Diego's head was a little dazed. His eyes were dry, and his thoughts stopped. This was a normal reaction when facing something that he could not understand and that was beyond his imagination.
The eyes on his dirty face were wide open, and his dry lips opened and closed. Half a second later, he shouted as if he had been struck by lightning, "You're lying! My mother was fine when I left home this morning!"
The adult working on the farm next to him panted, "I'm not mistaken. The entire farm was burned!"
"And your mother …"
"Mom!"
Throwing away the half-eaten avocado in his hand, Diego ran towards the farm with his legs wide open.
"Mom!"
This area was made from avocado farming, and Diego's family lived in the avocado plantation. He was not tall, but his legs had the demeanor of a football player driven by his urgent emotions.
"You're not talking nonsense, are you? I saw Diego's mother this morning."
"Diego, wait for me!"
"Diego!"
Diego left his little friend far behind him. He ran for his life in less than three minutes to finish the journey that used to take more than ten minutes to complete.
Before he reached the farm, Diego's running speed slowly slowed down. He looked at the burning farm in a daze.
Patches of avocado trees, the small broken house where he and his mother lived, and the small piece of corn planted behind the house — this was the rations for him and his mother to improve their lives.
But at this moment, everything was burning in the flames. Memories were firewood, adding more strength to the flames.
"Boom ~"
Michoacan was located in the tropics, and the weather was hot all year round. The burning plantation made the hot weather even worse.
The flames spat out into the sky, and there seemed to be a human figure wailing and running in the flames.
However, everything was an illusion. With such a large flame, not to mention walking in it, even the thick smoke inside could make people faint.
"This is the Sanchez family's farm …"
"Quick, put out the fire!"
"Here's the water!"
"Clean up the surroundings first. We can't let the fire continue to spread."
"It's so hot!
There's a barrel of gasoline there. Hurry up and move that thing away. "
The fire continued, and the residents around Sanchez's farm came to extinguish it with all kinds of equipment. They must not let the fire spread to other plantations.
"Mom, mom!"
Seeing that Diego wanted to rush into the fire, the surrounding people hurriedly pulled his small body.
"Your mother isn't inside!"
A middle-aged uncle with a big beard shouted at Diego, "Diego, your mother isn't in the fire!"
"My mom ran out?!" Diego looked at the adult who had stopped him in surprise.
"I knew my mom would be fine. She's so devout and prays every day. God wouldn't let her be burned to death …"
Like the former suzerain, Ulica was also an evangelical country, and Diego wore the cross necklace his mother had given him around his neck.
Pious people wouldn't have bad luck. This was what his mother had always taught Diego. No matter how poor he was, he couldn't do bad things. All poverty and suffering were tests of God.
When the days were better, the trials were over, and God was watching; when the days were worse, the trials continued, and God was watching.
"No … your mom is hanging over there."
Diego's big eyes almost cracked as he ran a few steps in the direction of the bearded uncle's finger.
He raised his head, his heart almost stopped beating, and his blood flowed coldly.
The kind mother was no longer kind. Instead, she stared at the ground with a painful expression. Her hands and feet were folded and twisted strangely, and her face was white and purple.
It wasn't just his mother on the tree, but also the farmer's family, the other workers, and even his playmates of the same age couldn't escape the calamity.
Even Dora.
The twelve-year-old daughter of the farm owner, the little goddess of Diego's dreams, was also murdered, and her clothes were torn to shreds, all kinds of filth …
She always liked to wear pink clothes, carry a blue-purple backpack on her back, and have short hair, but at this moment, all the good things were hung up.
"Ah!"
Looking at Diego, who was hugging his head and squatting down with pity, the onlookers shook their heads and sighed.
"He's Diego, right? He seems to be the only survivor … If he was also on the farm, he would probably be finished."
"It's too tragic. How could he do such a cruel thing?"
"Seven or eight … a total of nineteen people …"
"Amen."
"It was the Gitans family who did it. There's also a letter they left here. They really didn't hide it at all. Poor Sanchez, how did you provoke Gitans and the others …"
Just as the adult holding the letter was about to read the contents seriously, his lower abdomen was suddenly hit, and Diego crashed into his stomach like a rocket.
