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A grassroots worker crosses over and receives a parchment scroll: please do take charge of the county of Estan, you will be the greatest master of this territory. Inside the huge and empty territory, there was a wheat field with burnt out wheat, plus another hundred starving serfs. Corinna had to sigh, what happened to the promise of transferring me out of the base? She looked down and wrote a line of slogans, Rooted in the grassroots, burning...