"What on earth happened?"
The situation in front of him left Rorschach somewhat at a loss.
The train stopped at the transit station in the outer city. Some of them would unload the goods here and send the ores to the local factories and warehouses.
Most of them would transfer here and be sent to Vila Nova Dônia.
But now, Rorschach only saw piles of ores that were as tall as mountains, and the boss of the train and the factory were still complaining.
"Who knows what's wrong with them? The road to the Aishi People is blocked."
"Tsk, those damn one-eyed monsters, cult lunatics. Even Mount Sainte Purgatory won't accept them."
The mine owners were in a hurry to cash out the ores, and the factory owners were in a hurry to start production. Once the freight road was blocked, they all came.
The freight workers wanted to eat, the train drivers, and the workers wanted to go home, but the goods were all placed in the open air of the transit station. How could they leave at ease?
Whenever this person was anxious, he would grumble and grumble.
"It happened two days ago. Those people from the Eye of Wisdom caused a ruckus. They first lay on the tracks and blocked the train from leaving. Then, they piled a lot of trash on the tracks. "
"It's very troublesome. They broke a lot of tracks, and we repaired them and broke them again. There are many shallow pits on the roads. Now, we don't even dare to drive sports cars. "
From their words, Rorschach understood the ins and outs of the matter.
The earliest signs were about three or four days ago.
The chaos started in the outer city. Under the leadership of the Eye of Wisdom, the Seymour People ignored the civilians and slums and walked onto the streets. They first demonstrated and then clashed with the official guards.
In the chaos, some people detonated bombs or magic scrolls, causing three or four civilian casualties. In the end, the demonstration turned into a violent riot.
Many people took advantage of the chaos. There were more and more demonstrations and robberies. Several core districts were ransacked. The situation completely changed the day before yesterday. Someone dragged the Aishi People onto the streets.
Not only did he accuse the Aishi People of being a bully on the spot, but he also raised it to a racial conflict between the Seymour People and the Aishi People. Then, he beheaded the Aishi People on the spot.
Was it true? No one knew if a man with his teeth knocked out and a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth could still defend himself.
But then, under the guidance of some people, the riot turned into a large-scale xenophobic activity.
The riot had begun.
Riot, okay? For the victims, that was the most terrifying nightmare, a wound that could never be healed. Seeing the neighbors, friends, and colleagues that used to be harmonious in the past turn into demons that burned, killed, and pillaged without any limits, what they saw and heard on that day was enough to make them unable to trust others anymore.
And for the rioting crowd, that was the most joyous thing.
In the past, they had been restricted by laws, rules, morals, and relationships. Now, they were no longer restrained. They could just snatch whatever they wanted.
I've been thinking about the coat in that shop for a long time, and I still need to save up for two months … The broken glass will be mine!
Ah, his car is so beautiful. I probably won't be able to afford it in my entire life. Hmph, intruder's lackey, get lost! Your car is going to be used to give back to the local good people (me) who are being bullied.
Oh, isn't this a group of villas in the rich district? Why don't we just burn them down? Haha, there are so many people anyway. No one will notice.
Isn't this the famous movie star? She's so beautiful.
"Idiot, our cause is the righteous one."
There was no limit to desire.
As long as people were given a reason, even if it was "righteousness" that only they could believe in, laws and morals would become meaningless, and the kind neighbors would become beasts.
"How far has the riot developed? Has it completely gone out of control? "
The information from the extension was much worse than the information that Rorschach had received before.
Considering that the situation had changed too quickly, especially since the conflict had completely gone out of control a day ago, Rorschach didn't think that there was a mistake in the intelligence work.
But his heart was cold. It was obvious that the riot had completely gone out of control.
What should he do next? Should he stop it? He was afraid that as a celebrity among the Aishi People, his appearance would only intensify the conflict.
And even if he could move around in the riot area, what could he do? Kill all the rioters? Not only would that not solve the problem, it would only further intensify the conflict.
