I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

"Although these things are nothing to you now, if they continue to accumulate, one day they may become so overwhelming that you can't breathe."

The Red Act of Operation Thunder, formulated by Coy and his colleagues, bypassed the local government system in its specific implementation, and the military directly reorganized and took over some functions and powers of local government departments.

The reason for doing this is to bypass the protection of local states and prevent the other side from colluding with each other.

Pulling out the radish will bring out the mud. While cracking down on and cutting off bad habits and evil forces, the opponent's umbrella of protection will also be exposed. Then we can follow the clues all the way up and cooperate with the cross-examination of the inspection team from above.

No matter how well the connections between officials, businessmen and gangsters are hidden, it is difficult to achieve 720° three-dimensional defense with no blind spots in all three directions. There will always be some loopholes, allowing the inspection team to conduct in-depth investigations under the pretext of strict investigations.

The effect of this approach is very significant. A large number of administrative personnel who violated laws and discipline were secretly controlled and covered up by the more chaotic atmosphere in the market, minimizing the damage to the government's credibility.

But there are also disadvantages. Being a military officer is a typical cross-border move.

Moreover, if they are caught, given the current atmosphere of severe crackdowns, they will not be able to retire, and they will have to thank the Queen for blessing if they are not shot. Who among our own people would dare to do such a thing that would destroy their own dignified future?

Moreover, the whole country knows that this trend started in the state where Veronica is located. It is inevitable that some people will put all the blame on her, which will be a trouble for her work after she takes over as prime minister in the future.

It is extremely difficult for a guy who does not seek benefits for his own group to gain their support.

Veronica held a cup of hot tea in her hand and said calmly: "I know. I bet that they will die before me."

'Whether I will do this at first or not, I will definitely do it when I go up. Rather than watching them pretending to obey but actually disobeying, it might be a good solution to send them down now.'

Veronica put down her teacup and leaned back on the sofa: "The Queen told us how the feudal system controlled and managed a country in the past. The methods seemed varied, but in the end they all came down to the five arts."

"The reason we were able to succeed was because we overthrew these five mountains. We fought back everything they had taken away."

'But now many so-called politicians have picked them up again. These bastards have only been developing for a few years, and they dare to trample on the heads of citizens for such a small thing and make a lot of money in such a poor place.'

"These beasts deserve to die. I want to express my anger on behalf of hundreds of millions of citizens of the alliance. I have public outrage! If we can kill them once, we can kill them a second time!"

"At least compared to my predecessors, the difficulties I am facing now are insignificant. After all, I am not fighting alone."

'The children we have trained, who have scientific knowledge, personal dignity, a sense of resistance, a strong body, and the new five skills of dragon-slaying thought, will definitely not be manipulated by their old ways, at least I won't.'

Looking at Veronica Coy who was full of fighting spirit, he chuckled and shook his head. To be honest, Veronica's style was not like that of a politician.

She does not have the smooth, shrewd and watertight style of handling affairs that a politician should have.

She is more like a general who has fought on the battlefield, who is resolute and swift, and who cannot tolerate any sand in her eyes. In the political arena, such a character is very easy to be used as a knife by others, and her career will definitely not be smooth.

The personality is too distinct and too conspicuous. Being conspicuous makes you easy to be targeted, and the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

A qualified politician cannot let others figure out her thoughts and personality traits. At the same time, she cannot take radical measures in governing the country, so as to avoid being over-interpreted by those below and having a counter-productive effect.

But despite all the bad things, she had a good teacher. A strong enough teacher made all her shortcomings turn into advantages.

All so-called problems ultimately come down to the weakness of an individual facing a group, and the weaker party must abide by the rules of the stronger party.

But the fact that she was able to go against this trend and have everything going smoothly is very telling.

Veronica's behavior towards Praveen really scared many people, and there are also people who don't want her to take the top position.

Generally speaking, Veronica faces two forces that hinder her.

The country shifted from a wartime state back to a peaceful economic development model.

Previously, in order to increase military forces, various states were given the green light and unconditionally gave way to military production and manufacturing with the highest priority. However, after the war, the transformation of these factories and the recovery of various support policies became a problem.

After all, you can’t give or receive things just because you want to.

Most of the factories themselves have no survival competitiveness and are just an insignificant nut on the Alliance's chariot. In wartime, they are just subsidiary factories that subcontract the production of raw materials or ordinary accessories.

