In the wide and empty square, a wall made of steel and iron plates and wooden stakes is located at the entrance. The thick door panels are tightly closed, and the huts on both sides are empty.
The mutants stationed here retreated in a hurry, and some of the equipment was thrown on the wall without even taking it away.
More than twenty Chimera armored vehicles lined up on the periphery of the wall, and more than a dozen players carrying explosives trotted forward and placed the strong explosives under the corner of the wall.
Watching his teammates retreat from the wall, he yelled in the communication channel and ordered.
Detonate!
A player immediately held the detonator in his hand tightly, and then orange-red flames exploded on the edge of the wall.
Along with the dilapidated gatehouse, the wall made of garbage was blown away in an instant.
go ahead!
The commanders of each corps issued an order.
Chimera armored vehicles started the engines and surrounded by a group of players holding rifles, they stepped into this sinful camp in a mighty manner.
Pointing his head out of the turret, the mole holding the hatch ordered loudly in the communication channel.
Be careful to search every corner carefully and don’t let any mutant go!If you don’t accept surrender, you won’t be killed!
A uniform answer came from the communication channel.
receive!
Not just the Skeleton Corps.
The same is true for the Jungle Corps.
The chicken-killing guy walking in the front was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. His steel body was covered with minced meat and blood, and the chain saw embedded in his left arm was still spinning wildly.
If the number of people in Chimera armored vehicles is not counted, he probably won the highest number of kills in the game this time.
After all, since the first day, he has been here with green-skinned beasts, much earlier than other corps.
Besides him, the second highest kill was Trash.
The fog overflowed with grey fog provided excellent cover for him who was good at melee combat. If the mutant's flesh was not too rough and thick, some mutant warriors transformed with prosthetic body were also masters of melee combat, and his kills could have reached a higher level.
After entering the nest, everyone pushed forward cautiously.
Although he has entered the nest of Qi tribe, no one has taken it lightly.
One is because these green-skinned beasts are not dead yet, and one or two lone wolfs will jump out from time to time. The other is that the shocking scenes completely penetrate the lower limit of human conscience, making everyone who witnesses everything can't help but grit their teeth.
This is the former site of the settlement of residents during the Three Years War.
Two centuries ago, hundreds of thousands of people and more were temporarily placed here.
But now this place has become hell...
Looking at the pickled products hanging on the wooden bracket, the human skin and countless bone products, I thought Jingjing only felt a twitch in the stomach.
He didn't play this game for too long, but he also caught up with the war in Luoxia Province and realized that he had seen some cruel scenes.
However, compared with the pure evil in front of you, it is still a little bit small.
Although the Wirants do not regard other races as humans, they rarely make exclamations for the sake of exclamation.
Mutants are completely different.
In their eyes, old humans were just domestic animals, so they not only threw prisoners into oil pans at will, but also made their bones into vessels and invented a series of blood sacrifice cultures to prove the excellence of their bloodline and the legitimacy of their dominance.
The screams of prey are the most pleasant sound to them, and for this reason they have specially borrowed a lot of anti-human torture from the history of old mankind.
Seeing a corpse nailed to a stone bed and cut open its stomach, the pink and tender Cute finally couldn't help but retching.
…%￥!Is this still a human?
The look of picking up garbage at level 99 was normal. Although I was shocked by the scenes in front of me and couldn't speak for a while, my facial muscles were twitching and I didn't retching.
The strong man following him sighed.
If this photo is posted on the official website, it is probably all mosaic.
The trash coughed softly with a subtle expression.
Based on past experience, it may not be passed on.
Past experience is OK.
I quickly turned my head and looked at the guy, and said in a daze.
Damn, brother, what exactly does Ah save in your album?
The trash coughed.
secret.
Touching his conscience, he has never saved any curious photos. The album mainly contains his own heroic fighting posture and wonderful killing moments. Well, considering his fighting style, some shots may indeed reach the R18G range.
But this is not the point.
In short, according to the rules set by the operator, some photos that are too curious cannot be synchronized to offline accounts.
The game operator's explanation is that the dreams built by players through virtual reality helmets actually have a protective mechanism of sensory passivation.
The specific manifestation is that even if some timid players get injections in reality, they will only feel disgusted when they are sprayed with blood in the game.