If things went wrong, it would become a historical event marked by numbers. The local latecomers would not remember the ins and outs of the matter. They would only remember that their own clansmen had shed blood in this event, and then they would use various reasons to settle the score.
Once this became the beginning, it would become a wound that couldn't be healed.
Killing couldn't be done, and words were meaningless. Wasn't it already over? At this time, Rorschach was already considering whether to completely give up on Cape Town.
"Thanks to those soldiers, the riot has been contained to the core of the city."
From the feedback of the refugees, Rorschach was pleasantly surprised.
"Oh, those guys still can't do it. They went to attack the Aishi People's factory, but they were beaten back by the local workers."
The feedback he received was beyond Rorschach's expectations.
He slapped his head as realization dawned on him. He had read too many books on Earth and had forgotten the most important point.
"Those rioters were mostly losers."
In the technological civilization of Earth, the strength of individuals was infinitely close. Training and equipment could widen the gap, but there was basically no difference in the combat power of ordinary people.
Therefore, once a riot started, it would often be out of control. In the case of a group fight between individuals with similar strength, there was no doubt that the side with more people would have the advantage. In this aspect, the advantage of the rioters was very obvious.
And once the rioters tasted the sweetness, the victims could turn into the perpetrators at any time, and the number of people would explode. When the number of people was large enough to threaten the power of the government, the situation would become uncontrollable.
But the situation in Cape Town was different.
"Back then, those factories chose those with strong magic to be the workers. I didn't expect that they did the right thing."
In the magical world, the strength of individuals was never equal. There were strong and weak people among the Seymour people as well. Now that it was a magical civilization, those with strong magic were naturally given preferential treatment.
In a situation where the market was relatively good, as long as one wasn't too lazy, one would be able to find a job. Sometimes, the problem didn't lie with external factors.
And the residents of the slums who were the first to be incited were either lazy by nature, or they were born weak and didn't have much magic power. And laziness itself was enough to make their strength extremely low. To put it bluntly, they were a bunch of weaklings who couldn't do well anywhere, and they weren't good at fighting.
In that case, it was only natural that they would be beaten back by the elite workers equipped with the Aishi People's weapons.
"They even came to attack our station. Ha, a bunch of trash. Boss Che brought a group of people and beat them back."
"Don't say that. I heard that when they went to attack the large library and the priests in the academic district, they were chased by the elders for half of the city. Many of them are still hanging on the city walls."
"Yeah, didn't they go to attack the spaceport and run away in fear after being rammed by a battleship and pointed at by a cannon?"
"Tsk, a bunch of cowards. The old city lord was right. The Eye of Wisdom is a bunch of bastards, and those who believe in him are a bunch of idiots. Do they really think that the Aishi People are pushovers? Who knows, their battleships might even be on the way. "
Rorschach was speechless. Since this bunch of trash didn't even put in any effort to start a riot, he might even become the biggest victim.
In a sense, Rorschach had underestimated the Seymour People and overestimated the power of the Evil God.
This wasn't the Aishi People. The Seymour People were born with the ability to control elemental power. Even if their bloodline rating wasn't the average Silver Bloodline, it was at least Upper Bronze Bloodline. They had a long lifespan and were strong, and their potential was limitless.
The whispers of the Evil God were destructive to the normal Aishi People, but the effect on the Seymour People who were protected by the laws of this world was only so-so from such a distance.
Otherwise, the Eye of Wisdom would have swallowed the entire city and left it to wait for the arrival of the Aishi People.
Furthermore, due to the previous battle with the Evil God, his clone was destroyed, and a large number of the Evil God's followers were wiped out. Only a few small fries were left.
It had only been a few years, and the small fries hadn't grown up yet. Their individual strength was too weak, so what could they do?
"That means, there is still hope."
Rorschach asked clearly. The biggest victim was probably still the core area.
There were many Aishi People and outsiders' markets and shops there, but they were probably all ransacked.
"Ugh, it seems that no matter where the chaos is, the first to suffer are the rich merchants."
At this point, I really can do something. Roxia glanced at Seviara. He already had an idea and a plan.
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