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Chapter 557

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Hoppes successfully became a student majoring in mineral processing at New Oriental Technical School. In the next few years, he would have to learn a lot of things, understand the knowledge of various minerals, and learn various methods of distinguishing the quality of minerals. In the end, he would become an expert who could pick out the best from a pile of ores.

There were over ten other people who had entered this specialization like him. Most of them were dwarves, with a few humans and a few Beastmen. However, he was the only Beastman who came from outside the Republic.

Those Beastmen were all very young. They were part of the generation that had grown up in the Republic. They were very curious about the scenery outside the Republic and were filled with yearning for the Beastmen's homeland, the vast plains. When they conversed with Hoppes, they had expressed more than once that they wanted to go to the plains to search for their roots and find the footprints of their ancestors. They wanted to see how their ancestors had lived.

Hoppes seriously advised them to give up on such thoughts. Putting everything else aside, just the fact that they did not believe in the Orc Gods despite being Half-Beastmen was already a serious crime in the plains. If they were to encounter tribes that were slightly more extreme, they might be killed right away and used as sacrifices to the Orc Gods.

"Ah? Killing people as sacrifices? The Orc gods are so cruel? Oh my god! Then I'd better not go! " Siri, the Beastman from the Republic, was surprised. This half-blood with half leopard blood was a culinary enthusiast, especially good at making rice balls, steamed buns, and the like. However, he didn't really want to become a chef. Instead, he wanted to travel to the ends of the world and see all kinds of scenery.

The reason why he had chosen to learn mineral processing was that he planned to become an explorer in the future, searching for mineral resources everywhere.

Most of the Beastmen in the Republic were like him. Their thoughts were simple and their lives were easy. They weren't really stupid. It was just that they usually lived in a friendly environment, growing up with the kindness of their family, neighbors, and friends. Therefore, they really couldn't imagine that there would be a place in the world where they would become sinners or even lose their lives just because they didn't believe in a god.

Hoppes was really envious of their naivety and naivety. Although he wasn't old, he was definitely not an ignorant rookie. What kind of environment did he have to grow up in to have such a personality and way of thinking? He could understand after some thought.

On the prairie, even those pure-blooded nobles who came from powerful tribes were usually full of schemes and disputes. Many of them were filled with vicious or cunning thoughts at a young age, and there were even more people whose hands were stained with blood.

As for the ordinary civilians, it was even more difficult and impoverished. They had to train themselves hard every day just to make a name for themselves in the battles that were common to Sikong, or at least survive.

The various countries often envied the Orcs for almost all of their citizens to be soldiers, but how many people could truly understand the bitterness behind "every citizen being a soldier"?

In comparison, the Republic of Northwest was like the legendary Divine Kingdom, full of peace and joy.

Although he hadn't stayed here for long, Hoppes felt that he had fallen deeply in love with this place. Even if he couldn't become an outstanding ore dressing craftsman in the future, even if he had to work part-time, he would still stay here for a long time.

Perhaps … it would be nice to spend the rest of his life here.

Just as Hoppes was peacefully living the ordinary life of a student, some Half-Orc refugees from the Orc Empire caused quite a stir in the Republic of Northwest.

They thought that they were believers of the Orc gods and should worship the gods no matter where they were, so they requested to build altars for the Orc gods in several settlements.

To be honest, this wasn't a big deal, but when Madam Teague brought it up during the high-level meeting, Sui Xiong, who had always been gentle, flew into a rage.

"Today they want to build altars, tomorrow they want to build a temple, the day after tomorrow they want to establish a food supply system that matches their habits, and then they want to reject other people's eating habits, and then reject other people's culture and traditions …" His face was cold, and a murderous aura emanated from his body. "In the end, it's probably either you believe in the Orc gods like them, or you get killed, right?"

"Let me tell you, I will never allow such a situation!"

The high-level members of the Republic didn't expect him to object so fiercely, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Your Majesty … aren't you taking the problem too seriously?" Madam Teague was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly.

"Seriously?" Sui Xiong laughed coldly. "Have any of you ever lived in the Orc Empire?"

"I lived there for a period of time," Leon said. "You also know, the Western Wilderness. Generally speaking, the situation there is okay … Although the Orc gods are indeed very powerful, and they have pushed the other temples to the edge of society, at least the other temples are still there. "

"The Western Wilderness is because adventurers from various races gather there. They are rough and fierce, and if they don't agree with each other, they will pull out their swords and kill their whole family — didn't you do that yourself? No matter how fierce the Orcs are, they can't be fierce with them. "Sui Xiong sighed." But the Republic is different. Here, everyone is law-abiding and good people. Many of them have never had their hands stained with blood since they were young, and they have never even held a knife before. When they look at people and things, most of them like to look at things from a good perspective … But those Orcs are not like that! If we let them cause trouble here, the situation will be really bad! "

Leon nodded slightly, and he understood what Sui Xiong meant.

In the Republic of Northwest, the people were not weak. As the descendants of pioneers, they were very brave and strong. But they generally treated others with kindness. If this kindness was taken advantage of, it was very easy for those malicious forces to develop and become a cancer of the country and society.

"So, Your Majesty, what do you think we should do?" he asked. "Reject their request, or force them to change their faith?"

Sui Xiong was silent for a moment, and then sighed.

"I haven't thought about it … Do you have any good ideas?"

"I think Your Majesty should not be involved in this matter. Let us do it," Gerrard said. "You have a high position. If you do it, this matter will become a big deal."

Sui Xiong was stunned for a moment. When he heard this report, he immediately subconsciously thought of some things that happened before he transmigrated. Naturally, he saw the problem as very serious.

But … thinking about it carefully, it seemed like, like, maybe … Even in the world before he transmigrated, did people like him, who were the absolute highest officials of a country, really need to worry and be too nervous about such problems?

"It seems … that there is no need for me to do it …"

"Yes, in fact, there is no need for people at the level of the Great Consul to do it. Just send a consul to reprimand them, and that will be it." Snow still used her drawing method to increase the persuasiveness. She drew a group of small ants, who were chattering and saying something, and then a huge fist came down from the sky, with a cross next to it. She drew the same group of small ants, and then a big dog came over and spat on them, making them stagger. Then she drew a cross next to it.

Sui Xiong looked at the drawing and could not help but laugh.

"You're right. I overreacted. I will leave this matter to you to find a solution. Anyway, don't give those guys a chance to take a mile! "

"Yes, Your Majesty!" several voices answered in unison.

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