionally scooping a spoonful of shrimp for students who didn't see any shrimp in their lunch boxes, with a loving look on his face.

After expressing their gratitude, the students ran away with smiles on their faces. It was obvious that the old principal did this kind of thing many times, and those children did not feel any fear or suspicion towards him.

"Hey? Xiao Ming, why don't you eat shrimp?"

Following the old principal's line of sight, Veronica saw a little boy sitting in the corner. There were still some food residues in his lunch box, obviously he had eaten.

So the intact shrimps in the lunch box looked very out of place and caught the old principal's attention at a glance.

The little boy scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Principal... I... I want to take it back for my family to eat."

"...What a sensible and good child. Come, I'll give you some. Eat these and you will grow up too."

"Thank you, Principal." The boy stuffed a few of them into his mouth and lowered his head to fiddle with the lid of the lunch box.

After coming out of the cafeteria, the old principal sighed: "Alas... this kid wants to take it home to give to his brother."

Veronica withdrew her gaze from the little boy and asked softly, "What happened to his brother?"

"I don't really understand it either. I had a fever when I was a kid, and my family used traditional remedies to treat it for two days but it didn't go down. I almost died. Later I was sent to the hospital and the church and barely survived, but since then I have lost all feeling in my lower body."

Veronica's ears moved: "It's probably not a fever, it's polio."

Poliomyelitis, also known as poliomyelitis, is an acute infectious disease caused by a viral infection that can invade the nerves. In severe cases, it can cause death due to paralysis of the respiratory muscles. It is contagious and hereditary and is a killer of young children.

If you want to increase the population, preventing childhood mortality is of utmost importance. After the establishment of the Federation, Medea organized a special medical expert group to replicate the sugar pill. However, it was impossible to rely on the newly established medical system at that time.

It was not until the alliance was established that a sugar pill to prevent polio was developed. Before that, only one case could be found and treated.

But the scary thing about polio is that you can cure it and prevent it, but once it really breaks out, the virus that acts on the nerves has a high probability of causing damage and necrosis of some nerves even if you are cured.

Once nerve damage occurs, the probability of recovery is very low with the level of medical technology at that time.

The situation is much better now. In the past, magical treatments were only superficial, but with the advancement of science and technology, medical magic can now be observed at the microscopic level, and there are certain technologies for microscopic manipulation to penetrate deep into the body for targeted repairs.

However, these are of little use to people who suffer from nerve necrosis and paralysis in the early stages of the disease. Too much time has passed, the muscles have atrophied and the nerves have completely died, making it impossible to repair them.

However, it is not completely without hope. According to medical experts and professors, if one wants to understand the human body itself, nerves are an unavoidable threshold. Perhaps they will have a chance to be cured in the future.

"No matter what, the final result is that he has been lying in bed for more than 20 years. Sigh..."

The old principal sighed, raised his eyes and saw the special agents pretending to be his colleagues. He stroked his beard and said, "These guys are very strong. Can you please do me a favor?"

"You said, we will help if we can."

"Yeah, just show some strength, hehe."

...

On the small road in the village, the old principal led the way with a large fruit in his arms, Veronica and the female secretary followed beside him, and four special agents were carrying various bed frame parts behind.

"This nursing bed was bought by me and an old friend from the hospital. Although it's a bit old, it can be used. The upper part can be lifted up, which is very convenient."

The old principal took them to the little boy's home and saw his brother who was paralyzed in bed.

The man lay on the bed, staring at the sunlight outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking. The old principal walked up to him and gently touched his round bald head, then put the fruit aside.

"Don't be fooled by his fat appearance now. He used to be a very good student. He always ranked first in the class. We all said that he was the first college student in the village."

"And as his teacher, I can take advantage of his fame and get a bonus, haha."

The old principal shook his head and said, "If I hadn't been sick back then, everything would have been different."

After seeing the old principal for a while, the man's eyes gradually brightened up and a silly smile appeared on his face: "Teacher... "

"Hello."

Veronica responded, and the old principal sat on the bed and started chatting with him, talking about his childhood.

The man would occasionally pause for a few minutes, his eyes losing focus again. The old principal seemed to be accustomed to this, and would just silently stretch out his old hand and stroke his head, just like he did when he was a child.

Recalling the past and looking at his current appearance, the old principal felt very uncomfortable: "It's too hot, I'll go out and wipe the sweat off."

