Chapter 1440 Voting
After the victory in the southern border, it was about how to deal with the matters of the demon race, the wild beastmen, and the southern border area.
For this reason, the leaders of the three cities and the three clans sat down with the main officials to discuss.
The first is the issue of captives, and the first one to be discussed is the Demon Race.
"The demon race is capricious, insidious and cunning, and there will be endless troubles. My suggestion is to execute them all."
An official of the God-descendant tribe stood up, with hatred in his eyes, and cruelly proposed the extermination of the tribe.
The attendees were stunned.
Such a ruthless, army plus civilians, there are at least nearly a million people in the Demon Race, killing them all, isn't this a joke?
Chen Fang looked at the God-descendant official, and quietly asked Shikoti, "Who is he, he can say such nonsensical words, how did he get into this position?"
The people who can participate in this meeting today are all the most prominent group in the clan. Those who can sit in this position are either human beings or people with outstanding abilities. Which one is not a smart person? It is impossible to say such a thing. Kind of mindless talk.
Shikoti's complexion was not very good at this time, and she angrily told the official to sit down, and then said apologetically to Chen Fang and the others: "I am very sorry, the three thousand members of the Kafeiluo clan attacked the sacred mountain in the Mozu clan. When he was in the city, it was too late to follow the tribe to transfer, all of them were brutally killed by the demon tribe, and they were made into... that's why he said such a thing, please forgive me."
Shikoti didn't say what was done, but everyone sitting here knows that if it falls into the hands of the demons, death is not the final outcome, but entering their stomachs is.
After listening to Shikoti's explanation, everyone completely understood the mood of the god-descendant official. If their family members also ended up in such a fate, they would probably propose to kill all the demon-descendants just like him. After all, hatred is real. too big.
Everyone cast sympathetic glances at the sitting God-descendant official.
"Although I sympathize with what happened to the previous adult, I do not agree to kill the demon race."
"That's too bad. Once implemented, our reputation will sink into the abyss. Whether it is people from other parts of the mainland or our own clansmen, they will all regard us as butchers. It will cause panic and is not advisable."
A goblin official stood up and said.
Except for the God-descendant official, everyone else nodded in agreement.
"My proposal is to expel them all to the Great Wilderness of the Western Territory, and let them compete with the wild orc tribe above for the already barren living resources there."
"This will not only consume the population of the Demon Race, but also make the wild beastman tribe in the Great Wasteland no longer have the intention to go south or harass us through the Great Swamp."
The goblin officials then spoke out about his proposal.
"But what if the Demons don't compete with those wild orc tribes, but cooperate instead? That's not too bad."
Concerns were expressed.
"There is no need to worry about this at all. They will definitely not be able to unite. The Great Wasteland cannot support so many people. If the Demon Race goes there, they will definitely be hunted and killed by the Wild Beast tribe in the early stage and become a source of food."
"However, there are many demon tribes, and the wild orc tribe is so scattered. There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides. I don't think the result will be as you think, and the two sides will consume each other."
"Why not? The strength of the two sides is not so disparate. Although the demon tribe has a large number of people, the wild orc tribe is familiar with and adapted to the environment of the Great Wasteland. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Why can't they be evenly matched."
"I just think you're thinking too ideally."
"I think you're thinking too much."
The proponents and opponents began to quarrel, and then their supporters also joined in, and the scene became rowdy.
Chen Fang had no expression on his face, and looked at the rioting crowd with blank eyes, not knowing what was going on in his heart.
Gong Xiaobai, who had a headache watching everyone quarreling, couldn't take it anymore, and patted the table to stop the noise.
"Stop it all, this is not a vegetable market, it's not proper to make such a noise on any occasion."
The Terran officials fell silent.
Bliss and Shikoti also stopped the people on their side.
"Uncle...cough, handsome, look at this..."
When there was no more sound, Gong Xiaobai turned his head and asked Chen Fang who was in a daze.
Chen Fang was just about to think about it, and after recovering from his senses, he looked around and said, "There is nothing to discuss, we all rush to farm."
Everyone? ? ?
farming? What's the meaning?
Gong Xiaobai asked in bewilderment: "Uncle, I didn't understand what you said."
Chen Fang repeated it impatiently.
Really farming.
But there are hundreds of thousands of people, even if they really go, there are not so many lands to plant.
Everyone didn't know what expression to put on.
"Ahem, handsome, please tell me in detail, otherwise everyone will not understand what you mean."
To say that the one who knew Chen Fang better was Jimo who came to the meeting today. Seeing everyone's bewildered look at Chen Fang's words, she came out to set up a stage.
Chen Fang also knew that he was too unclear, so he said:
"Sorry, I was thinking about other things just now, and my words were a bit too brief. Now let me explain."
"When I say farming, I don't mean it literally. It represents many aspects."
"But before explaining, let me express some thoughts on how to deal with the demon race."
"First of all, I don't agree with hurting them or deporting them. I think it's better to keep them."
After finishing speaking, Chen Fang stopped talking and deliberately set aside time for others to ask questions.
Seeing that Chen Fang did not continue, everyone naturally understood what he meant.
So someone raised his hand to speak.
"Marshal, the Demon Race is extremely cunning, leaving them behind will definitely suffer backlash in the future."
Chen Fang asked the man to sit down after listening.
"I will not answer this point first, and I will answer you later."
"Now let's vote on the two proposals you mentioned earlier."
"Those who agree to exterminate the Demon Race raise their hands."
The people present didn't know what kind of medicine Chen Fang was selling in his stomach, but since it mentioned voting, they were willing to cooperate, so they waited and watched each other and began to make a decision.
After a while, Chen Fang took a look, and there were not many people raising their hands, only one in five of them, and most of them were descendants of gods.
"Okay, let it go."
"A hand that agrees to expel the Demon Race."
Although there are only two proposals, not everyone will definitely choose one of them, so it is not unnecessary for Chen Fang to ask them to vote again.
After a while, the number of people was counted. This time there were more people than before, accounting for about three-fifths. The rest of the people who did not participate in the vote should have other ideas.
"Let it all go."
"Judging from the results, most people still don't want killings to happen."
"Then, when it comes to dealing with the Demon Race, don't think about that again."
Chen Fang made a final decision.
Most of those present agreed, except those who disagreed.
"Okay, the next step is to vote on whether the expulsion of the Demon Race will affect our future."
"Those who think that expelling the demon race will surely breed tigers in the future raise their hands."
Swish Swish.
Almost 70% of the people present felt that the Demon Race would become a threat in the future.
Chen Fang looked at the number of people and smiled slightly.
"Obviously, most people realize that expelling the Demon Race is an act of letting the tiger go back to the mountain."
"So combined, the real attitude of most people is that the demon race can neither be killed nor let go."
"Then I propose to reform them through labor."