Once the policy was changed, there were no more orders. The entire arms market was filled with a huge amount of Allied military equipment. The arms sealed in the war reserve warehouse after the war were more than those used during the World War...

Without orders, there is no production and no profits. All of these companies that rely solely on government orders are in danger of bankruptcy. We can't just watch thousands of small factories go bankrupt and disband.

Therefore, it is normal for local states to take advantage of the opportunity of the alliance's global assistance in dumping and releasing production capacity to save factories, merge and transform for foreign trade and industrial exports.

This is an unavoidable wave. The base of employees in the companies and factories involved is too large and there are too many states involved. The local governments can only handle it on their own and the alliance has issued some documents for guidance.

As we all know, if you take a piece of fat from the refrigerator and put it back, you will get something on your hands.

The more complicated the process, the more opportunities there are to fish in troubled waters. And how many people who can complete these processes and merge multiple factories have no energy?

They naturally have a certain local background, and as the company grows and the background becomes mutually beneficial, it is not uncommon for them to become leaders in a single field or multiple fields.

What this type of people or group fears most is people who argue with them, because they really cannot withstand the scrutiny of those who are interested.

The second group is the lackeys who are recruited by this group for their own benefit. They don’t want their career paths to be cut off by digging up old scores.

Therefore, if Veronica wants to carry out drastic reforms and establish new trends during her tenure, she must first dismantle the existing situation that has been formed before. This is the root cause of the conflict between the two sides.

Whether a policy or a bill has basic effectiveness and can be implemented depends on the ability of the ruling group.

Even if a plan is perfect, if there is no corresponding power delegated, it will only provide another means for local governments to make money.

In other words, you are free to say what you say, but whether you have the final say over what you say is another matter. The same goes for laws, regulations and policies.

If Veronica wins, the alliance capital will further consolidate power and complete the big government totalitarianism. Naturally, what she says is what matters. If she wants to implement a temporary bill, she will have a way to make it go smoothly.

If you lose, your control will naturally be weakened. Even if you directly throw 1,000 yuan into every citizen's account, people will always find a way to prevent you from transferring the money.

Astar Intercontinental Airport

An area leading directly to the terminal at the airport had been temporarily cleared, and a convoy of black cars slowly drove into the venue. Mitia, who had not appeared in public for a long time, got out of the car fully dressed, turned around and took the old lady who was supported by Anna and helped her get off the car.

95-year-old Green stood at the window of the terminal, quietly watching the planes taking off and landing on the runway, with Mitia supporting her.

It was time to board the plane. Green held the package tightly in her dry arms. Her heart had already flown to the distant state of Puerios, the former capital of the Kingdom of Alesia, on the other side of the subcontinent.

Soon, she will be able to see the husband she has been thinking about for 76 years.

Anna was constantly sending and receiving information not far away, and was seriously comparing names, ages, and military resumes. The state archives were quickly comparing large amounts of magic video archives, trying to find the young boy from the massive amount of video data.

Medea's face looked a little heavy. This was one of the rare times that Anna came to her for help. Or rather, it was a matter that was reported to Anna from below, and then Anna found it difficult to solve and came to her for help again.

They were looking for a martyr with a very common name, similar to his nicknames Ergou and Dajun in his previous life. There were over 100,000 soldiers with the same name in the military database.

After tracing back and screening all the way, there are still hundreds of people whose personal information needs to be compared one by one.

Although it is certain that it can be found, it is obvious that Grandma Green in front of them does not have time to wait any longer, as her deadline is approaching.

Perhaps if she had not been unable to let go at the end of her life, she would not have sought to join the organization.

"I don't know where my husband is buried, and I don't know where to find his remains. I really want him to come home."

The town's Retired Veterans Affairs Department reported the matter upward, and the request was handed to Anna at the top. Her husband, Dison, was most likely buried in the local Martyrs' Cemetery, and no one would dare to touch the cemetery without Medea's approval.

Plus, there was still the last bit of kinship tracing that needed Medea's help to lock down, so the information was reported to her...

The journey was long. From the starting point in Astar to Pueríos, there were four transfers in between, and we tried our best to protect Grandma Green's fragile body along the way.

As for Yanshou, Medea was powerless to do anything. All she could do was to make her feel more comfortable.

In fact, she didn't have any disease or calamity, it was just that her time had come.

