Chapter 71 Future Planning

Hotel outside the market at night.

The walls are built with dark blue stones, the gaps are filled with some kind of sediment, and covered with a delicate outer layer, which is strong and beautiful. This style of architecture has been seen everywhere since the founding of Crancia and served as an excellent transition.

Loren Hill was on the second floor of the hotel at the moment, sitting by the open window, looking at the market in the distance.

By night, the border fairs are closed. This is because in the past, there were often incidents of theft and deception at night. After all, it was dark and the vision was not good, and some people with bad intentions would make various small actions.

So much so that the market was simply closed at night, which would save manpower for maintenance and allow everyone to have a good rest.

The tavern is brightly lit, and from time to time there are lively conversations, the sound of wine glasses colliding and liquid pouring, and the sound of bards plucking the strings, telling the beautiful and magical legends of the grasslands.

Most of these poets are human, and a few are orcs.

"That day, the morning sun rose from the ground, and a girl in a long flame dress sang in the wind."

"Ah, the ancient legend is coming back to the world, like a fairy who came into the world."

"She waved her hand gently, and the ashes showed green shoots, and green life sprouted again."

"That's the wind of abundance, that's the song of miracles."

...

"The girl born from the flames, the crimson singer, Elani."

Under the girl's keen hearing, the singing voices that were separated by a distance of nearly 100 meters and inside the wall were incomparably clear. What he has done has inadvertently become a legend in the poet's mouth. A strange and complex emotion clouded in Roland Hill's heart.

Curious, shy, proud, restless, whatever.

"Miss." With the sound of footsteps stepping on the wooden stairs, a rabbit-eared girl appeared on the second floor with a plate in her hand that contained today's dinner.

Warm slices of bread, fragrant grilled meat, etc., look good.

After Loren Hill reprimanded everyone during the day, Mira also became cautious, for fear of making the girl unhappy. It was also the first time she heard Roland Hill's stern tone, which was completely different from before.

In fact, Loren Hill's image changed several times in her mind.

In the early years, he was a great hero who saved himself and his mother, and later, His Royal Highness, a legendary sage who changed the entire race and country. Later, after getting along with her more, she felt that she was a gentle and kind sixteen-year-old girl. Today, she feels like a stern elder.

It's really hard to imagine that such different temperaments are so wonderfully integrated in this girl that people don't feel anything strange, as if they were born like this.

Changeable but pure, like light and wind.

Roland Hill turned his head, looked at Mira who walked in and nodded. Unknowingly, the rabbit-eared girl was as tall as herself.

"Has Mila eaten?"

"I already ate it in advance."

Mira put the dinner plate aside, then moved out the plate and placed it on the table. Then she closed her hand and clipped the dinner plate to the white apron in front of her. Today, she is wearing a maid outfit, which is inexplicably suitable.

Lorraine Hill ate dinner slowly and let Mila sit in the front seat.

"Has Mira ever been to the grassland?"

"No, I grew up in the Tissilan Mountains, and the farthest place was to go to the capital of Krancia. At that time, it was as a backup to support the knights of Lord Kanda..."

"Later, I studied in the capital for a period of time, and the angel sequence also improved a lot. By the way, Aaliyah and I also came to the capital at that time, but she went to Emenas to study."

Arya is Mira's friend, a girl with black rabbit ears, whom Roland Hill once met at the school in the Tissilan Mountains.

"Didn't Mila think about going to Emenas?"

"I thought about it, but I actually want to go to the sanctuary, because I am practicing the angel sequence. As for Emenas, when Arya goes, I don't have to go. When she comes back, she will put those interesting Funny things told me."

"The relationship is really good."

Roland Hill whispered in admiration, and along with the conversation, Mira also relaxed slightly, not as nervous as before.

"What do you think of the orcs on the steppe?"

"This, although we are all of the same race as orcs, but in fact we have not formally communicated for nearly a thousand years, and we have already parted ways."

"There will be no hatred, and there will be no special favor."

"What do you think of your Highness, just tell us directly, don't have too many scruples, our family will follow any decision you make." Mira said, but Roland Hill did not feel any hesitation.

"Do other rabbit-eared people think the same way?" She was slightly surprised.

"Yes, Your Highness." Mira explained again after seeing Roland Hill asking.

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much about our opinions. In fact, as soon as you speak, many ideas will spread quickly."

Is that so, Roland Hill thought, he still doesn't have the self-consciousness to become a national leader.

Slowly combing through the experience in the past history books, perhaps to become a king or leader, there must be some kind of decision, to withstand various pressures to do something.

Everything will not spontaneously become the ideal, and you need to change it step by step.

After trying to understand the source of the hesitation in his heart, Roland Hill no longer struggled.

If people don't understand it, it is widely publicized to let more people understand and support it.

There are obstacles, and they will be solved one by one to open up a way forward.

She is no longer alone. Although she was promoted to this position, she also decided to be responsible for this country and to change many things.

She wanted the orcs of the Gufia steppe to be incorporated into Crancia.

In this way, Crancia can obtain a vast territory for livestock, breeding, and agricultural development, and obtain a large number of excellent laborers. At the same time, Gufia Prairie will also receive support from Crancia, food, education, medical care, daily necessities, life improvement and so on.

This has many benefits for each other.

But it is not without resistance. Racial differences, suspicion, distrust, exclusion, etc., must be resolved one by one, otherwise it will become the fuse of future civil unrest.

After making the decision, she no longer hesitated. After dinner, she began to list the latest schedule and plans.

The first is to fly back to the capital by himself, hand over the five-year plan and documents to various departments, discuss the agreement, and start implementing it nationwide. First of all, the first five years are the establishment of cement plants and steel plants in various places, which are the foundation of infrastructure. The next five years were chemical factories and machinery factories, producing fertilizers, machine tools, and vehicles. In the next five years, a series of daily necessities such as the construction of a railway network, light industry, and textile development will be built across the country.

Secondly, it may take a lot of time and energy to send envoys to the Gufiya grasslands to carry out various propaganda activities between the two countries to persuade the tribes and promote future mergers, but I believe this is valuable and meaningful.

Finally, it is to plan large-scale projects at the national level to open up the water network, dredge the north-south canal of Crancia, and regulate water resources. Build various hydropower stations on the rivers extending westward from the Mountains of Sighs to assist in smelting steel, generating electricity, and more.

Strive to transform Crancia from an agricultural country into an industrial country within 20 years, and start the first step of the industrialization era.

Roland Hill stood in front of the window, looking at the distant Milky Way, stretched out his wrist, and felt the cool breeze of the night passing through his fingers.

Although the Tinder plan has long been forgotten in the dust, since he has been reborn because of this, he also has a mission to complete it, reproduce the brilliance of Earth civilization, and enter the vast starry sky again.