Establishing a country? Yes, the Seymour people wanted to establish a country, an independent country in the Wasteland.
This wasn't a sudden idea, nor was it the ambition of a single person or a few dozen people. This was the dream of three generations of people.
The world was divided for a long time and united for a long time, divided for a long time.
A few decades ago, when the Seymour people had stabilized their living environment, there were people who were already thinking about this.
This meant that the entire race had entered a new era of unity from the primitive tribal system.
Sideen of the Horned Elephant Tribe and his adoptive father were once the people who had the best chance of entering the new era.
However, it was impossible for them to succeed.
This wasn't just because of their lack of ability. They had indeed reached a level that no one before them could reach, giving the Seymour people a brand new life.
Their failure was inevitable in history, the result of objective conditions … It sounded quite mysterious, but to put it bluntly, it was like ten years ago in the Harlet Wasteland, surrounded by Devil Mist, there was no possibility of establishing a country.
The reason was so simple that it was undeniable — the inconvenience of transportation.
The biggest difference between a country and a scattered city-state was whether a country could be a center, and whether the will, political system, and laws of the center could be enforced by the people below. It was also necessary to distinguish whether a city or a tribe was a part of a huge entity or a completely independent entity.
Giving orders sounded simple, but the prerequisite was that there must be a convenient transportation channel and a high-speed information exchange. Simply put, it was the level of transportation and communication.
These two conditions directly determined how much area a center's will could cover, and how much land a country could occupy without disintegrating.
Let's not even talk about the glorious achievements of our predecessors. Just the current situation of Ansolion alone, that annoying magical mist made all communication and transportation incredibly impractical.
The old city lord and Sideen's answer was to build a city, stuff everyone into that huge city, and use Lei Ji as the future pressure to force the people to seek refuge in the city. In the end, the tribesmen who were used to making a living on their own would become citizens who could accept the control of the city. In the end … it was hard to judge his success or failure. After all, the situation back then was too complicated, and his choice had its pros and cons.
Without his city, the Aishi People wouldn't have been able to move into the city on a large scale. Without the trained and 'tamed' labor force, Vila Nova Dônia wouldn't have the necessary human resources for growth, and the Harlet Wasteland wouldn't have developed to its current state.
However, the overly large city also caused the warlords to fight among themselves after their deaths.
Under the current conditions back then, orders and decrees could only be passed down level by level. The reputation of the leader and the person Sideen determined the effect of the decrees, but even during the years when Sideen's reputation was at its peak, his words could only reach the level of the mayor (village) chief.
A dozen people could form a family circle, three to five family circles could gradually form a village, and a village could become a tribe. In the case of a relatively closed circle, many young people who didn't leave the tribe didn't know who the mayor of Corner City was until they died of old age.
"We'll listen to the village chief. Whatever he says is the law."
Simple and realistic, this kind of situation where the higher-ups didn't understand the law was inevitable. Even if the higher-ups realized that their decrees were twisted and used by the village chief for personal gain, they would personally come down to correct them one by one. Not only would that cause chaos and conflict, they also didn't have the manpower to do so … If a village sent a single person, a few hundred villages would be able to drain the largest administrative department, and could a single person really face an entire tribe?
Without a fast and direct communication channel between the higher-ups and the subordinates, as well as the ability to supervise transportation, orders only existed in theory. Every village and every region had their own leader and decrees.
"What's the difference between this and the past? Isn't it still the village chief who's the chief, and Sideen who's the great chief? "
The city was too large and complicated, but the internal connections were too loose. Rather than calling it a city, it was more like countless tribes gathered behind the city walls. The chiefs and headmen still had their reputations and manpower, and with the construction of factories and farms, they even had money and ammunition.
This kind of reality created a historical spectacle — the chaotic battle between the warlords behind the city walls.
Although this was indeed extremely chaotic and coincidental, under the situation back then, it was inevitable. Sideen was bound to die, and once he died, his successors wouldn't be able to control the situation without his prestige. The large city (country) that relied on the leader's personal prestige to maintain order would definitely fall into chaos.
However, if he could live a little longer, with the changes of the times, new education and legal reforms, perhaps the situation would be slightly different … But there were no ifs in history, and what should have happened had happened.
It could be said that the two city lords had done well. They had already led their tribe to take a big step forward, but their most basic tribe members didn't feel that their way of life was any different from before.
But now, many things had changed.
"I never thought that the thing that would change our way of life would be this little Divine Artifact Box."
In front of Rorschach, the chief who was draped in animal skin was sighing … as he played with eating snakes.
Yep, that's right, the Divine Artifact Box he was talking about was a mobile phone.
Rorschach looked at the old-fashioned Locya who was treated like a treasure by the chief with a dumbfounded expression … It really was a Divine Artifact Brick.
Rorschach didn't know which company's product it was, but these things were already rampant in the Harlet Wastelands. If the technology and market weren't a problem, plagiarism from another world would be a profitable business with no cost.
In the past, the interference of the Demonic Mist made it impossible to use mobile phones here, but as the Demonic Mist slowly dissipated, and the telecommunication network built along the train network was gradually built, the towns along the railway line had mobile phone signals.
Direct communication between the border town and Vila Nova Dônia was impossible. There were too many interference, and all sorts of beasts would tear down a section of the railway line and flatten a few base stations every few days. The time of disconnection was longer than the time of communication, but internal communication between two neighboring towns and a single city was still barely possible.
Not only mobile phones, but televisions, radio stations, and telegraphs were also gradually introduced into the Harlet Wastelands. The railway network closed the distance between each side, and the telecommunication network closed the distance between each side.
Because of this, the tribes in the depths of the wastelands had also noticed the changes in the era. The tribesmen who occasionally returned with new gadgets would naturally show filial respect to the chief, and the wise leaders wouldn't let go of the opportunity of the era's change. Their eyes were always looking outside.
In the past few years, the great chiefs who were bystanders had probably been waiting for the day when the chaos in Cape Town would end.
It seemed that the day had finally come. So, they came knocking on the door.
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