However, after hearing the order of 'fire freely', the secretary hesitated for a moment. Chairman, arbitrarily granting the peace officers the authority to fire freely to suppress the unrest is likely to lead to the further expansion of the riot, eventually causing a lot of casualties. This may have a very large impact on the city's production capacity for a long time to come.
But he regretted it before he finished speaking, because he noticed that the chairman was staring at him expressionlessly.
There was no warmth or emotion in the chairman's gaze, as if he was looking at a dead person. The secretary couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He felt as if he had been thrown into the wasteland of eternal night without taking any precautions against the cold. Like other people, the warm summer heating in the office could not contain the chill spreading in his heart. The cold sweat unknowingly soaked his shirt, and his hands and feet became numb from the fingertips due to excessive tension, and gradually lost consciousness.
He suddenly remembered the fate of previous secretaries.
The former secretary found a way to make the factory produce more efficiently and reduce the burden on the workers and reported it to the chairman. As a result, he was expelled from the Night City and left to die in the Evernight Wasteland; There was a fatal flaw in the resolution. When he was conveying it on his behalf, he cleverly helped the chairman fill the loophole in the resolution and was sent to the 'production workshop'. The former secretary made suggestions to the chairman about the treatment of engineers and was then arrested and sent to prison. Into Dawn Prison
The secretary was not stupid. Like the engineer, he received higher education in the Overnight City. As a second-class person responsible for mental work, he immediately figured out why those secretaries ended up like that.
Being smart.
This kind of self-righteousness that wants to actively demonstrate one's abilities in front of the chairman is disliked by him. The chairman does not care about how good the secretary is, nor does he care about being more insightful. He only cares about whether the secretary can convey his orders without compromise.
Don't be too smart.
At the same time, when this judgment took shape in his mind, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He was so dizzy that he almost fainted on the spot.
Are you finished?
There was no change in the tone of the chairman's voice. It was as flat and rigid as a machine. However, the more it sounded like this, the more frightened the secretary became. His body trembled uncontrollably. He wanted to defend or explain, but his mouth opened wide. But he couldn't make any sound because of fear and nervousness.
However, what he didn't know was that the physiological reaction of losing his voice due to fear saved him, and the chairman slowly moved away his cold gaze.
The chairman is giving a silent warning - don't be too smart to question the chairman's decision.
If you have nothing else to report, stand down and I will continue to rule the Iron Throne.
This indifferent man who seemed to be wearing a human skin mask said, and the secretary, who had been a little nervous for a long time, naturally took advantage of this step and walked down the stairs, leaving the office as if fleeing. There were only directors in the huge room. A room where Chang is alone.
He looked at the secretary's back as he almost rushed out of the door. His eyes never changed at all, as if he didn't care about the other party's rudeness at all. Then he leaned on the back of the metal chair and closed his eyes, connecting to the entire world through the Iron Throne. Energy tower control system.
Countless complex information and data flooded into the chairman's mind again as the nodes opened and the connection loops were restarted. Data flow and large amounts of information washed over his consciousness, and then a three-dimensional tower-shaped projection was gradually modeled in his mind. Forming - This is the control system of the Night City Energy Tower. It will provide real-time feedback to the Chairman on the operation status of each component and facility of the energy tower.
But now, many facilities in the energy tower have begun to flash warning red lights.
Night City is an extremely deformed and twisted society with layers of exploitation.
The real power controller of Night City, the Chairman, is at the top of this pyramid. He single-handedly built this city and established violent institutions loyal to him. He also controls 9% of the city. More than ten wealth
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Represented by engineers, highly educated mental workers and technical workers are located in the middle of the pyramid. They share 80% of the remaining 10% of wealth. Even in the context of this wasteland apocalypse, they still Can live a more decent life.
They don't have to work hard for sixteen hours a day like workers. They wear neat and decent custom-made private clothes. They are equipped with power cars to express their status and wealth status and some precious metal small cars that have no practical use and can only be used for decoration. Accessories.
Instead of eating energy bars and meat from nowhere like workers do, they can eat fresh vegetables and livestock produced in greenhouses and greenhouse farms.
Among them, the middle class with the most wealth and status can even get some seasonings that are more precious than the same weight of gold. They can afford to rent a steam robot and use its steam boiler to cook hot pot.
