Chapter 1100

Those who play politics have dirty hearts; Miss Luo Quan felt she had no such talent, nor any need to learn it.

She is just a company boss; even if she learned the art of imperial governance, she would have nowhere to use it.

In her view, the power of a company CEO is much greater than that of an Emperor.

Under an Emperor, there are prime ministers, powerful officials, princes, generals, and in-laws to consider; it's not like you can do whatever you want.

But a company is different; if you hold over fifty percent of the shares, you can develop software today and send the whole company to the countryside to raise pigs tomorrow—that is true freedom to do as one pleases.

Take Ye Zhining, for example; if she doesn't hold court for a few days, she gets nagged by several ministers.

If it were her, she definitely couldn't bear it.

She is already a rather lazy person who would absolutely avoid hard work if she could slack off, let alone in a high-pressure profession that is almost year-round without a break.

So Miss Luo Quan had no interest in Ye Zhining's exhaustive teachings and refused directly.

After finishing her conversation with the Empress, Miss Luo Quan returned to Bai Xingwei's home.

She had always stayed here whenever she visited in the past, but she might not stay here in the future, as she would soon have a home of her own.

But that's not certain either; if she isn't satisfied with how the Mother Summer Palace is built, she might have to come back and keep staying here.

They say clothes are better when new, but people are better when old.

Actually, Miss Luo Quan thinks the first half of this saying is wrong; few people update tools they are already used to using.

The impact of using something that doesn't feel right is too great, so Miss Luo Quan rarely updates her phone or computer recklessly.

The same logic should apply to food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

"I'm going out for a bit later to see how my Mother Summer Palace is coming along."

Miss Luo Quan walked around the room, took a look, and then said to Bai Xingwei, "You're about to go into seclusion, right?"

Bai Xingwei answered with a smile, "Not yet, let's go check out that big house of yours together."

Miss Luo Quan teased, "That's rare; a martial arts fanatic like you actually has a day where you want to slack off."

"Practicing martial arts also requires a balance of work and rest; practicing for a while and then resting for a while, what's wrong with that?" Bai Xingwei said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Then let's go." Miss Luo Quan didn't dawdle; after getting her gear ready for going out, she opened the portable teleportation array.

In the blink of an eye, Miss Luo Quan and Bai Xingwei appeared outside the construction site of the Mother Summer Palace.

Although technology is already quite advanced, most of the work on the construction site still relies on human labor.

The reason for this is actually a directive from the highest level.

Because intelligent robots are too advanced, they could eliminate the vast majority of humans in both physical and intellectual labor.

If robots were used on a massive scale, it would lead to a widespread wave of unemployment.

Moreover, without the motivation to strive, people would become decadent.

As the capital, Huanyu Star certainly doesn't want its core residents to be a bunch of useless people who need robots to carry them just to walk.

Therefore, there are significant restrictions on the use of robots; construction teams like this are basically a combination of human and machine.

Workers still have to do the mixing and bricklaying themselves, but instead of pure manual labor, they now wear mechanical exoskeletons, allowing them to lay ten times more concrete than before.

However, as long as it's a construction site, the environment can't be very good.

The workers in sight were all covered in dust, and the mechs on their bodies were also covered in a thick layer of grime.

On the ground, there were several machines filled with gray, viscous material, constantly rotating and mixing; it was unclear if it was a building material similar to concrete.

Soon, Miss Luo Quan saw a group of leaders pointing fingers and giving orders next to a building.

The leaders were pot-bellied and dressed quite plainly, wearing hard hats printed with "Safety First."

But looking at their manner of pointing fingers, Miss Luo Quan didn't know why, but the words "extortion and graft" popped into her mind.

"We must thoroughly understand the blueprints, provide evidence, stick to the standards, and have a basis!"

The leader's lecture reached Miss Luo Quan's ears; their spotless attire formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding workers.

"Did you notify them in advance that you were coming to the site?" Bai Xingwei saw at a glance that this was just a show for appearances.

Who lectures next to a half-finished project? Isn't that affecting the progress of the work?

"No, coming here was completely a last-minute decision." Miss Luo Quan also felt it was very strange, "Could it be that these construction team leaders are truly responsible?"

Bai Xingwei sneered, "That's hard to say; out of ten foremen, nine are crafty, and the other one is especially crafty."

