It's all one flower.

In mid-June of 2193, relief supplies arrived in the Ristor Autonomous Region.

The sender was the charity "everyone's cafeteria" in the Amitostigma Kingdom, and this time it was not a complete donation, but a demand for flour.

Donations include pots, kitchen utensils, spices, and vegetable seeds.

The cushioning material that wrapped the dishes was the Hunan Economic Newspaper's amitostigma headquarters edition and its exterior.

It is a valuable source of information outside the autonomous region, especially in the surrounding countries, but the government forces stationed there do not say anything.I'm not sure if I just overlooked it, or if I bracketed Taka for not worrying that information would leak from the autonomous region to other regions, but I'm grateful that it was not confiscated.

The contents are collected by the University of Listvar and scrutinized together with the Shingguang newspaper Listvar branch.

Kufsienka was called to a meeting to decide on the handling of seeds.

Gathered in the conference room of the ward office are the ward head, the ward's director of the agricultural administration, the western diocesan agricultural union's president and two executives, the priest of Nubes and the priest of Wentzus.

I don't know why Kufshenka was called when I saw his face bleeding.Hoshido's craftsmen are sewing experts, and agriculture is only as knowledgeable as a vegetable garden.

When everyone was together, the director of the agricultural administration locked the windows and doors of the conference room.

The warden nodded and opened his mouth.

“First of all, I called the store manager because he is the family of one and only Senator Lacquesus.”

“What do you mean?”

"Last night, an emissary of the Nemus Liberation Army came to the Church of the West."

Priest Nubes, who keeps the Western Diocese, looks at the old artisans of the Star Path with a troubled face.

I don't know why he made such a face, and Kufsienka pushed ahead with her face.

“The messenger said that Senator Lacques had fled to the Kingdom of Amitostigma and is still alive.”

"Huh? Really?Any evidence? Didn't you bring anything? "

Kufsienka exclaimed with anxiety and surprise.

I don't know why the Liberation Army told the western parish priest about it by now, or why.

"Unfortunately, I didn't get anything to prove it, but next spring I sowed a kilo of pumpkin seeds."

"Well... what do you mean?"What does my brother have to do with the pumpkin? "

"I don't know. The messenger went somewhere with magic, saying that one way or another, and without the seeds, I almost thought it would be a dream."

Priest Nubez looked at the warden and the head of the agricultural department while wiping the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

Priest Wentzus waits for them to speak with a loud expression that he does not understand.

"From that information, we thought:"

The director of the Agricultural Administration Department explains as he draws a map in the sky with his hand gesture.

Senator Lacquesus went missing in the chaos of the senatorial raid.Subsequent reports continued to show uncertainty.

However, he escaped the Nemolaris Republic by some means and took refuge in the Kingdom of Amitostigma.We do not know what kind of activity we have in the Kingdom while we are in exile, but we have information available in the Republic of Nemoraris.

The charity "Everyone's Canteen" in the Amitostigma Kingdom last time suddenly sent relief supplies and demanded flour from the Listvar Autonomous Region.

Barbatum's Federation of Charities, "The Envoy of the Star World," publishes the results of its activities on its official website and SNS, one by one, on where and how much it has sent.

It must have been from there that we learned of the arrival of large quantities of flour in the autonomous region.

“Everyone's cafeteria is a secular charity.If you think that Senator Lacques sent relief supplies at the request of Senator Lacquesus, all of them will fit together. ”

The director of the agricultural administration department closed the conversation and looked at Kufshenka.

Kukhsienka, the star artisan, answers with a head full of gray hair.

"In other words, if you mix a message to your brother in a thank you note to everyone in the cafeteria, you might tell them?"

Oh, yes, yes!

The director of the Agricultural Administration Department and the priest of Nobes praised him for being a wise man, with only the artisans of the galaxy.

The warden stepped forward to his desk.

“So, anyway, could you please send a message to Senator Lacques and make it clear that he is a member of his family, and weave it into a thank you note as to what we need?”

At the end of last month, the United Nations Security Council decided on an arms embargo against the Republic of Namoraris, and the Council of Twenty Economic Powers decided to impose economic sanctions, both of which excluded the Listvar Autonomous Region.

However, the factory headquartered outside the autonomous region stopped importing materials.Only in the past half month, a number of factories in the autonomous region have been forced to suspend operations.

Employees in the Listvar Autonomous Region are currently on temporary leave to ensure their employees' status and to continue to move into their homes, but the wages can only be paid on a pro-rata basis for their work.

If you follow the law, you have to pay 60% of your base salary, but if you do that, many companies will be unable to avoid bankruptcy.

Some companies have explicitly stated that they will pay a lump sum (bonus) for wages that are out of service after the factory reactivates, but no one knows when it will be possible to actually pay.

Many eastern parishioners live with cuttlefish on daily or monthly salaries, even if they have a job and can't afford to save.

“Of course (of course), I appreciate the seeds, but it would be very helpful if there was more food aid than the current account.”

You're paying for the flour, right?

“Yes, trust is involved and calories are important, but without other nutrition, more people will get sick from malnutrition.”

The warden said, turning to Priest Wentzus, who manages the flour that came from the star messenger.

"There are still few factories and restaurants where you can cook, so even if you leave it like this, it's going to rain soon."I don't think there will be any complaints about the payment as long as there are scratches. ”

The head of the parish and the head of the agricultural administration were plainly relieved, said priest Wentzus of the Eastern Diocese.

The president of the agricultural union once again gives a look.

"Shopkeeper, one of us."Could you ask me to share the seeds with you in the future? "

“No matter what I write, I can't promise you will get it because it's yours.”

"Even if you can write just one pen, you can connect your hopes"

"Please, please."

The President of the Agricultural Union and the two executives asked for a low attitude that did not seem to be the target of the ex-star.