Turning Point

(PS: Some readers have complained that the pacing is too slow. Well, the author wanted to create some anticipation during these transitional scenes by planting some small foreshadowing elements and sparking some minor conflicts.)

Otherwise, just follow the most direct approach: change the map, change the sect, and start a new round of leveling up.

The author mainly wanted to develop a better concept.

Another day has passed in the blink of an eye.

Early that morning, as dawn broke, Zhao Dele and the others hastily ate some dry rations to tide them over before heading to the construction area.

As people gradually arrived at the construction site, the roar of machinery slowly began to start.

Zhao Dele and the others, familiar with the place, approached Sun Hong to register, and then headed to their designated work area to begin a new round of labor. Their work that day was no longer the most strenuous physical labor; Sun Hong, being very kind, began teaching them how to operate the simpler machines, clearly preparing them for easier tasks later.

But what's truly encouraging isn't just this. The biggest change for Zhao Dele and his group is actually their mindset.

Their mindset today is completely different from that of the past few days. The confusion and unease that had once shrouded their hearts have been dispelled by yesterday's speculations about Wu Sheng, replaced by a sense of grounded yet fervent anticipation.

When Wu Sheng arrived, they had a true pillar of support and a real backer.

At that time, what will the suffering we are enduring now be worth?

"Dele, where do you think the captain is now?" Soguli asked Zhao Dele, who was sitting next to him, while working.

"Who knows? We came here in less than three days on that spaceship. But our captain has no means of transportation and can only walk. Even if the captain is an evolved being, it will probably take more than a month to get here. Not to mention the various dangers along the way. However, our captain is incredibly powerful, so those dangers will definitely not be a problem for him, but they will most likely slow down his programming."

"What we need to do is establish a foothold here first, so that when the captain arrives, we won't be completely lost. That's what we team members should do," Zhao Dele said.

Upon hearing this, they all nodded.

They had assumed that their lives would continue like this, spent on the construction site.

Unexpectedly, things soon took an unexpected turn.

Before Zhao Dele and his colleagues had been working for long, a manager came over to their work area.

"Stop, stop, everyone stop what you're doing. All of you from Yangon, come with me."

After saying this, the manager turned and left without waiting for any questions from the crowd.

Zhao Dele and the others were puzzled, but they had no choice but to follow.

Soon, they arrived at an open space on the construction site, where residents from other parts of Yangon City had also gathered.

"What's going on? What do you want with us?"

"Is it because we didn't do a good enough job that they're firing us?"

"Or are they going to kick us out of the temporary housing?"

"That shouldn't be happening. We haven't even stayed for three days yet. This is so unfair! Didn't we agree that we had to stay for at least seven days?"

Some people, with trepidation, approached the managers and asked questions, but the managers' responses were merely...

"Someone is looking for you."

Just as everyone was wondering, several figures walked towards them, and judging from their clothing, they were clearly government officials.

However, among these people, there was one figure that Zhao Dele and the other martial artists recognized.

When the person got closer, they realized that it was none other than Lama, who was walking with Cen Ke and the others.

They knew more or less about Rama's identity. They had heard that he was actually a warrior from Yangon City, and that it was he who attracted the Explorers' Guild, defeated the nobles, and liberated Yangon City.

Therefore, everyone held Rama in high regard. After all, without Rama, they would still be frogs in a well, waiting for the day they would be served on the plates of nobles.

Looking at these faces, some familiar and some unfamiliar, their clothes covered in dust, their expressions blank and weary, Rama was filled with mixed emotions.

To be honest, he hasn't been idle these past few days.

He continues to seek solutions for the residents of Yangon and works tirelessly for them.

In fact, he listened to what Cen Ke and the others said that day, especially Xi'er's words, "You will become strangers sooner or later," which were deeply imprinted in Rama's heart.

Rama knew in his heart that this outcome was inevitable.

but--

After much thought, he decided to help the residents of Yangon.

After all, no matter what, at least for now, he still has this passion in his heart, his heart has not changed, and he still regards these residents of Yangon as his compatriots.

This has nothing to do with any grand ideal; it may just be a fleeting obsession.

But in Rama's view, if he wants to do it, then he should just do it.

In that way, years later, when he looks back, whether or not he still has feelings for the residents of Yangon, he will not regret it.

Therefore, he did it in the end.

The final result was that they successfully brought hope to the residents of Yangon.

During the time Rama and Cen Ke spent together, they gained a deep understanding of the situation in the Republic of Huayan.

He deeply understood that if one wanted to gain a foothold in this world full of powerful individuals, and even change their destiny, then for ordinary people, the best path, perhaps even the only path, was education.

In terms of education, under normal circumstances, the residents of Yangon City do not qualify for residency in Yuncheng. If they want their school-age children to attend school, it will take at least three years, and for most, six. However, the cost of attending schools not run by official organizations is simply unaffordable. As for being assigned to schools in smaller cities, Rama believes it makes little difference; if they attend such schools, changing their fate will likely require the next generation, or even the generation after that.

As for Yuncheng, a second-tier city, with its abundant educational resources, even people of their generation still have a certain chance.

So, relying on Cen Ke's "Explorers Association" business card, he knocked on the door of the Yuncheng government and found the department in charge of education.

He didn't make any excessive demands; he simply told the truth about the situation in Yangon, adopting a humble attitude and speaking earnestly, and then hoped that the officials in Yuncheng could lend a helping hand.

Ultimately, considering the need to "fulfill humanitarian principles" and "demonstrate the spirit of Yuncheng," and also taking into account the reputation of the Explorers Association represented by Cen Ke and others, the Yuncheng government chose to take the initiative to extend a helping hand to these residents of Yangon.