Pullman's home is in Brown Village. The village is close to the forest of the Tisiran Mountains. It is very remote and there is probably no record on the map of the kingdom.

The only specialty in the village is the gooseberry native to the forest. The gooseberry that is bright red likes grapes is a rare berries with a sour taste. Some nobles like to eat this, so merchants come to the village to buy it every year, which is also the largest income in the whole village in a year.

This happened when merchants came to acquire it this year.

The most important thing about fruits is freshness. At this time of year, Mr. Mok would come to Brown Village to live in a week or two in advance, and sell the gooseberry produced in the village this year to nearby cities in several batches. This fruit is very good and popular. In order to show his identity, the rich people in the city often purchase some hospitality to show their superiority and wealth.

Besides, it is not expensive to buy. They are so happy to give these stupid villagers a basket of silver coins. After he transported them to the city to wash them, he could sell 60 silver coins a basket of silver coins on a white plate, which was a huge profit.

The high-end shops in the aristocratic area in the city, these dusty country bumpkins will never have the chance to enter, so they naturally won't know what price these fruits will be sold. Master Mok has been doing this deal for many years.

Halfway through, I happened to meet Pullman's sister Ashley.

Ashley is 14 years old this year and has just returned from the river after taking a shower. Her youthful and beautiful face immediately attracted Master Mok's attention.

Pullman's sister was taken by the businessman Mr. Mok, and then told his parents that she could take her sister to the city to be a maid for the noble master.

Being a servant to a noble can make life happier than ordinary villagers, and they will not starve to death. In this dangerous world, it is a profession that many civilians yearn for.

So Pullman's parents agreed happily, so Mok also gave Pullman's parents some money, and Pullman was also very happy.

After all, my sister has a good job, and he vaguely felt that if he had this money, he could discuss his marriage with Joona.

But unexpectedly, since then, he has never seen his sister, the slightly thin but well-behaved and obedient sister.

Two months after his sister left, he went to Trinin City to find out the address of the noble family. He wanted to see his sister, but was stopped by the guards.

He was just a civilian boy, so he naturally couldn't enter the aristocratic courtyard, so he stood opposite him and asked the servants who were entering and leaving for information about his sister.

But strangely, no one knew his sister. In the end, he felt something was wrong. One day, he secretly climbed in while the night was dark. Because he was not familiar with the terrain, he was quickly caught by the guards.

In the West Wind Kingdom, the lives of civilians are not valuable. Besides, he broke into a mansion and was quickly tortured. Fortunately, he was indeed a teenager from a nearby village, and many people recognized him. Finally, after a stern warning, he finally released him.

But he still didn't give up. His knees were covered in scars and kept begging the guards if he could see his sister.

Finally, a young guard couldn't stand it anymore. When he left, he quietly said in his ear, you can go to the barren mountains in the south of the city to look for it.

When he staggered to the barren mountain, what appeared before him were small mounds of soil with white bones exposed.

This is a mass grave.

A bad idea appeared in his mind. He searched around and finally found only a specific corpse of similar shape.

But it was still identifiable from the broken clothes that this was his sister.

That's right, the noble master wanted a maid, but he was not the kind of maid who served daily life as everyone imagined, but a toy that could be abandoned at any time.

The boy trembled with his hands and could not accept such facts. He sat by the corpse all day and night, and finally cried and dug out the soil to bury the thin body into the soil.

When he said this, the boy's voice was a little choked and regret filled his heart. It would be great if, if he advised his parents at that time, if he did not indulge in his fantasy of Joona at that time.

Why, why is this happening? The family just wants to make life better! Do not such a small wish allow it?

"Do you want revenge?"

The clear voice of the silver-haired girl came from opposite the fire.

"I think, but I don't have the strength, and my parents don't allow me to do this."

The teenage parents also vaguely realized the truth of the matter afterwards, but perhaps considering the huge gap in strength, the difficulties of adult life, or perhaps because they didn't care about this daughter, they did not seek revenge on Mok, and were ready to settle the matter, and let Pullman work at home with peace of mind and stop going to Trin City.

"Why? Why are they so indifferent."

The boy grabbed his knee tightly, and his voice revealed confusion and anger.

In the eyes of children, parents are the gods. Aren’t they omnipotent?

Loran Hill also recalled some memories of the past. After junior high school, the myth of her parents in her heart had been shattered, and she thought she was much smarter than them.

However, after graduation and being beaten by society, she began to understand some of her parents' choices. Many things were not something that she didn't want to, but she couldn't.

Just as Lolan Hill was about to enlighten the boy, the mechanical sound of the system appeared again.

New mission: Answer the young Pullman's doubts, and receive a reward based on the completion rate, at least 70%. (current progress 0%)

Reward: For every 20% progress you reach, you will get a lottery opportunity and 100% completion rate, you will get an extraordinary Creation formula.

