SWDnovel Chapter 373 Is it really worth it for these people?
Chapter 373 Is it really worth it for these people?
Upon hearing what the female cadre said, Vladali's smile froze for a moment.
Holographic projection is their core technology under development, which will completely change the way information is disseminated in the Carlos region in the future.
Once successful, this technology will enable children in remote mountain villages to receive education, allow disaster-stricken areas to receive relief information immediately, and completely break down information barriers across the region!
This is a technology that benefits the people!
This money that's earmarked for the holographic projection must absolutely not be used!
Vladali opened his mouth as if to say something, but Fan beat him to it.
"It's alright, I'll figure something out."
Brother Fan smiled and waved his hand, then looked at the anxious female cadre and said gently, "Let me talk to my second brother about the situation, and we'll transfer the money to you later."
The female cadre paused for a moment, then a relieved expression appeared on her face: "Okay! Thank you for your help!"
She bowed deeply, turned and left in a hurry, probably to continue her work.
Vladali stood there, watching Vango's retreating figure, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.
It's Fan Ge again.
Whenever we encounter difficulties, it's always Brother Fan who steps up to solve them!
Seemingly noticing Vladali's expression, Fan turned around and met Vladali's complex gaze. He simply waved the communication device in his hand, indicating that he needed to leave temporarily.
Then he turned and walked toward a quieter corner, dialing a phone as he went.
Vladali stayed where he was.
The sunlight was a bit too bright today.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze falling on the villagers in the distance who were distributing supplies.
An elderly man leaned on a cane, a woman held a child, and several young people helped carry supplies.
Everything seems to be slowly getting better.
Then, his phone rang.
Ring ring...
The ringing of the bell broke the momentary silence.
Vladali picked up his phone and saw that the screen displayed the name of another official.
That is, the one in charge of the villages in the east.
Upon seeing the name, Vladali didn't answer immediately. Instead, he clutched his chest, feeling a tightness in his chest.
At that moment, a bad feeling inexplicably welled up in his heart.
After a long while, Vladali finally answered the phone: "What is it?"
"Chief, something terrible has happened!" A hurried voice came from the other end of the phone, mixed with a noisy background, sounding like many people were shouting. "Because there are no supplies, the residents have started to riot!"
Vladali's pupils suddenly contracted.
"What?!"
He gripped his phone tightly, his voice unconsciously rising a few decibels.
"I'm coming right now."
After hanging up the phone, Vladali didn't have time to think and turned to run towards the village.
The wind whistled past my ears, particularly piercing.
Those scenes that had just been filled with hope were now shattered by this sudden news...
Upon arriving at East Village, Vladali could already hear deafening noise.
Dozens of people, men, women, and children, had gathered at the village entrance, their expressions ranging from anger to despair.
They formed a large circle, blocking several officers dressed in Flame Team uniforms in the middle, and questioned them repeatedly.
"Why does North Village have supplies, but East Village doesn't?!"
A burly man waved his fist, his face flushed red.
"Do you look down on East Village? Do you want us to starve to death?"
A woman was holding her child, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice was trembling.
"If you're going to help, then help to the end! What kind of person says they'll help but then doesn't?"
More people echoed this sentiment, and the crowd was filled with indignation.
Several cadres were surrounded and frantically tried to explain something, but their voices were completely drowned out by the wave of anger.
Vladali stood outside the crowd, watching this scene, his throat feeling as if something was blocking it.
But as the leader of Team Flare, he had no choice but to step forward and explain.
"call......"
After taking a deep breath, Vladali pushed through the crowd and stood at the very front.
He raised his hands, gesturing for silence, his voice earnest: "Gentlemen! Our Flare Team is facing some financial difficulties. Please give us a little more time!"
The noise from the crowd subsided slightly, and dozens of eyes were fixed on him.
"We, Team Flare, always keep our word!" Vladari raised his voice, trying to make his words more convincing. "Please! Give us a little more time, the supplies will definitely arrive!"
The crowd fell silent for a few seconds.
Then, a cold laugh came from the crowd.
"hehe."
A middle-aged man, arms crossed, glanced sideways at Vladali, his tone dripping with sarcasm: "Sounds all high and mighty, anyone can say nice things. But who knows if you'll keep dragging this out! Tell us, where did the money go?"
These words immediately affected all the villagers present.
The noise, which had subsided slightly, erupted again, even more intensely than before.
The middle-aged man's questioning was like lighting a powder keg, igniting all the doubts in everyone's hearts.
"Yes! Where did the money go?"
"Did you yourselves embezzle funds?"
"Saying there's a funding problem? Who are you trying to fool!"
The crowd began to surge forward, surrounding Vladali and the other officials even more closely.
Some people were pushing and shoving, others were pointing fingers and cursing, and the scene was about to get out of control.
Vladali was pushed back a step, his face covered in even more sweat.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain.
The money was used to develop holographic projection, a technology that benefits the people and allows more people to benefit!
But the words stuck in his throat...
These villagers are starving; how could they possibly listen to anything about "future," "technology," or "long-term benefits"?
What they need is food to fill their stomachs right now.
"I think you just want to watch us die!"
The middle-aged man roared and swung his fist at Vladali's face.
It was moving so fast that no one around it could react in time.
"leader!"
The fist came whistling through the air, and Vladali's pupils contracted, his body instinctively leaning back.
boom! ! !
At the critical moment, the Poké Ball on Xladari's waist popped open automatically.
A massive, azure figure instantly blocked Vladali's path.
Its ferocious head, hard scales, and intimidating body stood like a wall between Vladali and the angry villagers.
It's Gyarados!
Thump!
The middle-aged man's fist slammed hard into the Gyarados.
"ah!!!"
He screamed and staggered backward, clutching his swollen fist.
"Roar!!!"
Gyarados lowered its head, staring at the tiny human in front of it, and let out a threatening roar.
Vladali clutched his chest, instinctively wiping away a bead of sweat.
The surrounding villagers were also intimidated by Gyarados's imposing presence and involuntarily took a few steps back, abruptly ending the commotion.
It's quiet now.
Finally, it's quiet.
But Vladali felt no relief whatsoever.
He looked at the villagers who were retreating.
The anger on the faces of the group had not completely faded, but there was already a hint of fear and alienation in their eyes.
The crowd that had just surrounded him and was shouting at him now avoided his gaze as if he were a plague god.
He poured his heart and soul into this group of people, raising money and running around everywhere.
We established organizations, distributed supplies, developed technologies, and did everything we could to improve their lives.
But the result?
They resorted to violence because the supplies were not delivered on time.
Because they are hungry, they can suspect him of embezzlement and accuse him of wanting to see them die.
Vladali's eyes darkened.
Is it really worth it to pour my heart and soul into this group of people?