My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 306 - 286: The Beast-eared Maidens’ World of Vigorous Production and Development

Chapter 306: Chapter 286: The Beast-eared Maidens’ World of Vigorous Production and Development

As for Rachael, don’t be fooled by her meticulous demeanor. Her political acumen is even worse than Lan Lin’Er’s. She’s just a girl who grew up in a tribe, what kind of groundbreaking wisdom can you expect from her?

Letting her continue to come up with ideas would turn this world into a place rife with religion once again, leading to various heresies, divine rights, and conflicts among believers—a plethora of religious nonsense.

Her best outcome is to become a henchman, the kind that just needs to be pointed in a direction to attack, and she enjoys not having to use her brain, only needing to think about how to eliminate entire families.

Therefore, Xue Dili decided to take them to another world to learn a thing or two, enlightenment at Longchang, and let the Old Demon Emperor clean up the mess here. At the very least, Xue Dili was unsure how to deal with the pitfalls of those divine aristocrats and the status-based system. Let’s see if the Old Demon Emperor, this political creature, can figure it out.

Xue Dili laid down rules named "Ten Commandments" for those pilgrims and temporarily left the mess to be handled by the Divine Squad Captain.

Why say it like that? In a group of dwarfs, pick the tallest one. Although the Divine Squad Captain used to be a divine being, he was the first anti-aristocrat and even a former City Lord, making him a temporarily selected manager of some skill among the illiterate.

Eventually, let the Old Demon Emperor pick a team he approves of.

Xue Dili also wanted to see things through to the end, throwing a Buddha’s statue all the way to the west, opening the gate to the Otherworld, and preparing to bring along two pure but clueless angels to teach them how to build a world.

...

The Otherworld, a land of suffering...

However, when Xue Dili brought the two angels here, he was instantly stunned.

A large group of beast-eared maidens or little Nanliang with beast ears shouted slogans, tilling fields, building houses, all actively engaging in construction.

The rumbling sounds of primitive steam machinery echoed in the ears, and all kinds of walls were covered with slogans.

"Vigorously develop construction and build a better tomorrow"

"Create a promising future with our own hands"

"Insult hardship, eradicate hardship, take control of our own future"

"Pleasure is shameful, labor is glorious"

"Exterminate the aristocrats and the hedonists, vigorously beat all sources of suffering"

These slogans were boldly highlighted on the walls, accompanied by strange blackboard drawings depicting Xue Dili and the Old Demon Emperor standing back-to-back with a brilliant red sun between them and countless beast-eared maidens encircling them as if worshipping the sun.

Xue Dili: "..."

Rachael: "..."

Lan Lin’Er: "..."

Over at the construction site for housing, a boy seemed to be dozing off.

"Stand up, no sleeping! What’s with that expression? What’s with that sleepiness? Drag out your sleepy demon and beat it up, you bastard!" an overseer immediately shouted angrily.

The dozing boy immediately awoke in shock, his face contorted: "Damned sleepiness, you sly dog that creeps up on me, come here! Die under my powerful fist of struggle! Today, I will beat you to death!"

Rachael: "..."

Lan Lin’Er: "..."

They looked in shock at the worker fighting his own sleepiness, the intensity of which seemed like a life-and-death duel.

It wasn’t just him; everyone here was like that. Injured? Then beat the wound hard to make it heal.

Tired? Then beat the fatigue hard so it doesn’t dare to reappear.

Everyone was in this spirit against the backdrop of significant construction.

Not far away, in the fields, a large group of people buried pre-cut Dragon Blood Potatoes in the ground, watered and fertilized them, and then tens of people clasped their hands together, loudly casting magic: "Childbirth Technique!"

The Dragon Blood Potatoes burst through the soil and grew strong, allowing for a harvest in a single day with just a few rounds of fertilization, watering, and spellcasting. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

This left the two angels stunned again.

Everyone here wore smiles on their faces, even if they were constantly working and even if there seemed to be an unending stream of tasks, but their smiles and anticipation for a bright future were unmistakable.

A few even entered a major city and witnessed this scene.

A large crowd with wooden sticks loudly pounded on a door: "Count Moru Yadi, hurry up and accept re-education through labor; your secret funding of a gang to construct a Kabuki Tavern has been exposed. Open up, your peasant granddads have come to pull you out for reform! Refuse to reform, and feel free to choose a street lantern as your seat!"

"Count, your worker granddads are here!"

"Count, your railroad granddads are here!"

"Count, your coachman grandfather is here!"

Outside, a large crowd had gathered, with everyone displaying the shadow of a dinosaur, while inside the mansion, the Count trembled. He couldn’t understand why the matter with the Kabuki had been handed over to the gang, yet still came to light.

Indeed, to liberate productivity, everyone in this world must work. The Old Demon Emperor despised the nobility and the Kabuki because, despite holding much of the resources and productivity, they did nothing but indulge in pleasure.

Drag them all to be reformed! They must work and develop productivity! Send the nobility to mix mortar, and the dancers either to the textile factory or the logistics and agricultural teams.

