Terra Martial God and Merit System

"If I had known this would happen, I would have let you go with your brother. Now you're hanging out with the workers, look at what you've become?!"

"What's wrong with the workers?" Alyosha asked, stiffening his neck. "Aren't all the things you use now made by workers? What would you use without workers?"

"Flour is also ground by workers. Without workers, what would you eat? Shit?"

"You unfilial son!" The old man's face was completely red.

"You are the one who has no vision," Alyosha continued, "you should listen to the radio more often..."

"Boom boom boom——"

His father didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and began to unbuckle his belt.

There was a loud noise outside the door. Alyosha listened carefully and heard several children shouting, "Who is killing people?"

"Execution?" Alyosha's heart moved, he grabbed half a bottle of kvass and went out.

His father took off his belt, looked up and saw Alyosha running out, and shouted angrily.

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Alyosha walked onto the street, and although it was only a short time, there were already quite a few people gathered there.

The pickets and police were supervising the construction of the temporary execution platform. Many curious onlookers looked curious.

The gallows was erected and a group of people were urged onto the stage.

"People of the empire! These people are capable of all kinds of evil..." someone began to preach loudly.

But the people in the audience don’t care about this.

In the current era of scarcity of entertainment, watching beheadings is fun. Who cares what happens to them?

These people just want to see someone die... As for who dies... or why they die, they don't really care.

However, when Alyosha heard that these people were "Kamsko's rebels", he became more suspicious.

He squeezed to the front row, wanting to take a closer look at what these so-called "rebels" looked like.

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In a stand not far away, the captain of the local patrol team and the chief of the police station were chatting in low voices.

"Are these people real or fake?" asked the director.

"What's true or false?" The captain of the patrol team was confused at first, and then suddenly realized - "Relax, these people are the troublemakers in the factory. The new nobles asked me to help get rid of them."

"People like this... existed before the Kamsko gang showed up. How can they be considered real?"

The conversation between the two sounds incomprehensible, but it actually has a lot of profound meaning.

The police chief, in particular, nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what he said.

It matters a great deal whether these people are real or fake.

If it's fake... then kill him.

If it's true... then it's a bit troublesome.

Although they claimed every day that the rebels deserved death, if a real Kamsk rebel came to their door, they really didn't dare to kill him.

A few days ago, someone in a nearby city captured a rebel and was about to execute him. But someone robbed the execution ground that day. The person who robbed the execution ground was very evil. He was pierced by more than ten crossbow arrows but he didn't die. He was alive and well and killed all the executioners present.

None of the rebels who should have been executed died, and all of them were rescued.

Although this matter was strictly guarded and not allowed to be spread, he was still aware of it as the director.

He understood one thing - fake rebels could be killed, but real rebels could not be killed, especially not publicly.

As for the so-called execution to serve as a warning to others… Anyway, the people watching the execution don’t know whether it is real or not. They just make it up.

"Since it's fake, that's good." The director nodded, "Okay. Let's kill him and be done with it."

"Can't we talk about this matter later?"

"Don't worry, I've already sent your share." The patrol captain patted his chest and said. "Besides, what if it's true?"

"Grand Duke Kosice's army will be here soon. Do they dare to rob the execution ground at this time?"

"Are you really going to die?"

"…Sentence to death, execute immediately!" As the two talked, the trial on the stage also ended.

These prisoners were taken there and hanged on the gallows one by one.

"Quack!" Everything went smoothly for the first two people who were hung up, but when it came to the third person, something strange happened.

The "prisoner" easily broke free from the soldier behind him with nimble movements, then reached out to touch the scabbard at the other's waist.

"Cha-"

The soldier's throat was slit and blood gushed out.

"Hold him down!" There was chaos on the execution platform, and several nearby soldiers immediately surrounded him.

"Wow!" The audience below the stage started to make a commotion.

But upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem like there was panic caused by this sudden change.

Instead...

A dozen figures with bulging waists emerged from the crowd, pulled out their guns and opened fire.

"Bang bang bang!" The deafening gunshots scared many people.

