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    Hong Tao can understand this kind of system similar to the elimination of the bottom. In an era of lack of supplies, human beings can do anything to survive better.  Doing so will help ensure the productivity and resource conservation of the group. After all, there is no need to provide for the aged.

    But he doesn't quite understand the other system, and at the same time deeply regrets it.  The only identity of the Redeemer's women in the base is ascetic nuns. Apart from spreading the teachings collectively and attracting more congregants, they also do some light labor, such as serving as servants for high-level officials.

    However, the main job of the nuns is neither missionary nor labor, but to use their bodies to give male residents spiritual and physical comfort.  I haven't figured out the specific details, but I probably understand the meaning.

    These nuns will be divided into three grades, white, black and red.  White clothes are the lowest level, black clothes are in the middle, and red clothes are the highest.  It is logical that the number of nuns in white clothes is also the largest, the number of nuns in black clothes is in the middle, and the number of nuns in red clothes is the least.

    When they are pregnant, they will be taken care of by the Penance Order, and the children born will be raised and educated by the Penance Order.  That is to say, the children born in the base don't know who their parents are, they only know that they believe in gods and bishops.

    The only advantage of doing this is to increase the fertility rate and allow the population to grow and grow at the fastest speed.  The standard is correct, but the method is too extreme, and people are not treated as human beings, but as ants and bees.

    In addition, Hong Tao also seriously doubted the original intention of the Redeemer executives to do so.  And I am 100% sure that there are still dirty activities hidden in the Penance Order that are not known to outsiders.

    If it is just to increase the fertility rate, there is no need to classify nuns. The goal of doing so is self-evident. The high-level people must enjoy young and beautiful red-clothed nuns. This is not a bit of a return to the slave era.

    And they also put on the cloak of religion, using the zombie disease as an excuse to brainwash with very inferior and cruel means.  Anyone who raises objections will be expelled from the base and become refugees, or will be charged with blasphemy and burned to death at the stake, as if returning to the European Middle Ages when witches were hunted everywhere.

    The so-called Ascetic Order is a freak similar to the Inquisition created by the upper echelons of the Redeemer.  In addition to managing nuns, it also has some male ascetic monks, which are divided into white clothes and black clothes.

    According to a few words from Iszhawei while drinking, the ascetic monks have great power. They not only serve as religious policemen, spies and royal guards, but also tax officials and judges.

    Therefore, on the site of the Redeemer, it is not the most troublesome thing to offend the soldiers. If it is really reasonable and involves major matters, you can still file a complaint with the ascetic, and the chance of winning is not low.  If you get into trouble with the Ascetic Society, it will really be called every day, and the world will not work.

    These ascetic monks who hold the power of life and death and the power of judgment can call you a blasphemous devil with just one sentence, and then tie them to the poles at the bridge and light a sky lantern.  Everyone still has to spurn you, despise you, say you deserve it, and give high fives.

    Hong Tao resisted this kind of management from the bottom of his heart.  He himself has used religious incitement, but the purpose is completely different.  At that time, I just wanted to save the step-by-step education process and force the people to enter modernization, and the methods were not so dirty and cruel.

    "How can people become so thorough!" In my memory, the managers here have also contacted on the radio.

    They are a trio, two Han Chinese and one Uighur.  It sounds reasonable, and there have been in-depth discussions on how to improve efficiency and how to develop more balancedly.  But I haven't seen them for a few years, and it's incredible that they have become like this in order to consolidate their power.

    But for this situation, Hong Tao could do nothing but be dissatisfied in his heart, and he couldn't even show it.  Zhang Pinggui told him in private more than once, don't talk casually here.

    In order to prevent rebels from infiltrating, the Penance Society often disguised themselves as refugees and mingled in the settlements to inquire about news. Maybe they were drinking bootleg liquor and bragging about it just now, and they would be arrested because of a certain sentence just now.  Unjust dead ghost.

    However, not everyone is willing to give in. It is said that there are a group of people active in southern Xinjiang, who call themselves the Rebel Army, and they are specifically against the Redeemer.