Just a Count from a bygone era, here even the King’s been dragged over by the Old Demon Emperor, now working the sewing machines in the textile factory. It’s said that the clothes the King sews are allowed to be embroidered with their family’s Iris, and can be sold at 1.5 times the market price.

In such a context, the Count’s mansion was soon broken into. Led by a beast-eared maiden wearing a "Production Captain" armband, the Count was forcibly taken to the construction site to mix mortar.

Then we heard the site captain grumble, "Why send over another noble? These pampered nobles can’t take hardship. The mortar they mix is rubbish. Why not throw them into the farming team instead?"

"They tried, but that noble secretly ate the potatoes meant for three people and got hung on a lamppost. Later, they figured these useless ones wouldn’t sneak mortar, so they threw them here."

"Fine, leave him be, make him pull an all-nighter mixing mortar!"

Thus, the seemingly glamorous noble begrudgingly had to mix mortar at the construction site as the alternative was a lamppost seat. Dutiful labor and reform might earn him a sliver of his estate to keep.

Why not resist? Because resisting nobles were already hung on lampposts, their weakness and compromise laid bare.

This journey left Lan Lin’Er and Rachael completely stunned; they’d never seen this kind of nationwide production nor this spirited work environment.

Here, there seemed to be no distinction between nobility and commoners. Everyone worked hard, and the so-called captain was merely the most efficient and leading worker. If the captain’s work wasn’t the best for several days, they’d be replaced.

Cartloads of potatoes were piled on carts, pushed cheerfully by beast-eared maidens with dirt and leaves on their faces, yelling at the city gate: "North Field 24 yields 6,000 pounds!"

"North Field 24 yields 6,000 pounds! All members of North Field 24 are credited twice!"

The record-keepers also shouted loudly.

Carts of Dragon Blood Potatoes were hauled into the city, weighed, and corresponding rewards distributed by designated personnel.

In this world, everyone was exceedingly beautiful, as they noticed. However, nobody considered shirking work because of their looks, like the bespectacled beauty radiating allure and intelligence, painting slogans on a wall under the blazing sun.

"Our hard work will bring happiness to future generations."

"Beat the land of hardship, become a new star of labor."

After completing her text, the giant dragon connected to her spine carried a paint bucket to another wall to write another production slogan.

This scene left the two utterly dumbfounded.

Even Xue Dili was dumbfounded.

Where has this Teleportation Gate sent him? Is this still the land of hardship?

Weren’t these beast-eared maidens always philosophizing about the "land of hardship" and the "meaning of life," like nihilistic artsy philosophers? How had the scene changed so dramatically in just a few days?

Over there, countless people were preparing the arena for the World’s Strongest Martial Arts Tournament, vigorously building a stage for the martial tournament, allowing the strongest to fight to their hearts’ content. Such battles were the most eagerly anticipated entertainment for the laborers, to witness the force and intensity of the battles.

"Are these people... still human?" Rachael asked the existential question.

Xue Dili couldn’t answer because he was also speechless at the world’s transformation.

In just a few days, the large-scale construction and production had begun. Xue Dili observed how Dragon Blood Potatoes grew like chives, houses and roads were visibly completed, the work efficiency blew his mind.

Where in the world did the Old Demon Emperor learn this stuff? Didn’t he only show the Old Demon Emperor the Great Qin Empire, Great Han Empire, Three Kingdoms, and the 24 Histories? Did something strange slip in, inspiring this astonishing wisdom?

But in any case, finding the Old Demon Emperor was the priority.

However, when Xue Dili located the Old Demon Emperor, he was by the river instead of the Commander’s Mansion, saying: "The thawing ice and snow on the permafrost is good, but soon, more melting ice water will flow into the rivers, likely causing dike breaches and other issues. The dam must be repaired before summer! I’ve also asked my Blood Giant Dragon to help with the dam construction. I demand 600 kilometers of dam to be finished in three months!"

"Otherwise, floods will destroy good farmland, damage houses, and form terrifying flood dragons. That won’t be simple to fix with just dam repairs. We’d even need hundreds of powerful warriors to combat the flood dragon to subdue it. So it’s better to limit the flood dragon’s birth with a dam first," the Old Demon Emperor explained further.

"Oh oh oh oh oh! Working daily with the Deputy Commander’s Blood Giant Dragon is worth any price!"

"Work, work!"

The Blood Giant Dragon also began assisting with the dam construction, the work heated up.

Soon, the Old Demon Emperor noticed Xue Dili and greeted him, "Xue kid, haven’t finished off those dog-breed nobles there yet? Need me to help? Can’t wait!"

The Old Demon Emperor flashed a bloodthirsty grin, as he saw many dog-breed issues during the noble confiscations and reforms, enraging him. Then he saw the life-premise system world sent by Xue Dili.

The nobles in that world were even more like dogs, driving him mad with rage, wanting to punch those divine nobles till their brains splattered out.