However, once you get out of the dream, this protection mechanism will not work.
After all, wasteland is not a harmonious society.
For the sake of players' physical and mental health, and to avoid players becoming more and more afraid of their fear when they go offline, the game operator will not only conduct necessary reviews on photos synchronized to offline, but will also restrict their access to some pictures based on the age of the viewer.
Not far from the slaughterhouse, is a huge department store.
Its appearance is like a cruise ship sailing on land, with a height of twelve floors, covering an area of 100,000 square meters, a total construction area of over one million, and the surrounding transportation is well connected. It is not difficult to see its past style from the magnificent outline.
However, its builders probably would not have thought that his masterpiece would be used as a captive shed by a group of green-skinned animals in more than two hundred years.
The moment he crossed the main entrance on the north side of the mall, a pungent stench hit him, and the elf Wang Fugui walking in front couldn't help but frown.
He was about to start a complaint, "What's so smelly, and a howling wind blew from the side."
He was shocked all over, and Brother Fugui subconsciously drew short and flew over. A table almost wiped his helmet and smashed it against the wall and fell into pieces.
Seeing that the mutant who was hiding in the dark couldn't attack, he roared angrily, then carried the wide-blade bone-cutting knife in his hand and rushed towards the main door with a meteor.
Yirena lifted the PU-9 submachine gun in her hand half an inch and shot it into the mutant's chest.
I saw a string of blood bursting out on the chest of the mutant with a naked upper body, and fell to the ground without taking two steps.
Good guy, he's also playing sneak attack!
Brother Fugui stood up from the ground cursingly, patted the ashes on his body, but found a handful of black mud on his body.
Subconsciously leaned closer to his fingers and smelled them. He froze and shook his hand away, looking at the black mud on his chest, his face full of constipation.
Now you don’t need to ask what the stinking smell is.
I'm afraid there are many people here... Are you okay?Looking at the rich guy looking for something everywhere, Irena asked with a strange expression.
It's okay, I'm fine... Finally, I found a waxy rag. Brother Fugui cleaned up the black mud on his body, looked at Lao Na and coughed, "What the hell is this?"
It is obvious that the ranch of the Qi Tribe.
Irena skillfully changed into magazines and looked upward at the wide long dome, and saw that the escalators were transformed into solid wooden ladders.
Not only that, the mutant also used iron chains and pulleys to make the recommended lifting tower and installed it next to the escalator.
It seemed to be used to deliver goods, and there were bottles, jars and moldy wooden boxes piled on it.
Don’t worry about the above floors for the time being. Players entering the first floor hall walked through the open space in front of the door and explored towards the nearest shopping corridor.
Soon, everyone saw the scene that they would never forget for life.
I saw the glass windows on the facades being replaced by fences made of iron bars. Behind the fence are thin figures and pairs of numb eyes.
Most of them have unkempt and dirty faces, and their eye sockets are inwardly. If they don’t get closer and look carefully, they won’t recognize that they are people.
When I saw the soldiers standing in front of the fence, the people locked in the cages all showed a look of panic on their faces, and they retreated like animals.
The person behind was probably trampled and made a slap.
Don't be afraid!We are not mutants, we are here to save you.Seeing this, the elf king Fugui quickly spoke in unstandard couplets, trying to calm the emotions of these people, but they did not react at all, and instead became even more panicked.
Looking at the helpless elf Wang Fugui, Irena sighed and put her right hand on his shoulder with a complicated expression.
Don't bother, these people... may not be able to understand the couplet.
The elf king Fugui was stunned.
Don't understand it is...
They were probably not arrested, but were here since they were born.
After a pause, Irena added and continued to express her guess.
...Eighty percent are descendants of the residents of Singularity City.
The elf king Fugui looked at him in disbelief and looked at the prison next to him. The Adam's apple couldn't help but move up and down.
It is hard to imagine that these people who live like domestic animals once had a history as glorious as the Rock.
There are only one trough filled with dark green slurry between the adjacent facades and the trough is connected to each other, and the trough is facing the outlet of the nutritional paste synthesis device.
Judging from the mottled rust, this machine should have been around for a while, and judging from the appearance and model of the machine, it is probably one of the models eliminated by Jushicheng Industrial Zone.