Diego grabbed the adult's clothes with both hands and said, "Who is Gitans? What does it say?"
Diego didn't know much, so he could only let the adult read the letter. The world hadn't formed in his mind yet, so he couldn't understand the meaning of the adult's words.
The Japanese woman had also walked to the side of the fire at some unknown time. Her eyes under her sunglasses were unknown. She was alone in a chaotic country, but she didn't panic at all.
Even when she looked at the hanging corpse, the Japanese woman was still so calm. Even the natives of Miceken State couldn't bear to see such a cruel scene.
When the rabbit dies, the fox grieves. Who knows if ordinary people like them will be the next ones to be killed?
The crowd around the fire also saw the strange Japanese woman, but it was more important to put out the fire now, so everything else was put aside.
She then looked at the hanged people. The corpses hanging from the trees looked like vines in the countryside.
"Gitans is … a big drug lord. You're still young, so you don't understand."
"The Sanchez family probably didn't sell their avocado to them, or they didn't pay the protection fee, or they're just putting on a show for us …" The man holding the letter analyzed all the possibilities. Cruel things happened all the time in this land.
Whether it was avocado or mountain silk seedlings, as long as it was a business they were interested in, it would be involved with blood and war.
Killing people on the street, shooting the mayor in his private car, dismembering his corpse and mailing the pieces to his family … These were the daily tasks of the Ulica Bandit Gang.
If Diego had dared to pester him like this in the past, this adult would have slapped Diego on the head long ago.
However, at this moment, the adult only had pity in his heart. It was good to let this little fellow vent his emotions. After all, without his mother, who was the pillar of life, Diego might not be able to live on this land for too long.
"I'm going to kill them, I'm going to kill Gitans!!"
Little Diego was like a cub with a ferocious face. Even though the adult was trying his best to stop him, he still bit the adult's arm crazily with his teeth.
"You little bastard!
What are you biting me for! "
In pain, the adult had no choice but to let go of his hand. Diego climbed up the tall Fallen Feather Fir in three steps.
Tears mixed with snot and sweat from running, Diego crazily bit open the hemp rope with his teeth and hands.
The hemp rope fibers slowly bit off, and then the corpse fell heavily to the ground.
"Mom!"
Diego also rolled down the tree. He held his mother's hand tightly, and the cross necklace hanging around her neck shone brightly in the light of the fire.
In the end, such a devout person did not pass the test of the gods.
The figure of the Japanese woman disappeared again at some point. She was like a mysterious shadow that appeared and disappeared like a ghost.
With the power of the shadow technique, Takahashi pitifully stood side by side with Yuan on the small cliff.
From the cliff, one could completely overlook the small village. The fire that soared into the sky was only a corner of the village. Compared to the entire land, it was an insignificant small part. To the people who were in it, it was so painful that they wished they were dead, but in this world, it was just a fleeting moment.
There were avocados everywhere, and each fruit symbolized wealth. Although it was not as profitable as Amelica's' national flower ', there was no danger. There was no need to worry about being attacked by the local government, especially the Amelica government, so it was only natural that it would be targeted by the bandits.
"This is the chaotic Mercilica."
Yuan looked at the soaring flames with emotion and said, "The government has lost its power, and all the middle and basic levels are occupied by various groups and organizations. Even the regular army can't defeat the groups and organizations … Even the regular army and the police have been infiltrated by them. There are collusion everywhere. This country can be said to be rotten to the bones."
"This time, the massacre was driven by the avocados. Next time, it could be the blood-stained Mountain Silk seedlings or even wheat."
"As long as the wheat can bring a large profit, they will also assassinate, fight, and slaughter villages for the wheat. Whoever doesn't hand over the wheat to them will be slaughtered."
"This is the bloody truth of your human world."
Takahashi pitifully did not say anything. She still looked at the burning plantation without a ripple.
This massacre was insignificant compared to the human lives stained by her hands, and other people's affairs were even more insignificant. She was a calm neutral, neutral in chaos.
