If the competition for survival took place in a peaceful city, the nomadic and hunting tribes would compete with the farming and industrial tribes. The winner would definitely be the farming and industrial tribes.
After all, the nomadic tribes were used to using their physical bodies and instincts to survive. Fighting against nature was their natural duty. In such a peaceful environment, the vicious beasts filled with blades would find it even harder to adapt.
The situation in Cape Town was the same. Even though the Horned Elephant Tribe had only been in Cape Town for a little over a hundred years, they were already completely different from the tribes trying to survive in the wastelands.
Due to the difference in living habits, as well as the intentional estrangement created by some people, they didn't even see each other as brothers. Not only did they discriminate against each other, even prisoners of war and slaves were considered common knowledge.
Cape Town's wastelanders had a history of several decades. But just like the first generation of immigrants who came from overseas, most of them had a difficult life. They were hated by the entire city, so they naturally gathered together for warmth.
The slums, gangster gangs, thieves' guilds, mercenaries, laborers, and debt slaves were all viewed as lowly jobs. Plus, the low pay made their lives difficult.
Of course, with the passage of time, it was possible for this estrangement to be broken. But at least from the current situation, this wouldn't happen in a short period of time.
Vila Nova Dônia's situation was becoming more and more different. It was an empty space with only a framework and no content. It was just like the island countries and new continents that had no native inhabitants. When most of the people were outsiders, there was naturally no problem of discrimination … Fine, I admit that it still existed. After all, as long as there were intelligent creatures, there would still be differences. Discrimination was something that couldn't be completely eradicated. But when most of the residents were wastelanders, the discrimination and estrangement was much better than in Cape Town.
Vila Nova Dônia had just stabilized, and there were already many second-time immigrants among the first wave of immigrants. And as the situation there became more and more stable, such immigrants became more and more frequent. It was foreseeable that when the train route stabilized, another huge wave of immigrants would arrive.
And the lack of labor force would inevitably cause a series of negative effects. Some people in Cape Town had already noticed this and pointed out the Aishi People's unkindness, but there was nothing they could do.
The agreement from back then was still fresh in their minds. Even if they wanted to stop it, they had no reason to do so. And even if they wanted to tear up the agreement … at the very least, they would need to find a boss who was qualified to tear up the agreement.
Although life in Cape Town was harder, not all wastelanders would choose to migrate a second time. There were those who could still survive, those who had started their own families, those who were married to the locals, and those who were too old to move … There were too many reasons why most of the first-generation immigrants would not choose to migrate a second time as long as they could survive.
Xia Martha was the representative of this migration. She was once the ancestral priest of Mount Sainte. During the chaotic and dark days of the first generation of immigrants, she became the spiritual leader of the immigrants.
But now, when everything was plunged into darkness and chaos, Natsuya stood up and became an idol together with her companions … cough, cough, I meant, a competitor for the position of City Lord.
From the perspective of the upper echelons of the Game Church, Mu Na was using the church's resources to help her own people. It was really unreasonable. But under Rorschach and Lori's seemingly strict criticism, it was full of indulgence.
"… In any case, it's impossible for her to succeed. Let her do whatever she wants. The worse they fail, the closer they will be to us in the future. Compared to those Cape Town people, we are the future that the wastelanders should choose. "
Rorschach spoke the truth, but he didn't lower his voice. When Mu Na heard this, her face turned pale, but she turned her head and pretended not to hear.
Actually, she also knew that it was basically impossible for Xia Martha to ascend to the throne, or even just become a member of one of the major clubs in Cape Town.
The reason? As mentioned before, Xia was the representative of the wastelanders, and this was Cape Town. The wastelanders had always been outside of the mainstream cultural circle.
Being hated by the majority of Cape Town people, and still wanting to ascend to the throne … No, it should be more cruel disregard. This was simply a pipe dream.
But some things, even if you knew it was a dream, how could you be satisfied if you didn't try?