This cell is not very solid.
The elf king Fugui reached out to hold a rusty iron bar. Without much effort, he made it creak with overwhelming creaking. The exoskeleton pulled it off with a little force.
However, those who were locked were just looking at the opened fence tremblingly, without any reaction, and had no intention of running away.
How to deal with these people may have to worry A Guang's mind. Yirena looked around and reported it to the command center first.
The elf king Fugui was silent for a long time and said in a difficult tone.
How about sending it to Kaituo City?
This is one of the options. Irena made a helpless expression and shrugged her shoulders, but I think...it may not be the best choice anywhere to send it.
These damn beasts.
He cursed in his heart, but he was helpless about what had happened and had happened for decades or even hundreds of years.
Since a long time ago, this is a ghost image.
And there are still many similar hells in the wasteland.
If the wasteland itself is not over, hell that is more cruel than this will appear one after another, and the tragedies that have happened will be repeated again and again.
However, to be honest, he has no clue at all about how such wasteland can end.
perhaps……
The omnipotent manager will have a complete plan in his mind.
As an outsider, it is better to put aside the cruel core and enjoy the game itself.
At least the daily life of the league is still very happy.
……
However, what Irena didn't know was that there was actually no good way for an omnipotent manager.
A considerable part of the population of the Qi tribe was born in mutant farms, and only a few were wastelanders caught by mutants from outside and slaves who actively contributed to nearby plantations.
As we all know, a human worldview is gradually formed during the development of the brain. Only those who are raised in society can change from a biological person to a social person.
And the survivors here are more like people raised by animals.
Although some people in the Black Stone Tribe who encountered in the Great Desert before were in a similar situation, the proportion was far less exaggerated than the Qi Tribe.
According to the isolated samples in reality, it takes ten or even ten years for these biological people to learn to eat with their hands, let alone learn a technology to support themselves.
The alliance does not have the actual conditions to increase the 10,000 dependent population out of thin air, and this is not a problem that can be solved by sending it to Kaituo City.
Not to mention that most of these survivors are Nago addicts.
It is not a good idea to take large numbers of survivors carrying nago mycelium away from the local area, especially in the current situation.
Chu Guang, who was standing on the bridge, fell into deep thought.
Just then, Vanus, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.
How about using a mind-interference device?
Seeing that Chu Guang didn't say anything, Vanus paused for a moment and continued to analyze.
Since they are Nago addicts, they should theoretically be affected by mental interference devices when they enter the state of psychic travel.As long as you use this brainwashing tool correctly, you may be able to return to normal society.
After listening to his analysis, Chu Guang sighed softly.
Using the mental interference device to deal with people is something that has never happened in the alliance. We have continued the practice of the era of the Human League and used it only to drive away dangerous species on alien stars.It’s not that I’m not flexible, but that I’m thinking about a question…how to ensure that the choices we make today will not lay greater hidden dangers in the future.
Vanus was slightly stunned.
for example?
Chu Guang said concisely.
For example, I will ask you the simplest question, how should a mentally ill patient prove that he is not a mentally ill.
Vanus asked in confusion.
Is this something that needs to be proved?
Chu Guang continued.
If we do this, people living here in the future will have to face such a problem, and this may be the smallest problem.
Although this was just a matter of one sentence for him, executing this command was a systematic project.
In this huge systematic project, there are too many links that may deviate from its original intention and create a dystopia with technologies that should not be used in people from the beginning.
The sixth settlement of the alliance will become a large mental hospital, and even become the dark history of the alliance.
But to be honest, Vanus's idea did make Chu Guang a little moved. The mental interference device could at least allow those survivors who do not have full capacity to engage in some simple labor to support themselves.
The only problem is that he needs a morally perfect manager who has no selfish intentions to execute his orders.
Unfortunately, he himself is not the perfect person.
At this moment, Han Shuang, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.
Leave it to me to try it out?
The Eclipse glanced at it expressionlessly, trying to suggest that it took back this sentence that might cause trouble, but Han Shuang had no intention of taking it back.
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, and a look of interest suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He almost forgot.
There is such a person around me!
However, this involves the fate of tens of thousands or even more people, and is not just a casual joke.