"Who are you people!"

Just then, a roar came from behind the two women.

Turning their heads, they saw a security guard patrolling the site, looking furious.

It's hard not to make him angry; the sudden appearance of unauthorized outsiders in a restricted construction area could lead to a pay deduction at best, or being fired on the spot at worst.

But when he saw clearly who it was, the security guard knelt down immediately.

Even if he encountered the highest-ranking leaders, the security guard wouldn't necessarily kneel down immediately.

But since it was Miss Luo Quan standing before him, his kneeling was sincere.

"Holy Mother above, I never expected you to come in person; please forgive my rudeness!"

"Hahaha, there's no need to kneel as soon as we meet, isn't it said that this practice has long been out of fashion?" Miss Luo Quan held the guard's hand and pulled him back up.

The guard said excitedly, "This is the only thing your humble believer, Ka Lei, can do; please don't refuse."

Since he had said as much, Miss Luo Quan could only let go and accept the full prostration of this devout believer.

Bai Xingwei watched from the side, her scalp tingling, thinking that she hadn't even performed such a grand ritual when wishing her own ancestor a long life; is Miss Luo Quan's influence really this great?

Soon, the commotion here attracted the attention of the leaders.

Seeing Miss Luo Quan had arrived, they immediately picked up their pace and trotted over.

Compared to Ka Lei's devotion, the leaders clearly couldn't reach that level and only greeted her by placing their hands on their chests.

In this situation, Miss Luo Quan didn't need to return the gesture.

Let alone them, even if the Pope came to kneel and pay respects, she wouldn't need to return it; she would only need to say, "Rise, my child."

The "Mother of the Holy Son" is just that remarkable; in the Divine Blessing Federation, you don't have to believe in the Dawn Church, but you absolutely cannot take the Dawn Church lightly.

Because among the thirteen rotating chairmen of the Federation, twelve are devout Dawn believers, at least on the surface.

And the status of the Holy Mother is one level higher than the Pope, the "Spokesperson of God," belonging to God's own family.

In a sense, Miss Luo Quan can also do whatever she wants in the Divine Blessing Federation.

But the premise is not to go too far, otherwise, if the Heavenly Father finds it unacceptable, he might send down divine punishment.

Of course, divine punishment could be thunder, an earthquake, or a planet in a neighboring galaxy being hit by a meteorite.

In short, if such a thing happens, it means the Holy Mother must have done something wrong, and the Heavenly Father is warning her to restrain herself; she would need to pray to Heaven in front of all believers, admit her mistakes, and pray for the Heavenly Father's forgiveness.

However, very few Holy Mothers in history have done this, because they are all very kind and do not participate in any struggles.

If you don't attract hatred, naturally no one will blame these inexplicable disasters on you.

From the current situation, Miss Luo Quan is quite well-liked by everyone; except for not yet being pregnant with the Holy Son and having a rather sexy figure, she basically has no flaws.

So this variant of "Heaven-Man Resonance" shouldn't be able to trap her.

Faced with the Holy Mother's sudden arrival, the leaders appeared terrified, reporting the progress since the start of construction while ordering their subordinates to prepare a banquet to entertain her properly.

"If there are any difficulties, inform the Church in time; the workers' wages must be paid in full, and if there are any injuries, they must be treated immediately, and compensation after the injury must be arranged."

Miss Luo Quan knows nothing about construction sites, so she could only emphasize a few areas where problems are prone to occur in terms of personnel.

The leaders nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, indicating they would definitely follow her instructions.

And the worker representatives were also quite moved, all saying that the Holy Mother is truly too kind.

However, it is very difficult for accidents to happen on the construction site now; the mechanical exoskeletons on every worker have emergency functions, and they can respond quickly to the vast majority of dangerous situations.

So far, not a single person on the construction site has been injured.

After walking around, Miss Luo Quan had a rough concept of the Summer Palace.

Macroscopically, it is very spectacular, likely second only to the Pope's Palace in the Holy City.

In terms of details, it is also very exquisite; the sculptures that were agreed upon were indeed made by a group of master sculptors.

She was quite satisfied with the results of this inspection, and she also had a high opinion of the leaders in charge of several tasks.

With the Holy Mother's evaluation, these leaders' promotions and salary increases were basically a sure thing after they returned.