After all, this was the first time they encountered such a weapon.

Of course, they were just terrified. And the soldiers on the stage... fell to the ground like wheat.

This group of masked gunmen had a clear division of labor and a clear goal. Some started to rescue people, while others stood guard with guns.

The crowd watching around fled in all directions, and many of them ran a few steps, found a place they thought was safe, and squatted down to watch the fun.

The patrol teams that were originally escorting the prisoners around were hesitant.

They should have stopped it, but the people on the stage died too quickly, which made them hesitate.

What if I die if I go up there?

Their commander had already fled in panic when the bandits appeared.

Regardless of the duties...

Your life is more important.

So when these criminals were robbing the execution ground, no one dared to go up. Instead, after they had rescued the people and were about to leave, a few of them reluctantly walked forward.

Alyosha stood in front and watched the show. Although most of the people around him had already run away, he felt very excited.

He wished he could become one of these masked criminals and crush the black bugs who were blackmailing his family one by one!

In this mood, Alyosha did not realize that he was alone.

The masked men on the stage came down one by one and walked past Alyosha as if they were nobody else.

Suddenly, Alyosha heard a familiar word -

"Little Alyosha, don't just stand there. Go home first!"

Alyosha turned around and saw a familiar figure walking away.

"Brother Reznov?" Alyosha felt his heart pounding.

The other party is also a rebel?

But if you think about it carefully, it’s okay…

He was the one who brought the radio and he also fought for the interests of the workers in the factory.

Aren’t these people the rebels who “endanger the interests of the empire” as they call them?

Chapter 253 Back Garden

Alyosha stopped thinking and followed the other party's instructions and went home.

He believed one thing: this Reznov would not harm him.

As soon as they left, the patrol team pounced on them like wolves and tigers.

Those who were watching the fun and standing close to the scene were immediately arrested. Some cried out that they were innocent and were beaten down by the patrol team.

He was immediately labeled a "rebel" and tied up.

"Fortunately I walked fast..." Alyosha felt relieved, but also disdainful.

The black bugs from the patrol team could only strike hard at the onlookers.

With this group of people here...how can Ursus be good?

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Alyosha walked back home, and his parents were sitting behind the table in the living room watching him.

My father still held the belt in his hand, his face gloomy.

"Mom and Dad..." Alyosha spoke after a moment of hesitation.

"Alyosha, go back to your room first," his mother said quickly. "I'll bring you dinner later."

Alyosha nodded and hurried into the house.

It was boring to stay in the room. Alyosha recalled what had just happened in his mind over and over again. He felt his heart pounding.

What I heard on the radio before was also mixed in.

All of this became spiritual food that made him strong.

I think my father was wrong...workers are no worse than anyone else.

"Workers can learn as well as students," Alyosha thought. "It's just one is theory and the other is practice."

"There is no limit to knowledge in this world. Anyone who works can acquire it..."

As I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

His mother walked in. "Someone's here for you."

The person who came to see Alyosha was none other than Reznov.

He left home with Alyosha on the pretext of having something to do.

At this moment, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the two walked on the desolate street. The cold wind blew, and it was a little chilly.

Alyosha felt a mixture of excitement and fear.

This big brother is a ruthless character who robbed people from execution grounds. Why did he come to find me?

"Little Alyosha, I think you have talent." Reznov suddenly spoke.

"What?" Alyosha came to his senses.

"You're more sensitive to certain things." Reznov pointed to his head. "I can see that."

"Other workers like the comedy entertainment content on the radio, but you are obviously more concerned about current affairs and news."

"I've been following you for a long time. You're a good prospect."

"so?"

"Follow me." Reznov led Alyosha through the intricate alleys and came to a sewer.

He opened the iron fence skillfully and continued walking down.

Alyosha opened his eyes wide in surprise at what he saw.

There were about ten people sitting in this small underground space.

There were men and women, dressed differently, but at the moment they were all staying here quietly.

Basically I read books.

"Who is he?" someone asked Reznov.

"A new comrade," Reznov said. "A good one."