To confirm its determination, Chu Guang looked into its eyes and said in a serious tone.
are you sure?This is not an easy job. You can imagine those survivors as babies with the power of adults. You are the nanny for everyone. You have to plan their daily work, daily life, culture and education, and even accurately meet their food, drink, defecation, and use limited resources to make them live as personal as possible.
I don’t know if it was my own illusion, but Chu Guang always felt that the bionic man in front of him seemed to be getting more and more excited.
It was obvious that what he was talking about was a very troublesome thing.
Could this guy be an M...
With a strange thought, Chu Guang cleared his throat and continued to speak in a serious tone.
… In short, in the initial stage you need to make them at least be self-sufficient, and ultimately enable them and their descendants to fully integrate into our society.We will give you some assistance during this period, but to be honest, we are also very poor, and I am afraid we won't be able to give you a lot.
Have you figured it out
I've thought it through!
He couldn't wait to answer Chu Guang's inquiry, Han Shuang looked at him firmly, and put his right fist on his chest and performed a crappy alliance etiquette.
I have always longed to use my knowledge and experience to help the suffering people in this wasteland, and now this opportunity is right in front of me... I have already felt it!
Chu Guang stared at it with bright eyes.
What did you feel?
Han Shuang whispered with emotion as she clenched her fist against her chest.
Intellectual plug-in... is burning!
The voice was filled with a slight tremor, as if it was sung, and the upward ending sound was even more pious and holy.
However, Chu Guang was confused when he heard it.
What the hell is the intellectual plug-in burning?
never mind.
Don't worry about this for now.
From the eyes of this bionic man, Chu Guang did feel its unwavering sincerity and determination.
That pity to the suffering people in the wasteland is as firm as Ibers, a madman who fears the world will not be in chaos.
Moreover, as a bionic man, he has neither material selfish desire nor moral flaws.
It is best to do this work that human managers cannot do!
At least worth a try!
Vanus cast worried eyes on Chu Guang.Although he came up with the idea, he always felt that this bionic man was not very reliable.
However, Chu Guang's attention was on those enthusiastic eyes, and he directly ignored the staff officer standing aside.
Then please!
Um!He stared at Chu Guang with bright eyes, and Han Shuang said with great momentum, "Leave it to me!"
The solar eclipse standing behind it held its forehead.
This guy seems to have forgotten that he is the representative of Kangmao Group...
I always feel that things are getting troublesome.
……
night.
Captain's room.
Xiaoqi, sitting on the corner pen holder of the table, dragged her cheeks and shook her pencil-thick calves, and said unhappily.
Owner.
Chu Guang, who was handling official duties, looked at it away from the tablet terminal in his hand and said in a gentle tone.
What's wrong?
Xiaoqi muttered.
Although Xiaoqi is just an assistant AI, she can also help a lot...
Seeing through its thoughts at a glance, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile, stretched out his index finger and rubbed its little head.
I understand that you want to help me and believe in your ability, but this is not your job area.And... you represent me.
Huh?Xiaoqi tilted her head in confusion.
After taking a look at the planning plan for the sixth settlement of the alliance that was being drafted, Chu Guang smiled faintly.
The alliance needs to unite all survivors who can unite, but they must do this according to their actual situation.For survivors who spontaneously choose progress, we will give them enough space for self-development to bring progressive things to our society, but for the special situation of Singularity City, we can only manage them in a completely opposite way to prevent them from causing an impact on our society.
This is not just a matter of ten thousand people. There are also large areas of parishes in Haiya Province that need to be liberated. At that time, the pressure we need to bear may be several times or even dozens of times that we are now.
Although it is a bit unkind to say this, if Hanshuang messes up, it will be the blame for Kangmao Group and even the enterprise. The ability of bionics to participate in public utilities will also be questioned, right?I tend to think that within my capacity, some of the people on the Council will not ignore it.
It would be better to say that it was the trouble caused by their fathers!
If it weren't for the accident a century and a half ago, there wouldn't be such messy things today.
Xiaoqi nodded in a vague way.
So are you trying to make it easier for the future?
This guy doesn't understand Ah at all...
But someone might interpret this way.
Chu Guang shook his head with a smile and said indifferently.