Later, Miss Luo Quan learned from the workers that since the start of construction, these leaders had been coming to the site every day to put on a show.

Actually, they didn't really point out anything, but they just wanted to appear responsible and then "accidentally" encounter higher-level leaders inspecting the site.

They had already gained praise from two Archbishops this way, and now that they had met the Holy Mother, who knows how many commendations they would get after returning.

After learning the truth, Miss Luo Quan felt quite helpless.

Although the behavior of these foremen was quite crafty, there really wasn't much to criticize.

As long as there are no problems on the construction site, they are managing it well.

And every time someone inspects, they are on-site; if this isn't called being responsible, what is?

Even if they are just putting on a show, it is definitely worthy of praise.

In the Divine Blessing Federation, how many people aren't even willing to put on a show?

So Miss Luo Quan didn't dwell on this matter.

As for the foremen wanting to treat Miss Luo Quan to a meal, she refused.

"I'm not very hungry; take the money and add it to the workers' food budget instead."

With one sentence from Miss Luo Quan, the workers were grateful to her beyond measure.

The foremen all said "yes, yes, yes," but they felt a bit unhappy inside.

Treating the Holy Mother to a meal would have been using the construction site's money to build their own connections.

Now, adding meals for the workers increases costs, and the workers are grateful to someone else; it's simply thankless work.

But since the Holy Mother had spoken, no one dared to disobey.

So for the next three days, the construction site had sumptuous buffets for every meal, and the workers happily shared their joy on the internet, attributing everything to the merciful Holy Mother.

Actually, Miss Luo Quan just moved her mouth; the ones who should be thanked are the generous foremen.

Although this might not have been their original intention, the final result was good.

After leaving the construction site, Miss Luo Quan went to see the nearby believer gathering place.

The construction site was dusty and noisy; she wondered if it had a big impact on the believers here.

After arriving, she found that the environment here was the same as before, with everyone living a simple but happy life.

Every day was spent praying, reciting scriptures, or meditating on the spot.

The state of each person meditating was different; some might have just started this kind of practice, and after sitting for a long time, their whole bodies would tremble, and their facial expressions would be painful.

Others had big beards and disheveled hair; although their bodies could remain still, one could still see their chests rising and falling.

A few were very impressive, sitting there as if they weren't alive at all, like stubborn stones fused with nature.

These people's beards and hair had already fallen out, and golden light patterns would appear on their dark faces from time to time.

Miss Luo Quan, who was already very familiar with the scriptures, knew this was a type of Holy Mark, which could only be seen on very devout fanatics and was quite rare.

"Those bald ascetics are masters among masters."

Returning from visiting this believer village, Bai Xingwei said in a low voice.

"Masters, how high?"

Miss Luo Quan didn't sense anything special about those old people and asked in confusion, "After I went over, those old people opened their eyes to greet me, and their attitude was quite kind."

"That's because you are the Holy Mother!" Bai Xingwei looked at Miss Luo Quan speechlessly, "Those old men are definitely masters of the upper three tiers; one finger could easily crush a hundred half-baked people like me!"

Hearing this, Miss Luo Quan's eyes widened: "That exaggerated?!"

Then she laughed: "Then the Mother Summer Palace shouldn't have to worry about thieves in the future."

"You really are big-hearted." Bai Xingwei rolled her eyes, not knowing what else to say.

Miss Luo Quan spread her hands and said in a very indifferent tone: "Oh, what's there to worry about? As long as these people are Dawn believers, they won't do anything to me.

We mind our own business, so what does it matter?"

"I always feel like these people were sent by the Pope to monitor you; otherwise, how could there be so many masters in one village?" Bai Xingwei started a conspiracy theory.

"Don't think too much; why would the Pope monitor me?" Miss Luo Quan laughed, "Monitoring when I'll get pregnant with the Holy Son? As long as I don't want to, this won't happen."

"You really are quite the Holy Mother." Bai Xingwei glanced at Miss Luo Quan, implying something.

"What do you mean?" Miss Luo Quan really didn't understand this time.

"Kindness mixed with a hint of stupidity."

"You're the stupid one; this is called being 'Buddha-like,' okay? Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand; be careful, or I'll sue you for insulting my name!"

It was the first time in her life Miss Luo Quan had been called stupid, and she was quite agitated.