Green doesn't believe in anything, and her life is very simple. She waits for her husband, takes care of her parents, and raises her younger brother, nephews and nieces. It is simple and pure.

With Medea on hand to maintain order, they had more time, and finally, about a week after their arrival, they cross-checked and confirmed the target in the database.

Everyone then took Grandma Green, who had been specially dressed up, to the cemetery.

She wore clean clothes and tied her gray hair behind her head. She walked past countless similar yet different tombstones and came to Disen's tomb. Green touched the name engraved on the tombstone tremblingly: "I'm here to see you."

Then he took out the package from his arms and sprinkled the soil he brought on the tombstone bit by bit: "This is the soil from our village. Welcome home."

The two non-commissioned officers carefully scooped up a cup of loess, put it into the box, and handed it to Green.

"Oh, I'm old now. I can't remember what you look like, although I've been trying hard to remember..."

Medea gently touched her forehead, and her past memories began to come back.

Just four days after their marriage, Green's husband joined the army at the call of the Seris Federation, while Green waited for her husband's safe return at home.

The Seris Federation grew rapidly in the midst of war and had hardly any peaceful days, so her husband never returned since the day he left.

When her husband was away, Green was the breadwinner of the family. During the day she had to work in the fields with her comrades in the agricultural cooperative, and at night she had to take care of her mother-in-law and her husband's younger brother.

In that era when communications were underdeveloped, she could only occasionally receive letters and allowances from her husband, and looked forward to his return. However, when she finally waited for that day, all she got back were clothes and martyr's rewards sent by her comrades.

Green refused to believe that there was no body. After work every day, she would stand at the entrance of the village and wait silently, hoping that there would be new news.

Winter passed and spring came, year after year, and she never received the news she expected. Only then did she completely accept the fact.

Since then she has been working hard to run the household and is busier than before.

She has no children. Over the years, she has seen her mother-in-law off and raised her younger brother. She has watched her husband's younger brother get married and start a family, and she has also taken on the responsibility of raising her nieces and nephews.

As time goes by, the young girl has turned into an old woman with white hair. She feels that she has fulfilled her responsibilities as a wife, respecting her parents, and being a sister-in-law who is like a mother.

In the middle of the night, she woke up from a dream and suddenly realized that she could hardly stand up. At the age of 95, she asked the town for help and mentioned her wish for the first time.

A photo that was 76 years late slowly formed in Medea's hand. The more than people she missed day and night appeared vividly in front of her.

It was like a real dream, she stroked her husband's face again and again and cried.

Four days of marriage, half a lifetime of waiting, a cup of soil, and a portrait.

Chapter 396 never disappoints.

"It would be great if grandma could live a few more years."

After returning to Asstar, Anna suddenly felt sad when she saw Grandma Green staggering away. The smell of old age and decay on Green was too strong, and anyone could see it. However, her wish was only for her to die within half a year, and as a junior, she felt reluctant to let her go.

Medea shook her head: "If I must keep her for a few years, I can do it, but I can't do it."

Currently, the maximum human lifespan is still around 100 years.

Anna is a saint fanatic. She no longer belongs to the category of human beings. She is more of a semi-energy body.

Strictly speaking, whether it is the saints of the church, or the saint-level and demigod-level magicians, as well as the witches who were born out of humans, they do not belong to the category of human beings. They are only classified together because they recognize human civilization.

But in fact, no matter which world it is, human lifespan is still so short. At most, humans in the magical world can live ten or twenty years longer because they can be nourished by various powers of faith.

And the opportunity for humans in this world to leap to a higher level of life, magic.

Natural selection prefers organisms that can die early. The longer the lifespan of an individual organism, the more difficult it is for the population to grow and develop. Multiple iterations of trial and error in a short period of time in complex competition is an ideal way of development.

Just like in the magic world, it seems that the lifespan of powerful magicians has increased, but the lifespan of those at level nine and below has not been extended.

If we set our sights on saints and demigods of a higher realm and divide them into separate groups, we will find that their numbers are just a drop in the ocean compared to humans, and they have also embarked on a completely different evolutionary path.

The stronger ones do live longer, but the number of people who successfully break through and prolong their lives is actually getting smaller and smaller, until only one is left in the end.

If the original goddess was still alive now, Medea would not be able to break through to the realm of true god, and this world could only accommodate the next true god.