If I really want to blame me.
From the beginning, I won't care about these troubles.
The mutants stationed here retreated in a hurry, and some of the equipment was thrown on the wall without even taking it away.
More than twenty Chimera armored vehicles lined up on the periphery of the wall, and more than a dozen players carrying explosives trotted forward and placed the strong explosives under the corner of the wall.
Watching his teammates retreat from the wall, he yelled in the communication channel and ordered.
Detonate!
A player immediately held the detonator in his hand tightly, and then orange-red flames exploded on the edge of the wall.
Along with the dilapidated gatehouse, the wall made of garbage was blown away in an instant.
go ahead!
The commanders of each corps issued an order.
Chimera armored vehicles started the engines and surrounded by a group of players holding rifles, they stepped into this sinful camp in a mighty manner.
Pointing his head out of the turret, the mole holding the hatch ordered loudly in the communication channel.
Be careful to search every corner carefully and don’t let any mutant go!If you don’t accept surrender, you won’t be killed!
A uniform answer came from the communication channel.
receive!
Not just the Skeleton Corps.
The same is true for the Jungle Corps.
The chicken-killing guy walking in the front was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. His steel body was covered with minced meat and blood, and the chain saw embedded in his left arm was still spinning wildly.
If the number of people in Chimera armored vehicles is not counted, he probably won the highest number of kills in the game this time.
After all, since the first day, he has been here with green-skinned beasts, much earlier than other corps.
Besides him, the second highest kill was Trash.
The fog overflowed with grey fog provided excellent cover for him who was good at melee combat. If the mutant's flesh was not too rough and thick, some mutant warriors transformed with prosthetic body were also masters of melee combat, and his kills could have reached a higher level.
After entering the nest, everyone pushed forward cautiously.
Although he has entered the nest of Qi tribe, no one has taken it lightly.
One is because these green-skinned beasts are not dead yet, and one or two lone wolfs will jump out from time to time. The other is that the shocking scenes completely penetrate the lower limit of human conscience, making everyone who witnesses everything can't help but grit their teeth.
This is the former site of the settlement of residents during the Three Years War.
Two centuries ago, hundreds of thousands of people and more were temporarily placed here.
But now this place has become hell...
Looking at the pickled products hanging on the wooden bracket, the human skin and countless bone products, I thought Jingjing only felt a twitch in the stomach.
He didn't play this game for too long, but he also caught up with the war in Luoxia Province and realized that he had seen some cruel scenes.
However, compared with the pure evil in front of you, it is still a little bit small.
Although the Wirants do not regard other races as humans, they rarely make exclamations for the sake of exclamation.
Mutants are completely different.
In their eyes, old humans were just domestic animals, so they not only threw prisoners into oil pans at will, but also made their bones into vessels and invented a series of blood sacrifice cultures to prove the excellence of their bloodline and the legitimacy of their dominance.
The screams of prey are the most pleasant sound to them, and for this reason they have specially borrowed a lot of anti-human torture from the history of old mankind.
Seeing a corpse nailed to a stone bed and cut open its stomach, the pink and tender Cute finally couldn't help but retching.
…%￥!Is this still a human?
The look of picking up garbage at level 99 was normal. Although I was shocked by the scenes in front of me and couldn't speak for a while, my facial muscles were twitching and I didn't retching.
The strong man following him sighed.
If this photo is posted on the official website, it is probably all mosaic.
The trash coughed softly with a subtle expression.
Based on past experience, it may not be passed on.
Past experience is OK.
I quickly turned my head and looked at the guy, and said in a daze.
Damn, brother, what exactly does Ah save in your album?
The trash coughed.
secret.
Touching his conscience, he has never saved any curious photos. The album mainly contains his own heroic fighting posture and wonderful killing moments. Well, considering his fighting style, some shots may indeed reach the R18G range.
But this is not the point.
In short, according to the rules set by the operator, some photos that are too curious cannot be synchronized to offline accounts.
The game operator's explanation is that the dreams built by players through virtual reality helmets actually have a protective mechanism of sensory passivation.
The specific manifestation is that even if some timid players get injections in reality, they will only feel disgusted when they are sprayed with blood in the game.
However, once you get out of the dream, this protection mechanism will not work.