"It's hard to imagine such a thing in the peaceful country you live in, but in my opinion, the entire East Asian and Europa region is the abnormal in the world, living in a strange peace."
"The land area accounts for three-tenth of your entire world, and in this three-tenth of 150 million square kilometers of land, the real peaceful land area is only 50 million square kilometers. The rest is in hunger, war, chaos, poverty, and despair. One-tenth of the world is peaceful, and ninety percent is chaotic."
Mizuno used a trick in the proportion. After all, seventy percent of the world's area was the ocean.
"Is there no solution?" Takahashi pitifully finally spoke.
"It's too difficult for me, a person from another world, to ask this. Even the big shots in the human world couldn't come up with a solution, so what can I do?"
"This kind of thing can't be solved even if a real god appears."
On the surface, Angelica's problem was political instability and the loss of control over the people, but in essence, it was driven by economics. The large country in the north crushed Angelica's industry and agriculture in an unparalleled manner. Apart from the service industry, almost all of the 120 million citizens lost their jobs.
The industrial products produced were not as good as their northern neighbors in terms of quality and price, not to mention their agriculture. They could produce and sell their own products, but they were vulnerable to their northern neighbors' large-scale agriculture. The northern neighbors' agricultural products were much cheaper than their own products even when transported across the ocean to other countries.
Angelica's unemployed labor force was organized to plant Mountain Silk seedlings, and the Mountain Silk seedlings were processed and exported to Angelica. They then used the money to exchange for Angelica's industrial and agricultural products.
From production, sales, organization, and supply and demand, the entire process was perfectly integrated. The economic foundation determined everything. Chaos had been engraved in the foundation of the country, and this was a dead knot that could not be untied.
Even if one day a political strongman appeared in Angelica and used a million troops to wipe out all the organizations in the country and destroy the Mountain Silk seedling industry, as long as there was no industrial and agricultural system established, it wouldn't take long before the unemployed people spontaneously formed new organizations, and the country would once again fall into chaos.
This was the objective law of the economy. It was like the gears of an industrial machine, ruthlessly pushing forward.
Adding on the external factors of their northern neighbors, Angelica's future could only be described as dark.
"So what do you want me to do in Angelica? Just to see a tragedy in the human world?" Takahashi pitifully took off his sunglasses.
Kuan pouted. "You really are a cold and heartless woman. Even this kind of human tragedy can't awaken your compassion."
"Isn't it just like you said?"
Takahashi looked at Kuan pitifully. "If the root of the problem isn't solved, this kind of tragedy will still happen every day. It's just a matter of probability."
"That's right."
In Takahashi's impression, Kuan was a very eccentric person. She was eccentric and crazy, making it hard to predict her next move. "I haven't told you what my goal is."
Takahashi pitifully became slightly interested. She knew that Hila's wish was to rebuild Norse mythology. This was probably known by everyone in the world.
"My wish is for the world to be peaceful and never have any more conflicts, just like Angelica."
This was Kuan's wish, not Mizuno's. Mizuno used the wish of the character in the original work without any shame.
"Why can't you turn Angelica into a peaceful country? If humans can't do it, then let us do it."
Kuan became emotional. "Don't you think this wish is very beautiful? Let more than a hundred million people escape from the abyss of suffering. First, Angelica, then we can continue south and turn the entire Central and South America into a peaceful country. There will be no wars, and everyone will live in peace."
"…" Takahashi pitifully fell silent. She got to know the strange person in front of her again.
This was not just a strange person.
He was also a naive strange person with water in his head. He actually had this kind of idea that even a primary school student would not have.
"So, why did you ask me to come here?
I don't have the ability to help you achieve world peace. Furthermore … "
"The value of a feather isn't that high."
Kuan suddenly clenched her fists and became excited. "No, you have the ability. No one is more suitable than you. Don't forget your identity!"
"You are an angel, an angel of the Gospel, an angel who brings peace to the world and eliminates conflicts. In Angelica, not only the civilians, but even the bandits worship you."
"Takahashi pitifully, you don't recognize your own power at all!"