King-Chapter 1430 - 3.3_Responsibility

In the Magic World, anything is possible.

Nearly a million free citizens, plus three hundred thousand serfs, and a large number of interns from various academies joined the Pioneer Army, creating a force capable of turning decay into magic.

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"Transport manure?"

"Commander, you must be joking!"

Commander Charles asked incredulously.

Unlike other arrivals, Hudson has a habit of building septic tanks. Often near military camps, there are large and small septic tanks specifically for storing human and animal waste.

Vegetables damaged during transport are usually thrown in as well. Once the pit is full, it’s sealed on the spot.

The outside world only thinks Hudson is clean and tidy, and this has circulated among the Noble circles during leisure time, but no one took it seriously.

"Commander Charles, you heard it right, this is a military order!

The command center orders all units to clean the septic pits. The manure taken out should all be transported to the Lakeside of the Snow Moon, where local officials will handle it uniformly."

Captain Rolex Sofia replied seriously.

Understanding doesn’t matter, an order is an order. As soldiers, their only duty is to execute commands.

Although transporting manure doesn’t fit the image of Nobility, officers following Hudson have been specially trained.

They might have skipped the septic pits, but everyone has waded through muddy pits. No matter what the image, they couldn’t withstand the boss throwing them into the mud pit.

There was no public uproar because the Aristocratic Military Officers who participated in the training kept silent about the special training content, under the premise of confidentiality principles.

Batch after batch of victims eagerly joined the training camp, only to leave in distress.

"The mud pit" was just one of the training projects. There were many similar harmful tricks, and those Aristocratic Military Officers who underwent training would have a strong heart.

No matter how active they were before, after training ended, everyone kept their mouths shut. In front of anyone, they never mentioned the training content.

The command that seemed very bizarre to Commander Charles left the well-informed Captain Rolex Sofia feeling unfazed inside.

"Yes, Commander!

Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Commander Charles immediately replied.

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The convoy advanced slowly, while the waiting fleet by the Lakeside of the Snow Moon was eagerly anticipating.

A portion of the collected manure from the army was transported to the Eastern Region for use by the free citizens; the other portion went southwest to the Snow Moon Territory.

A typical case of using power for personal gain, only no one regarded this stuff as treasure, leaving Hudson with undeserved advantage.

Having tasted the benefits of composting technology, the Baojia Leaders responsible for receiving the manure didn’t find it smelly at all. They gave the officers transporting the manure the warmest smiles.

On the other side, the expression of the free citizens on the manure transport ships was entirely different. If not for the Knight Master managing them with strict orders, they wouldn’t have come no matter what.

The different attitudes led to different results. One side’s manure transport ships were full, while the other side’s were barely half-filled.

No matter how much was harvested, today’s transport task was only so much.

The clever Tasi was the first to notice something off. If manure was useless, the other person’s behavior was too strange.

Could this stuff really, as the Agricultural Technology Manual claimed, promote grain growth?

The seed of doubt had sprouted and started rooting. The shrewd Tasi didn’t initially share his suspicions with others.

He followed the fleet back to the station, transferred the manure from the ship cart by cart, then distributed it to each household in the village.

The villagers receiving the manure all had mournful expressions. If not for the Knight Master supervising from a distance, it’s likely they would have started swearing openly.

With a stomach full of reluctance, everyone gritted their teeth and reluctantly spread the manure on their newly cultivated "virgin land."

Compared to others, Tasi worked particularly hard, strictly following the requirements. His intuition told him that there would be benefits from doing so.

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