After all, wasteland is not a harmonious society.
For the sake of players' physical and mental health, and to avoid players becoming more and more afraid of their fear when they go offline, the game operator will not only conduct necessary reviews on photos synchronized to offline, but will also restrict their access to some pictures based on the age of the viewer.
Not far from the slaughterhouse, is a huge department store.
Its appearance is like a cruise ship sailing on land, with a height of twelve floors, covering an area of 100,000 square meters, a total construction area of over one million, and the surrounding transportation is well connected. It is not difficult to see its past style from the magnificent outline.
However, its builders probably would not have thought that his masterpiece would be used as a captive shed by a group of green-skinned animals in more than two hundred years.
The moment he crossed the main entrance on the north side of the mall, a pungent stench hit him, and the elf Wang Fugui walking in front couldn't help but frown.
He was about to start a complaint, "What's so smelly, and a howling wind blew from the side."
He was shocked all over, and Brother Fugui subconsciously drew short and flew over. A table almost wiped his helmet and smashed it against the wall and fell into pieces.
Seeing that the mutant who was hiding in the dark couldn't attack, he roared angrily, then carried the wide-blade bone-cutting knife in his hand and rushed towards the main door with a meteor.
Yirena lifted the PU-9 submachine gun in her hand half an inch and shot it into the mutant's chest.
I saw a string of blood bursting out on the chest of the mutant with a naked upper body, and fell to the ground without taking two steps.
Good guy, he's also playing sneak attack!
Brother Fugui stood up from the ground cursingly, patted the ashes on his body, but found a handful of black mud on his body.
Subconsciously leaned closer to his fingers and smelled them. He froze and shook his hand away, looking at the black mud on his chest, his face full of constipation.
Now you don’t need to ask what the stinking smell is.
I'm afraid there are many people here... Are you okay?Looking at the rich guy looking for something everywhere, Irena asked with a strange expression.
It's okay, I'm fine... Finally, I found a waxy rag. Brother Fugui cleaned up the black mud on his body, looked at Lao Na and coughed, "What the hell is this?"
It is obvious that the ranch of the Qi Tribe.
Irena skillfully changed into magazines and looked upward at the wide long dome, and saw that the escalators were transformed into solid wooden ladders.
Not only that, the mutant also used iron chains and pulleys to make the recommended lifting tower and installed it next to the escalator.
It seemed to be used to deliver goods, and there were bottles, jars and moldy wooden boxes piled on it.
Don’t worry about the above floors for the time being. Players entering the first floor hall walked through the open space in front of the door and explored towards the nearest shopping corridor.
Soon, everyone saw the scene that they would never forget for life.
I saw the glass windows on the facades being replaced by fences made of iron bars. Behind the fence are thin figures and pairs of numb eyes.
Most of them have unkempt and dirty faces, and their eye sockets are inwardly. If they don’t get closer and look carefully, they won’t recognize that they are people.
When I saw the soldiers standing in front of the fence, the people locked in the cages all showed a look of panic on their faces, and they retreated like animals.
The person behind was probably trampled and made a slap.
Don't be afraid!We are not mutants, we are here to save you.Seeing this, the elf king Fugui quickly spoke in unstandard couplets, trying to calm the emotions of these people, but they did not react at all, and instead became even more panicked.
Looking at the helpless elf Wang Fugui, Irena sighed and put her right hand on his shoulder with a complicated expression.
Don't bother, these people... may not be able to understand the couplet.
The elf king Fugui was stunned.
Don't understand it is...
They were probably not arrested, but were here since they were born.
After a pause, Irena added and continued to express her guess.
...Eighty percent are descendants of the residents of Singularity City.
The elf king Fugui looked at him in disbelief and looked at the prison next to him. The Adam's apple couldn't help but move up and down.
It is hard to imagine that these people who live like domestic animals once had a history as glorious as the Rock.
There are only one trough filled with dark green slurry between the adjacent facades and the trough is connected to each other, and the trough is facing the outlet of the nutritional paste synthesis device.
Judging from the mottled rust, this machine should have been around for a while, and judging from the appearance and model of the machine, it is probably one of the models eliminated by Jushicheng Industrial Zone.
This cell is not very solid.