Perhaps before Rorschach and the others appeared, the people of Mount Sainte had chosen to integrate into the new world of Cape Town. The youth and years of a generation had been invested, but it was only the beginning.
From Xia's point of view, giving up and slipping away was simply denying their past lives. Naturally, they were very unwilling.
At this time, of course, Rorschach could jump out and be the bad guy to stop them … But was there a need for that? How good would it be to let the harsh reality give them a slap in the face? Letting them break their heads and bleed in Cape Town would save them a lot of trouble in the future.
What if they succeeded? First of all, that was basically impossible. How could they ascend to the throne with less than 5% support? Even if they were lucky and succeeded … then so be it. Having a Cape Town leader who was close to the Aishi People was a good thing no matter how you looked at it.
Thus, rather than stopping them, Luo Xia's group hoped that they would smash their heads against each other and shatter their fantasies.
But even if they approved of Mu Na's actions, it was still necessary to give her a warning.
"… Right, Mu Na, don't even think about your year-end bonus and performance pay this year. Your salary and benefits will be reduced by half. Don't do it again for a year before you can consider reinstating them."
Rorschach conveniently gave a certain administrative punishment. Mu Na's expression became even uglier.
Salary and benefits were only a small matter. The punishment of being demoted meant that the Church was very dissatisfied with her.
And if her salary and benefits weren't reinstated for a year, that also meant that if nothing unexpected happened, she wouldn't even need to think about being promoted or transferred. She would just obediently work here as a laborer.
Of course, Rorschach didn't care about what she thought. If it wasn't for the fact that the Church's Mount Sainte faction was involved, he would have directly fired her for acting on her own accord.
Rorschach could already tell that the top-grade thunderstrike stone that he urgently needed was probably something that Marsha and the others had prepared long ago for a trade with him.
Rorschach even maliciously guessed that perhaps Marsha and the others had been prepared to directly trade with him, but Mu Na had concealed it, thinking that she could hide this matter and save this precious trade item.
A direct trade or compensation for being exposed as a scam. Thinking about it, the former would be easier to obtain good impressions. Rorschach knew what Marsha would choose.
But this Mu Na before him … For some reason, Rorschach could sense that she seemed to be quite hostile and dissatisfied with him.
"I didn't do anything to her …"
[You captured her as a slave and took her hostage, causing her to lose her status as a Sainte. In order to get her closer to us, you spread rumors about her ruining her reputation. You gave her many difficult missions to make things difficult for her. You made her work overtime every week without pay. You even deducted her salary to buy games …]
"Wait a moment, I didn't do the last one!"
[Then just admit that you did everything else. Isn't it normal for her to hate you? You didn't do the last one, so Isabella did it. Isn't it natural for her to blame you for it?]
Luo Xia suddenly understood. It turned out that she really did have a reason to hate him. Should he be grateful that he didn't kill her?
"… Forget it. If I offended her, so be it. She can't do anything to me anyways. It's actually a good thing that she hates me. As her superior, I'll feel more at ease if I have any trouble in the future."
[… Brother, don't you realize that you're becoming more and more shameless and black-hearted?]
"…"
Rorschach fell silent. Five years ago, he had been so honest and honest. But now … he wanted to say that it was all because of his environment. However, he was unable to tell a lie that even he himself didn't believe in.
In Roxia's opinion, it would be a coward's action to blame all of his changes on external factors. His own changes were also due to internal factors … To be more direct, Roxia's personality, which always focused on results rather than methods, would naturally cause him to become more and more sly and scheming.
"It would seem that I'm indeed getting further and further away from my status as a hero's son."
[Pah! Hero's son?]
"Lori, you still don't know? I recently found something in the grand library. Our father who usually doesn't pay much attention to is indeed an incredible hero. It's said that he's also known as the purest Son of Holy Light. I never expected that he's actually a kind and pure Holy Knight … "
[Hahaha! Kind and pure?!!]
Rorschach was unable to continue. Lori's laughter kept echoing in his ears.
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