After the song was sung, the workers suddenly woke up from their dreams. Most of them had a look of loss on their faces. They woke up from the dreamlike mental state just now, which caused a slight commotion in the crowd. However, because the effect of cognitive modification is still there, these workers are still lined up neatly, maintaining order to the greatest extent.
However, the workers' emotions have obviously been aroused, and their mental state is not as lifeless as before.
At this time, Christina, who was standing a little behind, quietly tugged on Wu Ming's sleeve.
What should I do next?
Christina said that although she had made friends with these strangers a while ago, this young intellectual aristocrat participated in this party for the first time today, so she seemed a little eager to try now, and their emotions had been aroused. Should we start educating them now, or directly encourage them to overthrow the chairman's brutal rule?
Wu Ming shook his head: No, don't worry about this now. There are more important things to do now than these.
Christina wondered: Huh? More important things? whats the matter?
Fulfill his promise. Wu Ming turned his head and looked at her. Don't forget why these people are willing to gather here.
Only then did Christina remember that this event was promoted as a gimmick of giving out free food: But I haven't seen you prepare so much food. Rather, are you really prepared to fulfill your promise?
Of course, according to my opinion, this is part of establishing trust and order. Just think that I am using food to win people's hearts. As for the preparation, you don't have to worry too much. Wu Ming said that he woke up the auxiliary device, opened the storage space that gradually became his storage space, and began to take out pots of food that had been prepared long ago. I had already prepared them and could take them out at any time.
The steaming vegetable soup and the toasted, soft and crispy bread immediately caused a greater commotion in the crowd when these two foods were taken out.
Where did this come from? !
It smells so good!
White water? And what are the things in those boxes? Is it the food I mentioned before?
And Christina watched Wu Ming take out pots of steaming food from the diamond-shaped space crack, and couldn't help but be speechless: Where did you take out this food? When did you prepare it?
Workers who often eat energy bars as their staple food and rarely have access to other foods have never seen it, but as an intellectual aristocrat, Christina knows the rarity of these foods.
Whether it’s the vegetable soup that exudes the milky aroma, or the baskets of bread that look like they’ve just been baked, the materials used to make these things may not be considered a big deal in a normal modern society, but in the Night City in the night hemisphere In fact, it is a privileged benefit that only nobles can enjoy.
The vegetables needed to make vegetable soup and the flour needed to make bread all rely on greenhouse cultivation. Milk, butter and cream require the establishment of greenhouse pastures to raise cows to produce output. Both greenhouses and greenhouse pastures require constant heating.
Not to mention that the soft and crispy bread in front of you is obviously not the dry and hard black bread of the Middle Ages. The black bread mixed with a lot of bran is strong enough to be used as a weapon. It cannot be eaten without soaking it in soup. Swallow it, and the bread Wu Ming took out was not like the dry and hard black bread in terms of appearance and texture. It even had a faint sweet aroma, which meant that these breads contained yeast, eggs, There are no shortage of ingredients that are difficult to make with white sugar.
Although the intellectual nobles had no problem enjoying these foods, a foreigner could take out so much in one go
However, Wu Ming did not answer her question. Instead, he smiled and conjured a big iron spoon from his hand as if by magic: It's your turn next.
I? Christina pointed to herself in confusion.
That's right, it's up to you to distribute the food, a bowl of soup and a piece of bread to each person. Wu Ming handed her the big iron spoon. In short, she was a guest cook to prepare food for them.
The cook Christina was dumbfounded and took the iron spoon, but is this really useful?
To be honest, she didn't have much confidence in Wu Ming's approach.
but
Wu Ming seemed quite indifferent. He shrugged: Give it a try. How can you know something if you don't try it?
And this is also a necessary part of my plan. If they themselves cannot realize that their right to a better life must be defended, fought for, and created by themselves, even if someone leads them to rebel, it will be nothing more than a rebellion. It's just someone else riding on their head.
But it would be a long process to win with their own strength, and many people would be sacrificed in the process. Christina lowered her head.
Struggle inevitably involves bloodshed and sacrifice. Wu Mingdao said, they need to think, they need to explore, they need to figure out what they are fighting for, they need to pay blood and sacrifice to open up a way forward, they need to always be careful not to be corrupted, they need to unite all the forces that can be united, and gather ambitions The same companions, fighting to change this situation and change the world
Only after experiencing this, will they understand better than anyone else that a good life and human rights should not be given by others, but something they fight for and defend with their blood and lives.
So from a certain perspective, this kind of sacrifice is inevitable and even more necessary.
His expression was calm, and his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance.
She stared blankly at Wu Ming as he expressed his opinions. She found that the baby-faced man in front of her seemed to have thought about it a lot. At the same time, she also felt a shudder - not just because the other person could make such cold-blooded remarks in an understatement. Fear, and the indescribable sense of alienation in the other person.
It's like this person is clearly standing in front of you, but he seems to be a phantom that doesn't belong anywhere and may disappear at any time.
However, at this moment, Elizabeth's energetic voice interrupted her random thoughts.
Okay, okay~ After listening to this song, everyone should come here and line up as required~ We are going to have dinner~
ah! Okay, Elizabeth is also ready. The sense of alienation surrounding Wu Ming suddenly disappeared, and it became 'real' again as if he had returned from fantasy to reality. He smiled at Christina, it's time for you to start working.
The queue of people has begun to move forward slowly.
She scooped up a large spoonful of soup and poured it into the bowls of the workers who lined up in front of her. Then she suddenly thought of an interesting joke and couldn't help laughing and joking: Do I have to try hard to shake my hands when I'm serving them food?
Wu Ming was stunned for a moment and then realized: If you shake hard enough, maybe shaking once is enough. Just kidding, don’t worry about not enough food. Just give me some time and I can make a large batch of these foods right away. Come.
The raw materials for these foods are actually made by Wu Ming using the material conversion module. In theory, he can make them using any substance as raw materials, so there is no need to worry about insufficient food.
Hey, Christina couldn't help but put her forehead with one hand. It would be great if I could also encounter such a good thing when I was in school.
Suddenly a rich voice broke the awkward silence between the two.
What is your purpose?
Wu Ming only felt that there was a huge black shadow blocking the light that was shining on him, and a sound as thick as thunder rumbled. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the owner of the black shadow.
He was a big man with a strong build and a ferocious face.
And he knew the man.
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