A person sometimes suddenly has an awakening, like... suddenly understanding many truths that they didn't before. They begin changing their living and working style, continuously breaking through their past fixed image in ways people find hard to comprehend, step by step reaching the peak.

We call this process "the awakening of people."

Actually, not only individuals can awaken, but the social consciousness formed by people can also undergo collective awakening, which we call "the awakening of society."

This is a process of rapidly changing issue awareness, starting from the awakening of only a few, to the awakening of many more. Such awakening replicates, spreads, and proliferates like a "virus" within the body of society!

Ultimately, it triggers a qualitative transformation process, which is currently happening in Nagariel.

Even though the Nagariel Youth Party has been identified as an illegal organization and people are being arrested everywhere, the things they bring, some slogans and changes, have already infected the whole society.

The society has already embarked on the process of awakening, and this process is irreversible. If there is a strong attempt to suppress this awakening process, this place will eventually become like the Amelia Region, turning into a battlefield of ethnic conflict.

There's no profit to speak of, and the confrontation of consciousness between the locals and foreign forces, armed conflicts, will destroy everything here.

Moreover, Nagariel's complex wild environment gives locals an advantage in the confrontation, making them hard to completely remove. The ultimate losers can only be the Federation people.

Lynch is very aware that the victors could not be the Federation people unless they are willing, like in the past, to completely erase a race from this world through a new round of extermination actions.

But this contradicts the self-portrayal of the Federation Government within the international society; they wouldn't agree to the United Development Company doing it this way. The only possible outcome is the complete retreat of the Federation people.

Although ethnic awakening cannot be suppressed and is irreversible, it can be guided, requiring people with "leadership qualities" to stand out as role models in the process of societal awakening.

Federation once experienced societal awakening too, moving from barbarism to civilization, from dispersal to integration, where some very important people and events played a crucial role.

Gadon would be a good candidate. Among the local younger generation, Gadon is perhaps the best choice—not to say Gadon is really impeccable, but compared to others who are more timid and ignorant even of basic truths, Gadon is clearly the only option.

In previous reports about him, be it from locals or foreigners, their understanding of him evidently surpasses their understanding of others. People always have preconceived notions and impressions, making Gadon easier to accept with a unique emotional regard than those unfamiliar faces.

As for how to control him...

Actually, there's no need for control; just let him walk forward on the only path.

By then, as Gadon becomes a role model for the young people of Nagariel, a spiritual guide, this awakening society can, according to architect Lynch's design, enter a stage more aligned with the interests of the Federation, more mature, and more profitable!

This is how capitalists changed people's perception of merchants and capital, and now this approach also suits Nagariel.

Returning home, sitting on the outdoor balcony watching the beach bustling with tourists in the distance, Lynch sighed with relaxation.

Currently, the atmosphere in Nagariel is getting somewhat hot, with today's temperature at least twenty-six or seven degrees, prompting him to change into short sleeves.

The intense sunlight has attracted many tourists here, providing people with an extra destination this year, namely the long coastline and golden beaches of Nagariel.

They can bask in the sun during this cold winter, enjoying all the happiness that only summer can bring.

The entire beach is almost entirely foreigners, with only a few locals, even if there are some, they are scantily dressed women.

The presence of these people doesn't actually bring some societal upheaval and change. On the contrary, the presence of these skilled women has made outstanding contributions to stabilizing social security.

Of course, there are still some issues that need to be addressed, like the currently erupting "marriage trend" where some young local women are fervently pursuing relationships with foreigners and have long-lasting connections. Now some of them are pregnant and insist on marrying foreigners; similar incidents have occurred on Lynch's construction site before.

In these matters, Lynch does not stand with the foreigners as they are the ones who initially couldn't control themselves, so whether it's giving money or sacrificing personnel, they must make a choice, which also adds a lot of positive "reputation" for Lynch locally.

Lynch differs from those foreigners of the past who always thought that only foreigners were right; he handles these foreign-related incidents impartially, and some people have a fairly good impression of him.