The elf king Fugui reached out to hold a rusty iron bar. Without much effort, he made it creak with overwhelming creaking. The exoskeleton pulled it off with a little force.
However, those who were locked were just looking at the opened fence tremblingly, without any reaction, and had no intention of running away.
How to deal with these people may have to worry A Guang's mind. Yirena looked around and reported it to the command center first.
The elf king Fugui was silent for a long time and said in a difficult tone.
How about sending it to Kaituo City?
This is one of the options. Irena made a helpless expression and shrugged her shoulders, but I think...it may not be the best choice anywhere to send it.
These damn beasts.
He cursed in his heart, but he was helpless about what had happened and had happened for decades or even hundreds of years.
Since a long time ago, this is a ghost image.
And there are still many similar hells in the wasteland.
If the wasteland itself is not over, hell that is more cruel than this will appear one after another, and the tragedies that have happened will be repeated again and again.
However, to be honest, he has no clue at all about how such wasteland can end.
perhaps……
The omnipotent manager will have a complete plan in his mind.
As an outsider, it is better to put aside the cruel core and enjoy the game itself.
At least the daily life of the league is still very happy.
……
However, what Irena didn't know was that there was actually no good way for an omnipotent manager.
A considerable part of the population of the Qi tribe was born in mutant farms, and only a few were wastelanders caught by mutants from outside and slaves who actively contributed to nearby plantations.
As we all know, a human worldview is gradually formed during the development of the brain. Only those who are raised in society can change from a biological person to a social person.
And the survivors here are more like people raised by animals.
Although some people in the Black Stone Tribe who encountered in the Great Desert before were in a similar situation, the proportion was far less exaggerated than the Qi Tribe.
According to the isolated samples in reality, it takes ten or even ten years for these biological people to learn to eat with their hands, let alone learn a technology to support themselves.
The alliance does not have the actual conditions to increase the 10,000 dependent population out of thin air, and this is not a problem that can be solved by sending it to Kaituo City.
Not to mention that most of these survivors are Nago addicts.
It is not a good idea to take large numbers of survivors carrying nago mycelium away from the local area, especially in the current situation.
Chu Guang, who was standing on the bridge, fell into deep thought.
Just then, Vanus, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.
How about using a mind-interference device?
Seeing that Chu Guang didn't say anything, Vanus paused for a moment and continued to analyze.
Since they are Nago addicts, they should theoretically be affected by mental interference devices when they enter the state of psychic travel.As long as you use this brainwashing tool correctly, you may be able to return to normal society.
After listening to his analysis, Chu Guang sighed softly.
Using the mental interference device to deal with people is something that has never happened in the alliance. We have continued the practice of the era of the Human League and used it only to drive away dangerous species on alien stars.It’s not that I’m not flexible, but that I’m thinking about a question…how to ensure that the choices we make today will not lay greater hidden dangers in the future.
Vanus was slightly stunned.
for example?
Chu Guang said concisely.
For example, I will ask you the simplest question, how should a mentally ill patient prove that he is not a mentally ill.
Vanus asked in confusion.
Is this something that needs to be proved?
Chu Guang continued.
If we do this, people living here in the future will have to face such a problem, and this may be the smallest problem.
Although this was just a matter of one sentence for him, executing this command was a systematic project.
In this huge systematic project, there are too many links that may deviate from its original intention and create a dystopia with technologies that should not be used in people from the beginning.
The sixth settlement of the alliance will become a large mental hospital, and even become the dark history of the alliance.
But to be honest, Vanus's idea did make Chu Guang a little moved. The mental interference device could at least allow those survivors who do not have full capacity to engage in some simple labor to support themselves.
The only problem is that he needs a morally perfect manager who has no selfish intentions to execute his orders.
Unfortunately, he himself is not the perfect person.
At this moment, Han Shuang, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.
Leave it to me to try it out?
The Eclipse glanced at it expressionlessly, trying to suggest that it took back this sentence that might cause trouble, but Han Shuang had no intention of taking it back.
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, and a look of interest suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He almost forgot.
There is such a person around me!
However, this involves the fate of tens of thousands or even more people, and is not just a casual joke.
