Wasteland, Havana, Fuxing No. 1 Middle School, cafeteria.

Praying before meals….

"Thank you, Commander Victor Hugo, for giving us food, saving us from famine and disaster. We are sincerely grateful for this and will offer all our loyalty to show our obedience. Amen!"

Jenny, the beautiful principal, takes the lead in holding pre-meal prayers every day. All teachers and students must be respectful. Anyone who does not cause trouble will be punished, ranging from confinement to expulsion.

After the short prayer ended, the whole cafeteria suddenly became lively. Today is the weekly food day, and everyone is looking forward to what delicious food will be served later.

Since Zhou Qingfeng harvested a large amount of dehydrated waste food and aged grain, Havana's breeding industry has begun to expand crazily. Filling the stomach is no longer the need of the 'Aurora Legion', how to eat delicious food and satisfy them is everyone's next goal

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However, it is still beyond the capabilities of the legion to feed hundreds of thousands of people, but it can still be done by letting school students eat more food every weekend for dinner. However, prayer before dinner is indispensable.

A bit slanderous.

"Why do we praise the commander of the army? We should thank God." Bebeni, who likes to complain, expressed dissatisfaction, "There is no religious freedom here at all. This is a blasphemy against my faith."

"Babeni, shut up. If God really existed, he wouldn't let us suffer." Schultz held a knife and fork, his eyes fixed on the iron door of the cafeteria. There were more than a thousand students in the cafeteria.

He seemed to be sitting quietly, but his body was tense and fully prepared.

John also scolded angrily: "Babeni, if you make me unable to eat tonight's snack, I will never let you go. This is a delicacy that only comes once a week, and my stomach has been waiting for it for a whole week.

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Even the always calm little Harris cursed in a low voice: "Babeni, you have harmed us several times. Last time you wrote a love letter to Principal Jenny indiscriminately, causing the people in our group to be punished for a week.

Men's restroom. If you mess around again this time, I will push you into the restroom and eat shit."

The four friends who came from Washington have been living in Havana for a month. This month has made them understand many things - the most basic one is not to provoke the authority of the Legion.

And just when the three friends stopped Bebeni from committing suicide, there were four students opposite their table. There were eight people sitting at the round table in the restaurant. A big bowl of food would be served later. It depends on how fast each person eats.

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However, there will be trainers watching in the cafeteria, and no one is allowed to move without orders. Anyone who dares to mess around will be sent to solitary confinement. There are also one group in a group and a continuous sitting system. So little Harris and others are most worried about Bebeni.

Open your mouth and cause trouble.

However, after hearing the low conversation between little Harris and others, the other group of four boys at the same table stared at Bebeni, and one of them provoked: "Boy, keep talking. For your firm belief, go and talk to the trainer."

Let’s talk about the prayers, we all support you.”

Bebeni opened his mouth and seemed to be hesitating. The shorter John suddenly became anxious. He knew that his companion was just complaining out of habit, and did not really want to provoke the religious policy enforced by the legion at all. This kind of death is a big deal.

The consequences will be serious.

Seeing that something was wrong, Schulz quickly shouted: "We are loyal, patriotic Catholics, and we believe that Victor Hugo is God. Yes, that's right, that's the truth. Anyone who dares to deny this will be punished.

Let’s kill them.”

The energy of the four boys opposite them suddenly froze, but they didn't have the guts to talk nonsense about matters that mattered to their lives. It would be terrible if they were caught by their pigtails.

Bebeni, who had been in a daze at this time, said weakly: "I actually wanted to say that today's extra meal should be braised pork. I can already smell that drooling smell. In Chinese terms, it's so oily.

, the fragrant and creamy taste is the love of life’.”

Little Harris and others were immediately overjoyed. They all looked at the four boys across from them with sly smiles, "You have the guts not to eat pork! You have the guts to jump up and say this goes against your beliefs! We are happy to see this."

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There are too many people pouring into Havana now. Opposite little Harris are four children who believe in Green Christianity. But faced with the provocation of little Harris and others, a child opposite also whispered: "We are equal, fraternal and true bishops."

, we follow the teachings of Caliph Victor Hugo and we can eat any kind of meat.”

coward…….

Hypocrites….

coward…….

The two groups of boys blamed each other for all the crimes they could think of. Anyway, they just didn't like each other. Until the iron door of the cafeteria opened, and the master chefs from the kitchen came out carrying large bowls of food.

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Wow..., there was a commotion in the cafeteria. The big bowl filled with food was as big as a basin, and inside it was hot braised pork that had just come out of the pot.

When faced with delicacies, everyone at the same table was an enemy, and everyone began to calculate which piece of meat was the biggest, most fragrant, fattest, and most satisfying. Little Harris and others even had sparks with the pagans opposite.

"Okay, let us thank Victor Hugo, the commander of the army, for the last time. It is he who allows us to live a stable life in the last days of great suffering." Jenny stood up and gave her final ideological education.

Little Harris and others quickly said this again in the most sincere tone, and even Bebeni was extremely attentive, because after saying this, it meant that it was time to start eating!

"Wow..., this piece of meat is mine."

"Don't grab it, or you'll knock the bowl over and no one will be able to eat."

"Oh..., it's so hot, so hot, so hot. It's delicious, delicious, delicious."

At this time, more than a thousand children had thrown their faith into the air and wanted to eat first. The whole scene was a storm, swift and decisive. A basin of braised pork weighed about ten kilograms, and even the soup was licked up in less than three minutes.

, no one is satisfied yet.

"Damn, these believers eat faster than us."

"I think I can actually eat up this basin all by myself."

"Why is it that I just finished eating, but I feel like I've already digested all the meat?"

The students in the cafeteria were still full of food, while Zhou Qingfeng was dealing with recent matters related to religious reform in the office. Since the launch of the 'rectification movement', the cohesion of the Legion's ruling class has greatly improved, so he began to deal with civil issues.

Because Havana has diverse races, languages, and religions, many people hope that the Legion can allow the existence of multiculturalism. But Zhou Qingfeng rejected this, "Diversity, integrate them all, unity is the only strength!"

A leader, a group, a belief, a world.

The result was a large number of people protesting.

"Seven Jewish priests protested against the blasphemy of God by the legions? These people were well fed and allowed to do hard labor."

"The Green Sect residents want to hold a demonstration and hope to respect their customs? Kill them all, wait..., these are also laborers. The women go to the Cat Claw Club, and the men go to raise pigs for me. If they can't be raised, they will be killed.

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"Buddhists..., Buddhists also come to make trouble for me? Oh..., I hope to hold a seminar on harmony between religion and belief in accordance with the law. This is so good!"
Chapter completed!