The workers at the bottom are the group who are exploited and squeezed by the entire city. They bear all the consumption and burdens caused by the upper class, and continue to work with high intensity day after day in exchange for a meager salary. They live their lives without dignity, rest, or security.
No one even realizes they are being exploited.
However, not everyone realizes this.
Although there have been several turmoils and uprisings in Night City, these were all ambitious middle-level people who took the lead and instigated workers to initiate unrest in an attempt to overthrow the chairman. But in the end, this kind of uprising had no impact on those who control the violent institutions. As far as the chairman is concerned, he is nothing more than an armed ***.
The wrenches used by workers to tighten screws and the hammers used to knock can pose no threat to his security team at all. All it takes is a volley of fire from the security team, or simply capturing their leader. Let these rabble disperse like birds and beasts.
Their actions do not have a unified core idea in them, nor do they have any of their own thoughts and will mixed in them. They simply act in accordance with the beautiful vision promised to them by the rioters, and the beautiful vision promised to them , it just ensures that they have enough to eat every day.
Ultimately, this level of unrest and uprisings is nothing more than nonsense.
To this day, no one has truly "awakened" among the workers, a bottom group that has suffered so much.
As a writer once said, happy families are generally the same, while unhappy families are each unhappy in their own way.
This statement still makes sense if we replace families with adults.
Most of the working people living at the bottom are unfortunate, and each of them has his or her own misfortune.
Ah Cha is also one of these countless living beings.
Hey, here it comes again. Ah Cha woke up from dizziness. He raised his head from his workstation with difficulty, and gradually regained consciousness while looking at the parts passing by on the production line. How long have I been unconscious? You won't be found out by the foreman if you faint for too long, right?
If the money is deducted again, I won’t even be able to eat.
There was a smooth and warm feeling in his nasal cavity. He subconsciously touched his nose and found that his hand was a shocking blood red.
My nosebleeds started again, eh
He only had time to wipe the bleeding nose with his sleeve. The scarlet blood stains fell on the dirty and worn clothes, which only deepened the color of the thick stain. Then he grabbed the conveyor belt that was about to be conveyed in front of him. After transporting the parts away, continue to do your own work.
Ah Cha knew he was sick, but the savings he had saved were only enough for the doctor to make a rough diagnosis. Now he has no money for follow-up treatment.
Not only did he have no money for treatment, but it was also difficult to eat, so he was worried that the foreman would find out and deduct money.
But it may be that he was lucky and only fainted for a few seconds and did not miss too many processed parts. It may also be that the foreman did not notice his small mistake and did not bother him until he got off work at ten o'clock in the evening. When he left, he didn't threaten to deduct half of his salary for today. .
Soon Ah Cha returned to the remote and slightly dilapidated shack, and he tried his best to
He stamped his feet to keep his body as warm as possible, and then ran to the table excitedly and started debugging the equipment. The equipment on the table was two black boxes stacked together, and a tattered box with wires connected to it. With the microphone in hand, he deftly turned on the radio, and the machine began to hum in the noise.
This set of equipment was put together by him and a few friends. They found a broken radio broadcaster in the garbage recycling bin, and then pooled their money to buy replacement parts. They relied on the limited knowledge they learned in general education. Knowledge, and the books I bought, I finally fixed this thing after a lot of effort.
With everything ready, Ah Cha took a deep breath, adjusted herself, and turned on the microphone.
Hello, dear listeners, I am your old friend, the broadcaster Acha
Broadcaster.
It is considered a special group in Night City.
This group of people is not considered a class, but a special profession. Broadcasting was originally a pastime for the second-class gentlemen in their free time. In this era of lack of entertainment, the reconstruction of radio can be said to have been immediately sought after by the second-class gentlemen, and some gentlemen took the initiative to join it. , to become a broadcaster, they are excited to start their own program, while some people are more interested in listening to other people's sharing, holding the radio and switching between different channels every day.
Of course, these gentlemen are not the only ones who have become broadcasters. There are also many lower-level workers among them. There have even been cases of people who have become broadcasters and whose radio programs have been highly sought after by upper-class gentlemen, and who have jumped up the class by chance. .
Ah Cha has a dream.
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Change it first and then change it. It’s very uncomfortable when the eczema recurs. It’s so itchy that it’s hard to concentrate. Let’s take time to see a doctor tomorrow=. =, sorry again for the late update