    They are called rebels in the settlement area. If anyone can catch or expose a real rebel, he will be rewarded by the Ascetic Order, and he may be given a formal resident status.

    Hong Tao had never met anyone from the rebel army, but he knew who might be, such as Zhang Pinggui and Iszawi.  But he didn't want to expose it, but wanted to help the rebels grow as much as possible.

    It's not that I expect them to fight against the Redeemer, but after there is a strong competitor, the method of enslaving civilians by the Redeemer may be milder, and maybe there will be a change.

     Thinking about it, the pack horses have already descended the mountain along the path they often walk, and entered the plain south of the settlement.  Another three or four kilometers is the last checkpoint.  Hong Tao got off his horse and sat on the side of the road, took a sip of water, rolled up a cannon and smoked it slowly.

    "My mother, I really think of me as a humanoid truck!" But the other hand reached behind the stone, scraped the loose soil to touch it, and started cursing.

    Opposite this big rock is a small pump room that has collapsed, which is where he and Iszawi agreed to pick up the goods.  The goods are there, but they are a bit big, about the size of a small cantaloupe.

    Usually, what I carry with me are small-sized goods such as pills and batteries, and I can just put them in my arms.  Such a big thing must not be carried on the body, it is a bit troublesome.

    Although sentries generally do not check themselves, there is still a chance.  And this time the package is heavy as soon as you get it, and if you squeeze it hard to feel the shape inside, the danger will be even greater.

    What is it that is heavy, hard, and bulging, with a small bump on it?  The only thing Hong Tao could think of was grenades.  I also brought that thing with me, and hid it together with the long gun, night vision goggles, bulletproof vest, and spare ammunition at two fixed points on the mountain road, so familiar.

    Iszawi's fox tail finally showed. He actually let himself bring a grenade into the residential area. Is he preparing to fight with the gangsters who collect protection fees? You can't believe it if you kill him!

    How to do it?  Hong Tao thought for a while, and opened the package first, revealing two grenades with mottled paint, which should be made in Russia.  After checking the insurance, they were tied to the belt of the sheepskin pants, and one on each side was stuffed into the crotch.

    "This time it's really Bomberman, Iron Egg Prince!" Kerim's hand-stitched sheepskin pants are good at keeping warm and waterproof, but the crotch is fat and fat, which is similar to Burmese pants, and the appearance is old and dirty.  , Stuffed in two grenades, there is nothing unusual outside, it is really a smuggling weapon!

    After getting on the horse and walking less than a kilometer, several running figures appeared in front of the left, and there were screams.  Hong Tao casually glanced at seven or eight children, so he ignored them.

    These refugee children are either sneaking around in the settlement all day long or running out to look for food or things that can be exchanged for food. They are very wild and not easy to approach.

    "Grab him, grab him" But the child at the head seemed to run towards him on purpose, so Hong Tao couldn't help but become alert.  Who said that children can't hurt people, and they are hungry for a long time, so they are no longer children in the ordinary sense, but a group of little hungry wolves.

    "Ajia, run" But a sharper shout made Hong Tao stop his horse.  It sounds familiar, very similar to the children I met in the ruins of the town halfway when I first came, and that's what the little girl yelled.

    After a few seconds, I could see clearly that a seven or eight-year-old boy was running ahead, holding something in his hand.  Five boys chased after her, and at the end was the little girl who was running, shouting, and crying.

    "Stopget out!" That's right, it was the two of them, Hong Tao had always wanted to find these two children and ask them if they threw away the cans that night.  It's a pity that the inhabited area is too large, and I haven't encountered it after going around a few times.  It seems that the fate has arrived, and they actually met here.  Nothing to say, let's be righteous once.

    Two of the children chasing behind were older, at least 10 years old.  It is indeed fierce, seeing that he still does not intend to give up when he is an adult, and even picks up a stone from the ground.

    However, they were also very flexible. When they saw the black muzzle of the gun in Hong Tao's hand, they turned and ran away without daring to say a word.  The little boy in front was standing by the side of the road, panting with his hands on his knees, he could only speak for a long time.
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