In fact, compared to the people of Fontaine, the people of Sumeru discriminate against the people of the desert even more severely. They built a sand-proof wall to separate the desert from the rainforest, forming two completely different worlds. In addition, the Akademiya also prohibits the spread of knowledge in the desert, which has kept the people of the desert in a state of barbarism and backwardness.
As the only remaining oases in the desert are gradually eroded by the dead domain, more and more people of the desert begin to flee this barren land, and their first choice of destination is Fontaine.
At first, the people of Fontaine accepted them with an open and tolerant attitude, and gave them preferential treatment that surpassed that of ordinary citizens in all aspects. However, these people of the desert regarded this kindness as a manifestation of the weak obeying the strong. They not only enjoyed these special treatments with a clear conscience, but also repeatedly trampled on the laws of Fontaine and committed many vicious cases.
Finally, the unbearable Arlecchino signed an expulsion order, ordering the West Factory guards to forcibly expel all the people of the desert.
Although most of the people of the desert have been expelled, a small number of them have hidden. At the same time, there are still a steady stream of people from the desert smuggling into Fontaine, becoming an unstable factor in Fontaine society.
Yide collected his thoughts, looked at Neuvillette, and said in a deep voice, "I will personally solve this problem."
Neuvillette pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Director Yide, I suggest that you try to avoid using too bloody means when dealing with this matter. Although the people of the desert are barbaric and backward in some aspects, they are also human beings after all."
Hearing this, Yide was speechless. He raised his voice and solemnly emphasized, "I am not a bloodthirsty butcher!"
Neuvillette smiled and did not directly respond to Yide's words, obviously not completely believing his words.
Yide did not explain any more. Because for him, if killing became the best way to solve the problem, then he would not hesitate to choose to go on a killing spree.
After the meeting with Neuvillette, Yide did not return to Furina's palace, but embarked on the road to his own villa.
After walking for more than half an hour, he finally came to the courtyard of the villa.
More than a year had passed quietly, and everything here seemed to have not changed. However, the completely white hair and more stooped back of Old Dirk, who was trimming the branches in the courtyard, silently told the story of the passage of time.
"Young master, you're back." The moment Old Dirk saw Yide, he immediately put down his tools and walked to him excitedly.
Yide nodded, "Yes, Uncle Dirk, I'm back."
Then, Old Dirk began to ask about his recent situation with concern, his words full of warmth and care.
Once people get old, they often become long-winded, and Old Dirk was no exception. He always repeated what he had just said over and over again, but Yide patiently answered every question. He understood that the old man's rambling words contained sincere concern and deep love.
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In Sumeru, in the God Creation Workshop deep within the Akademiya, the lights were brightly lit, reflecting a space full of technology and mystery.
In the center of the workshop, a semi-finished mechanical divine body stood majestically, like a giant about to awaken.
Around this mechanical divine body, hundreds of scholars and staff were busy, their expressions revealing fatigue, but their eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation.
Not far away, the Grand Sage Azar and Dottore stood side by side, jointly staring at this mechanical divine body that was still under construction.
"The construction speed of the Akademiya is really disappointing." Dottore's voice revealed a hint of contempt, "Half a year is about to pass, but the progress is still only half."
Hearing Dottore's words, Azar frowned unhappily. He retorted, "The Akademiya has exhausted all its resources to build this mechanical divine body. And you, as an exile, are not qualified to comment on the work of the Akademiya!"
Faced with Azar's ridicule, Dottore did not show any anger. For a person who would become his experimental material, he had no need to be angry.
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly, "Grand Sage Azar, I just want to remind you that the longer the time drags on, the more variables there will be."
Azar still dismissed his words, "I don't need your reminder."
Dottore's mouth carried a hint of ridicule, "That's right. After all, you are the Grand Sage of astrology, and you have a far superior ability to interpret the future than ordinary people."
These words completely angered Azar.
He flushed red, like an angry beast, completely losing the demeanor of a Grand Sage, and shouted angrily, "Shut up, exile!"
The reason why Azar was so angry was that the stars at this time had become hazy and completely unreadable, losing any research value. This made him feel extremely frustrated and anxious, so Dottore's ridicule was like adding fuel to the fire, making him unbearable.
Dottore appreciated Azar's angry look, and his heart was full of pleasure.
He waved his hand and said lightly, "Since Grand Sage Azar dislikes me so much, then I will leave for the time being."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Looking at Dottore's departing back, Azar snorted coldly.
He secretly vowed that when he created a god, he would completely eliminate this exile to relieve the hatred in his heart.
After leaving the God Creation Workshop, Dottore quietly came to a hidden laboratory in the Akademiya.
The light in the laboratory was dim, and the air was filled with a fishy smell of blood, which was nauseating.
The ground and the experimental table were littered with discarded human organs and tissues, which were particularly glaring.
In a dark corner, there were several cages, and each cage held a person. They all had one thing in common, that is, they were all infected with the terrible Eleazar.
Dottore walked to a cage where a middle-aged man was imprisoned, dragged the terrified man out roughly, and then ruthlessly placed him on a cold experimental bed.
Immediately after, a very bloody and disgusting experiment began, and Dottore's face showed a crazy and distorted smile.