OK, does this system also carry real-time emergency tasks?

Lorran Hill began to carefully recall the boy's experience and the possible questions in his heart.

"Maybe, parents have their considerations."

Lorran Hill began to explain to Pullman the difficulties of adult life, not only to support the family, but also to be powerful for the nobles and merchants. Even if they complain, they would die in vain. They had to consider the survival of their only son Pullman in the future, etc.

But the boy was a little dissatisfied. He could not accept such a result. The progress showed that it was stuck when it reached 26%.

Lorran Hill also understood that such a gentle explanation would not be enough to convince the other party, and if it were her, it would be difficult for her to listen.

Then tell him the cruel truth.

"Because you don't have the power."

The girl pulled the fire and added a few dead branches into it. She watched the flames that were about to extinguish became larger again.

The boy was stunned for a moment and lowered his head again.

"Yes, I can't beat that nobleman."

"No, I'm not talking about this power. That nobleman is not engaged in childbirth, and his body is probably not as strong as you. One-to-one, you should be stronger than him."

"That means?"

"Have you ever thought about why some people do nothing but have more wealth than you, can do unscrupulously and bully and plunder."

"I, I don't know."

A question that I never thought of appeared in the mind of the boy.

"Their fields are grown by civilians, their clothes are weaved by civilians, their diet is taken care of by civilians, and they let civilians protect them as escorts. Why can they do this?"

"Because they gave the money?" the boy hesitated for a while and replied.

"Where does their money come from?" the girl asked back.

"Their money..." The boy began to recall his experiences in his short life in his mind.

"Their money comes by collecting taxes, rents, and you work and produce for him," the girl replied for Pullman.

"Yes." But there seemed to be some problem, and Pullman couldn't say it.

"Don't you think it's strange if you don't talk about tax and rent collection first. Civilians work and produce for them, and they give money to civilians."

"Why are they getting richer and less work?"

"Probably because of the more money you get from labor, right?" the boy answered in confusion, and then the progress began to move forward.

Lorran Hill secretly praised and began to recall the era in my memory. Countless people worked hard and even worked overtime in 996 without any entertainment. Why can't they afford a house?

"Yes, this deal isn't entirely fair, you've produced more money and they've only given you a portion."

"this....."

"But is it really that simple? Why don't civilians produce on their own?"

The boy had no idea of ​​the answer at this time. Yes, why not?

"Because, they have resources that civilians do not have, and this resource can be many things, a cow, a shop, a special relationship, or a certain right."

"You don't have these scarce and necessary things, you have to rely on them, so they can make such unfair deals."

"Yes." The boy's voice was a little low.

"Can they always do this? Can poor people like me have to work for them forever?"

"It hasn't always been like this. Maintaining such behavior requires good order, provided that everyone is reasonable."

"You must have heard of robbers, just those unreasonable people who take everything from you and don't give you anything."

"So, they will take out a portion of the money to hire escorts. Although these escorts do not engage in production and do not generate money, they can guarantee the long-term existence of interests."

The boy seemed to understand a lot, but he seemed to understand nothing. The world was presented to him in an unprecedented way.

Watching the progress on the system move to 68%, then stop again.

Loran Hill sighed slightly in his heart, it seemed that he had to finish his speech.

"They hold 10,000 gold coins in their hands and hire guards with only 10 gold coins. Why are these guards not stolen by themselves?"

Lorran Hill's voice gradually became formal.

"Why don't you knock down the escorts hired by 10 gold coins and rob these 10,000 gold coins?"

"Because, as the last guardian of order, those who destroy the laws and systems will be suppressed, wiped out, and executed."

"Why are the kingdom protecting these people, even if they do evil, why are they tolerant of each other, and why is the law not on your side?"

"Because they are the masters of this country, they are nobles and wealthy businessmen, not you civilians."

"Absolutely, they have to protect the interests of their own class."

"Even if you kill this nobleman, as long as this environment exists, this kind of thing will still happen again."

Speaking of this, Loran Hill paused for a while and waited for the boy to think slowly.

Pullman was silent for a long time before he slowly asked.

"I still don't understand. Can it be unfair like this? Is this always the case?"

"The state is to some extent the embodiment of the just order. If justice is lost, the foundation of the state will be shattered."

"You want to ask me how to change all this, that is to build a country where all people are equal, a country that is fair and just, wise and firm, rich and powerful."

Lolan Hill took the science college entrance examination in his previous life and studied engineering. He was not very good at Marxism-Leninism.

But fortunately, this country, which was struggling with storms and suffering, clearly wrote the dragon-slaying technique in the textbooks of every middle school student. Where did this country come from, how was it established, what mistakes we have made, how to resolve these contradictions, and clearly told every citizen.

Perhaps it is not perfect, and there are still many problems, but it is undeniable that its greatness, our warriors, the sacred faith, will never be erased.
Chapter completed!