To confirm its determination, Chu Guang looked into its eyes and said in a serious tone.
are you sure?This is not an easy job. You can imagine those survivors as babies with the power of adults. You are the nanny for everyone. You have to plan their daily work, daily life, culture and education, and even accurately meet their food, drink, defecation, and use limited resources to make them live as personal as possible.
I don’t know if it was my own illusion, but Chu Guang always felt that the bionic man in front of him seemed to be getting more and more excited.
It was obvious that what he was talking about was a very troublesome thing.
Could this guy be an M...
With a strange thought, Chu Guang cleared his throat and continued to speak in a serious tone.
… In short, in the initial stage you need to make them at least be self-sufficient, and ultimately enable them and their descendants to fully integrate into our society.We will give you some assistance during this period, but to be honest, we are also very poor, and I am afraid we won't be able to give you a lot.
Have you figured it out
I've thought it through!
He couldn't wait to answer Chu Guang's inquiry, Han Shuang looked at him firmly, and put his right fist on his chest and performed a crappy alliance etiquette.
I have always longed to use my knowledge and experience to help the suffering people in this wasteland, and now this opportunity is right in front of me... I have already felt it!
Chu Guang stared at it with bright eyes.
What did you feel?
Han Shuang whispered with emotion as she clenched her fist against her chest.
Intellectual plug-in... is burning!
The voice was filled with a slight tremor, as if it was sung, and the upward ending sound was even more pious and holy.
However, Chu Guang was confused when he heard it.
What the hell is the intellectual plug-in burning?
never mind.
Don't worry about this for now.
From the eyes of this bionic man, Chu Guang did feel its unwavering sincerity and determination.
That pity to the suffering people in the wasteland is as firm as Ibers, a madman who fears the world will not be in chaos.
Moreover, as a bionic man, he has neither material selfish desire nor moral flaws.
It is best to do this work that human managers cannot do!
At least worth a try!
Vanus cast worried eyes on Chu Guang.Although he came up with the idea, he always felt that this bionic man was not very reliable.
However, Chu Guang's attention was on those enthusiastic eyes, and he directly ignored the staff officer standing aside.
Then please!
Um!He stared at Chu Guang with bright eyes, and Han Shuang said with great momentum, "Leave it to me!"
The solar eclipse standing behind it held its forehead.
This guy seems to have forgotten that he is the representative of Kangmao Group...
I always feel that things are getting troublesome.
……
night.
Captain's room.
Xiaoqi, sitting on the corner pen holder of the table, dragged her cheeks and shook her pencil-thick calves, and said unhappily.
Owner.
Chu Guang, who was handling official duties, looked at it away from the tablet terminal in his hand and said in a gentle tone.
What's wrong?
Xiaoqi muttered.
Although Xiaoqi is just an assistant AI, she can also help a lot...
Seeing through its thoughts at a glance, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile, stretched out his index finger and rubbed its little head.
I understand that you want to help me and believe in your ability, but this is not your job area.And... you represent me.
Huh?Xiaoqi tilted her head in confusion.
After taking a look at the planning plan for the sixth settlement of the alliance that was being drafted, Chu Guang smiled faintly.
The alliance needs to unite all survivors who can unite, but they must do this according to their actual situation.For survivors who spontaneously choose progress, we will give them enough space for self-development to bring progressive things to our society, but for the special situation of Singularity City, we can only manage them in a completely opposite way to prevent them from causing an impact on our society.
This is not just a matter of ten thousand people. There are also large areas of parishes in Haiya Province that need to be liberated. At that time, the pressure we need to bear may be several times or even dozens of times that we are now.
Although it is a bit unkind to say this, if Hanshuang messes up, it will be the blame for Kangmao Group and even the enterprise. The ability of bionics to participate in public utilities will also be questioned, right?I tend to think that within my capacity, some of the people on the Council will not ignore it.
It would be better to say that it was the trouble caused by their fathers!
If it weren't for the accident a century and a half ago, there wouldn't be such messy things today.
Xiaoqi nodded in a vague way.
So are you trying to make it easier for the future?
This guy doesn't understand Ah at all...
But someone might interpret this way.
Chu Guang shook his head with a smile and said indifferently.
If I really want to blame me.
From the beginning, I won't care about these troubles.
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