Chapter 92: Labor Telescope

"Chief, this man has leaked shit!" A soldier said while covering his nose while cleaning up the bodies.

Ma Shao went over to take a look and indeed saw a yellow stain on the back of one of the corpse's pants, and the yellow stain was also flowing out through the trouser legs.

"Bury it on the spot." He gave the order directly. This was an open space outside the city, and it would not be difficult to dig a hole and bury it.

While the soldiers were digging the pit, Ma Shao looked at the captives not far away and said, "You have seen what happened to these people. The result of refusing to confess is death. You have also committed a crime, but you were deceived and coerced. Therefore, I will not execute you, but only sentence you to five years of hard labor."

"As long as you work for Sleeping Bear City for five years, I will give you your freedom. Those who perform well can have their sentences reduced and regain their freedom early!"

Upon hearing the news, the prisoners couldn't help but become agitated.

"He said he would let us go as long as we worked for five years. Is that true?" The prisoners were incredulous.

"It should be true. Remember the battle between the Apache and Arapaho a year ago? Crow and his men were not even punished for five years. They were directly released. It seems that the person who released them was this man. Crow called him the Son of the Sky."

"Yes, that's him. We should have listened to the crow's advice. He was right. No one can defeat the Son of the Sky." The Arapaho sighed.

"Five years of labor won't be easy. They will probably use us as slaves..."

"He said if he behaved well he could be freed early, but I don't know what 'good behavior' means."

Listening to the prisoners' discussion, Ma Shao did not explain anything, but directly ordered his subordinates: "Blind Shooter, from now on you will be mainly responsible for the labor of these prisoners. Tomorrow you and the people from the Planting Department will take all the prisoners with minor injuries and no injuries to reclaim the farmland."

"Yes." Blind Shot replied.

Ma Shao reminded him again: "Remember, they are just prisoners who need to be reformed, not enemies. They will become 'civilized people' under our guidance."

For Mianxiongcheng, there are two definitions of "civilized person". One is the one that Ma Shao taught in class, which has a rich connotation and requires not only morality but also knowledge.

This is certainly what a truly civilized person does, but only a minority can do it.

Therefore, another definition is becoming more and more popular, which comes from the teachings of the Oracles and can be basically summarized as "those who are familiar with and believe in the Oracles are civilized people."

In fact, the original words were not like this. The accurate statement was "Those who do not read and believe in the Oracle are not civilized people."

These two sentences, the latter is the negation of the former, or the negation of the converse of the converse, are not the same thing at all. But even in later times, this kind of confusion is common, not to mention the Indians today.

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The sound of the wind was on the table, and the feather pen in his hand wrote very quickly, and the beautiful handwriting solidified on the paper line by line.

He frowned habitually, even though there was nothing troubling him.

"Can I come in?" There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Feng Sheng didn't recognize the voice and hesitated.

A tall young man pushed the door open, his upper body naked, carrying a simple wooden bow. A year ago, the Sleeping Bear Man also dressed like this, but now, anyone dressed like this can only be an outsider.

"Are you from the Chiricahua tribe?" the wind asked.

"Yes, my name is Sleepy Man, and I come from the Border Clan." Sleepy Man was a little reserved. The environment of Sleeping Bear City was too new to him. "You are Fengsheng, right?"

Fengsheng nodded: "I am."

Sleepy Man: "Can you tell me about the telescope? How does it work? Chief Ma Shao said you would tell me yesterday."

"Of course." During the brief contact, Feng Sheng had a good impression of him, probably because both of them frowned often.

As he spoke he took out a pair of binoculars and disassembled them.

"A telescope is actually a combination of lenses. Different lenses play different roles. For example, this eyepiece is placed in front of our eyes. Its function is to magnify. Look, I put it on the text..."

After the telescope was disassembled and explained, the sleepy man quickly understood that this mysterious device that seemed like a magic weapon was no longer mysterious.

It was the first time for the sleepy person to have this kind of experience - from mysterious to ordinary, like the clouds clearing away to see the sun, everything suddenly became clear.

Feng Sheng looked at his expression and smiled: "Do you feel as if you have opened a door to a new world?"

"Yes, that's the feeling! How did you know?" The sleepy man's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly. This statement perfectly described his feelings at the moment.

The wind said calmly: "In the past few years, especially in the past year, I have felt this way almost every day."

"Why?" the sleepy man couldn't help but ask. Just one explanation of the telescope gave him an unprecedented experience. He couldn't imagine having this experience every day.

"Of course it's because of our chief." Feng Sheng reassembled the telescope. "What I just said was almost a repetition of what the chief explained to us."

"I can only explain telescopes and such, but the great chief can explain almost everything, from the sun in the sky to the dust under our feet and every word on paper."

The sleepy man was stunned for a moment, then he remembered something: "I heard that your chief is a god? Is this true?"

Feng Sheng: "He does look like a god. Many people say so, but he himself doesn't think so. I also think he is not a god. He is just much smarter than us."

"For example, as far as I know, he took a few days to learn the white people's language, and then spent several months to master it. Although this is much faster than ordinary people, he still has to learn it. There is no essential difference between him and other people."

As Feng Sheng spoke, he seemed to realize something and changed the subject: "Of course, you must not argue with the shamans about this. The shamans insist that the chief is a god, and their words will definitely annoy you to death."

The sleepy man nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Besides the telescope, what else did Chief Ma Shao explain to you?"

"Well...for example, Galileo's thought experiment." Fengsheng thought for a while.

The sleepy man was confused: "Galileo? Thought experiment?"

"Galileo was a white man who lived in Europe more than 200 years ago. He was the most intelligent person at that time." Feng Sheng stood up and found a stack of cards and pulled one out. "Look, this is Galileo. The chief wrote him on the duel card."

"Duel card?" It was another new thing, but the sleepy man was not completely unfamiliar with it. It was just the first time he saw the real thing.

Feng Sheng smiled and said as he shuffled the cards: "I'll teach you how to play."