Chapter 1321: Valley Village

Joan can see that most of the local people in the Far East who share the same car with them are happy from the heart, not as the imperial authorities declared in the newspapers, "to be squashed by the rebels", "to live in the water" .
The local people's attitude towards the former sovereign state is also very clear, full of contempt and hatred, and it is hoped that the imperial forces and the Holy Light Church will get out of the Far East and stay away from their lives. Unlike the official media reports of the empire, "I hope the King will come to rescue day and night."
The train whistled again and slowly stopped at the platform.
Joan, Medea, and Ruby got out of the car with people, and the first time they stepped on the platform, they suddenly felt bright.
The train platform in Gudi Village is built to be wider and cleaner than Wufeng Township, and the waiting room looks like a "country club" in the north of the New World.
Passengers can sit in an armchair in the waiting hall for a short break, spend a little money to enjoy beer, refreshments, fruit and tobacco, or go to the billiard room next door to try their hand.
Joan and his party left the station and walked into the entrance of the village. The neat streets stretched out in front of them. The buildings on both sides of the street were also beautifully built, as if entering a fairy tale world.
What surprises Joan is that Gudi Village’s complete public facilities are located near the village office, where you can find commune hospitals, animal husbandry stations, primary schools, churches, warehouses, public security offices, tax and savings offices, and what locals call "supply and marketing." Grocery store.
The residents of Gudi Village have a total of less than 2,000 people, and the population is not as good as Joel’s hometown, Delin Town. However, compared with the convenience and completeness of public service facilities, Joan has to admit that Delin Town can’t keep up with Gudi for another 20 years. village.
Which is like a small village in a backcountry?
No one will object to moving to the New World and saying that it is a bustling city.
The residents of Gudi Village have reason to be proud of their lives.
With a hint of curiosity, Joan and the two female companions walked into a pub at the entrance of the village, looking for locals to inquire about the snakes and beasts.
When I walked in, the pub was surprisingly deserted, and there were few people in total. The guys who ran the church were very polite. They smiled and greeted them to sit down. They seemed to inadvertently ask if they were tourists, businessmen, or adventurers.
It was seen at a glance that he was a foreigner, and Joan was used to it. After a little consideration, he replied that he and his companions are adventurers and are looking for a monster called "Chicken Snake Beast".
This topic aroused the interest of the pub folks and told Joan that the shrub forest area near the "Misty Swamp" in the north of the village heard people say that there are such monsters that can turn people into stone statues.
However, since the Northern Railway was built, the monsters running through the forest have been scared by the roaring trains and hid in the mountains, or hunted down by the commune security team. Now I want to look for rare monsters such as chickens and snakes. It's too dangerous to go deep into the primitive jungle!
The pub guy seemed to see that Joan didn’t want to give up chasing the chicken, snake, and beast, so he kindly told him that if he had to enter the mountain, he had better go to the sheriff, the druid in the village, and the brother-in-law to talk to him— These three are powerful people in this village, and there is no problem that they cannot solve.
Joan made a careful note of the pub man's advice and was about to continue to ask him for news. There was a bell outside the window.
Joan looked at his pocket watch at exactly six o'clock in the evening.
The bell sounded like a signal. In a short time, the tavern door was pushed open, and a group of farmer-like men poured in. In a blink of an eye, the pub that had just appeared very deserted was full of voice. A glass of white foamy beer was delivered, and laughter and malt aroma permeated the entire pub.
"Sorry, it's time to work on the farm, I have to go and greet the folks, I'm out of company first.
The pub guy smiled apologetically and turned to get busy.
Joan and Medea glanced at each other to realize that the state-owned farm in Gudi Village commutes regularly like a factory. After get off work, the farm workers met to have a drink at the tavern to alleviate the fatigue accumulated during the whole day of work, and the tavern ushered in the peak of business.
More and more customers poured into the tavern, almost bursting the bar. Customers who couldn’t find a seat simply picked up a glass of beer and stood against the bar while standing and drinking, while talking loudly with their companions beside them. The atmosphere was quite warm.
Joan soon noticed that in such a crowded tavern, an empty space was cleared in the center of the hall and a chair was placed. This area seems to be a forbidden place, surrounded by crowds, it seems to be expecting something.
"Who knows where the brother reading the newspaper went?"
"Hey! Ivan! Come and tell us what news is there today!"
In the crowd's urging sound, the young man who had just accompanied Joan and chatted with them took a roll of newspaper to squeeze out the crowd, not wanting to wipe his sweat, he jumped into the center of the hall with an arrow, and sat upside down in a chair, skillfully straddling up. The chin rested on the back of the chair, opened the newspaper, and read aloud from the first edition.
The literacy rate of the rural residents is generally not high, and they cannot read books and newspapers by themselves. The tavern arranges a man with a little ink in his stomach to read newspapers for customers and convey news anecdotes. It is not uncommon. Joan’s in Port Leiden and Midgard City The pub has seen similar situations.
However, Port Leiden and Meadgard City are, after all, the largest cities in the New World. The village taverns in Delin do not have this kind of newspaper reading service. To be honest, the villagers do not care much about any news reports.
These were nothing, and what shocked Joan even more was that the newspaper that the pub guy was reading aloud was actually the "Motherland Daily" that was just released today.
"Motherland Daily" is the official newspaper of the Kingdom of Kolas. It is typeset and printed every morning in the capital of Kolas. It is unbelievable that within the day of the publication of the newspaper, in this small mountain village thousands of miles away from the capital, local subscribers You can get this freshly published newspaper!
how did you do that?
As a mage, Joan certainly knows that using magic such as "item teleportation" can transfer documents across thousands of miles, but the spell can only transfer one document at a time, if it is used to transport thousands of newspapers and periodicals. , The cost is too high!
In the Far East, remote villages such as Gudi Village can easily obtain the newspapers and magazines published that day. The Kolas government will not hire tens of thousands of spell-casters to act as "newsboys" and specially distribute newspapers. How is it established in reality? What about a newspaper delivery network covering more than 4 million square kilometers across the country?
The genius mind with a juvenile mage's intelligence attribute of up to 33 cannot yet conceive a practical solution to this problem.
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