For instance... the short young man driving the convoy had thick eyebrows and a broad face, easily reminding one of positive roles in film and television works.

After the Nagariel Youth Party was identified as an illegal organization, the entire Youth Party was disbanded and reintegrated into society.

At intervals, they would contact each other, unlike in the past, gathering together every day, thus reducing the threat of the Youth Party in the eyes of the rulers.

Once this period passes and people's impression of the Youth Party fades, they can reappear under a different name.

So at this time, the Youth Party Leader in Mengwu Province is driving for Lynch's convoy. He quickly mastered the driving skills after studying in the technical school run by Lynch.

Actually, driving skills aren't as difficult as people imagine. As long as one isn't nervous or perceives it as a tough challenge, mastering it becomes very simple.

He has a name that was almost forgotten by people or has already been forgotten by some, Akumal.

At this moment, he hasn't thought much about any ambitious aspirations, only focusing on working seriously. As a technical position, his daily job is to drive a truck and transport materials to certain places with the convoy, always like this.

He doesn't need to load and unload himself; he just sits in the truck and waits. Moreover, this job brings him a daily wage of one dollar and eighty cents, settled in Federation Sol.

Whenever those loaders cast envious and jealous gazes at him and whenever he reports his work number and receives his payment of one dollar and eighty cents from the accountant at night, an unacknowledged pleasure arises within him!

This is the erosion and fraud of foreign capitalists towards the locals, the exploitation of local labor force, yet he cannot muster any hatred towards these foreigners. Instead, there's a pressing desire to face it, or rather a joy from labor never felt before, harvesting the fruits of labor!

In the past, there weren't many such jobs in Nagariel. Except for those with permanent jobs, most who wanted to work would go to the city's labor market every morning and wait for employers to arrive.

If you think this will land you a job and earn remuneration, you would be sorely mistaken.

This short-term labor market isn't actually large; every day indeed some people come to recruit temporary workers, but because demand is too little and supply is too much, competition is extremely fierce!

Chaotic competition for jobs ultimately results in many times where work has no pay, only a meal or two instead of real remuneration, money, or equivalent things.

You might think this is unworthy, but some are willing to do so. Employers merely need to stand in place for a while without saying anything, and those needing work will voluntarily lower the settlement method from "paying wages" to "a full meal."

Now, everything happening here, everything Akumal is experiencing, is filled with freshness, as long as you work, you earn a wage, and he really likes this feeling.

He even has the thought of wanting to work for these foreigners for a long time. If he persists for another month or so, he will be promoted to a second-level employee and be able to earn a weekly wage of thirteen dollars and fifty cents, and if third-level... fourth-level...

He is now somewhat perplexed as the Youth Party Headquarters told them these foreigners came here to oppress and exploit the people here.

But they pay wages, daily pay, never withholding, yet before, those local elders never did, which puzzles short-statured Akumal, and he doesn't quite understand.

After finishing transportation, the vehicle was parked in the parking lot for maintenance.

From the convoy captain, Akumal learned that these trucks were actually discarded by the Federation and that the Federation has larger and more capable trucks, although none were transported here.

These trucks had been working in the Federation for a long time, their conditions were not particularly good, so every time after work they have to be inspected to ensure they don't break down on the road during the next transport.

The impulsive and irritable young man wasn't allowed to drive because his driving actions were rigid, to put it simply, very tense, so he couldn't become a driver.

However, he achieved good results in automotive repair training, demonstrating some talent in car repair, and now he has partnered with short-statured Akumal, specializing in checking the condition of the vehicle.

While he was lying on the ground inspecting the transmission shaft with some problems, several policemen suddenly appeared nearby and started walking towards them.

Akumal realized something was wrong a bit late; he wasn't as alert as before, plus he hadn't done anything recently, making him fail to perceive danger upon seeing the police immediately.

As police quickly approached them, he realized his mindset was dangerous.

He kicked the tire, and the policemen noticed his action, immediately running over.

The impulsive and irritable young man just crawled out of the car when he was caught by a few policemen.

He struggled and shouted, "Why are you arresting me?"

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