The special service personnel at the door had roughly installed the nursing bed at this time. The old principal led everyone and the man's mother to lift the man onto the nursing bed. He took the operating instructions given to him by the hospital and patiently explained the precautions, just like he had taught him back then.

They visited several families of needy students together. In the evening, Veronica said goodbye to the old principal.

"Commander, I talked to the mother of the family with polio for a while. Because of the disability subsidy, the village government sends some subsidies and rice, flour, grain and oil to his family every month, which is usually enough for the expenses of their family of four for half a month."

Veronica nodded as they walked along the road: "The money should be used where it should be used. That's good. I'll remember the list of the team for this village when the time comes."

Veronica came and left in a hurry and returned to the city that night.

Two days later, the old principal, who was feeding the children as usual at school, received a special package: a wheelchair.

He pushed the wheelchair to the man's house again. With the help of everyone, the man was slowly placed on the wheelchair and secured with a cloth strip.

The old principal pushed the wheelchair with some difficulty and pushed him out of the small room. The midday sun shone on his bloated body.

The strange and dazzling light made him subconsciously raise his hand and narrow his eyes slightly:

"Teacher, the sun!"

Chapter 344: My Queen's Child is This Big? ...

Surya Kingdom (To be determined)

Kanon, Grodno Oblast

The streets were beginning to return to their normal bustling state before the war, but suddenly screams were heard one after another.

There were more than a hundred gang members in the two waves fighting each other on the street, with a few magic spells appearing from time to time amid the flashes of swords and sabers.

From time to time, bloody figures of people who had been chopped to pieces would rush into the surrounding streets driven by their desire to survive, causing even greater chaos.

Within a quarter of an hour, the city police department's bomb disposal team arrived at the scene in an explosion-proof vehicle.

"The police are here! Brothers, retreat!!!"

Seeing the black gun barrel on the explosion-proof vehicle, the two groups of people who were fighting to the death suddenly scattered, and each of them used his own magical powers to escape.

Unfortunately, half of them were arrested on the spot and would go to jail to work on sewing machines after being sentenced, but most of them managed to escape successfully.

This kind of thing happens every moment in cities in every country on the main continent.

Blood, violence and chaos became the main themes.

There are many factors that led to this environment. The first is that after the country was defeated in the war, a large number of troops were forced to disband, and the soldiers naturally became unemployed vagrants.

And before the alliance and various countries have agreed on specific construction plans, the demand for labor in most countries has not yet become apparent.

Finally, the most direct factor is that this is the end of the Dharma era for middle and low-level magicians.

A mid-level magician has been practicing hard for more than ten or twenty years, and then was shot down by an eight-year-old child. This blow is devastating to a system.

Unlike the magicians of the Sub-Continental Alliance who have changed their track, most of the magicians of the main continent are still following the offensive style.

It is hard to say about other aspects, but for the middle and low-level magicians who make up the vast majority of the magician system, they certainly cannot get much good treatment in the main continent relying on this identity.

Well, they may not be proficient in anything else except fighting. What else can they do besides joining gangs and providing some free physical strength?

People's livelihood is in decline, and a large number of unemployed people rely on relief to survive. They are penniless, have no jobs, and no future. What else can they do except cause trouble?

This is also fueled by business owners

They naturally know what is being discussed above, and they are also aware that there will be a construction recovery boom around the world in the future, so how many of these huge orders that are about to be released can be taken depends on their own strength.

In addition to the company's own size and strength, it must also have tricks to deal with competitors.

The business owners are rich, while the gangs are so poor that they only have people left. The two sides cooperate to grab land and at the same time suppress and exclude the forces of other businesses and gangs in the territory. It can be said that they hit it off.

In addition, the existing provisional governments of various countries are pessimistic about their future situation and have allowed their subordinates to do nothing, resulting in chaos from top to bottom.

As police forces cleared out and captured gang members running around, a special convoy drove into Canon City.

The appearance of convoys is actually quite normal. After all, every country now has peacekeeping forces stationed there, and they can see patrolling convoys of troops from time to time. Not to mention cars, they have seen tanks many times.

What's special is that the vehicles in this fleet are unexpectedly good-looking, with polygonal air intake grilles and vertically arranged headlights, wide bodies with muscular lines, and the shiny black paint surface seems to be able to be used as a mirror.