8 o'clock at night, TGF Hotel, Presidential Suite.
Babar Slok arranged a luxury hotel owned by his family for several visitors from the Sky City, and the entire floor was occupied by the young man, including several guest rooms, a gym, a swimming pool, a high-rise garden, and a conference room. Everyone was gathering in the conference room, listening to Gongsun Ce summarizing the progress of today's investigation.
"The problems in the Magnetic State are mainly divided into two parts, the abnormal situation of Bibi and the wave of layoffs of magnet control technicians. The factors that caused the former are unknown, while the latter is mainly due to the influence of Y·C Industry's promotion of prosthetic robots in recent years. .”
Gongsun Ce drew a flying saucer and a dumb robot on the whiteboard, placing a question mark between them.
"The anomaly of Y·C Industry is obvious. We all know that capital is fundamentally profit-seeking. No company will do anything to destroy itself for the so-called social change. Y·C Industry should logically lose money until the end of time. They have gone bankrupt and are still able to maintain the business and annexation model today, which can only mean that someone has helped them fill the hole."
"Sorry, the person behind the scenes has not been found." Qiluo put on a crying face, "There is no record in the database. A detailed investigation requires physical access."
"It doesn't matter, I guess it's probably Ultimus." Gongsun Ce pointed at the question mark between the two with a black pen, "And now, I deeply doubt that there is a connection between the two."
"Objection." Qin Qianbai pointed to the young man next to the whiteboard, "If the unemployment rate is related to the situation of Bibi, it is impossible for it to go crazy only twice in this thousand years."
"Then what makes Bibi crazy is the hidden truth behind the appearance of unemployment. I have a guess about this..."
Gongsun Ce suddenly asked: "Is any of you here familiar with Lingdao's giant corporate management art?"
"Speak directly and don't beat around the bush." Rei Shigure said impatiently.
"I'm glad to see that everyone doesn't understand. In fact, I don't understand either." Gongsun Ce smiled cheekily, "But I know who understands them best. Qiluo, give me a call."
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"The underworld conflict in the handbag area? Tell the leaders of both sides that if there is no reconciliation, ninjas will intervene. Please be aware... I know there is a shortage of manpower, but the point of deterrence..." The controller held an old-fashioned telephone receiver in one hand. , talking back and forth, "I understand that the old people are dissatisfied, but the release of the dragon worshiper is a request from the Sky City... Think about it, do you really want to use such a rude word as 'please'? Shattered I'm afraid =san won't be happy after hearing this?...That's good, no, no, no, no need to cut off your fingers to apologize, after all, I just heard wrongly."
"Wow! I'm going to die!" The controller put down the two phone receivers and cried out like he was being hit by a karate master. The giant ninja smash was drinking a cold drink on the tatami in the back, getting some time off by handing over all the paperwork to the self-harm and controller.
If I had known this, I should have refused the promotion. The controller took a sip of iced barley tea and thought sadly. After being promoted, the salary doubled, but the workload also doubled. If I had known this, I might as well have been patrolling at the bottom... "Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!" , the controller connected with doubts: "Domo, this is Yamada from the Ninety-Nine Kyoko Pagoda...aieee, Mr. Gongsun?! The video call is no problem, you were joking, it's not troublesome at all!"
The controller set all communications in the office to the "I'm sorry" state, which is the highest-level do-not-disturb signal for secret work. He put his phone on the table and connected the video. Mr. Gongsun looked good, and there were beautiful girls beside him as usual.
"Young, Yamada! You look like you've worked too much overtime."
"Ah haha, I have complied with the labor law..." Yamada said guiltily, "It's great to see that Mr. Gongsun is still safe! Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I have something to ask you. Do you know Y·C Industry?"
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Gongsun Ce briefly talked to the ninjas about the company and automatic robots, while Yamada was listening and searching for information.
"...I understand." Yamada nodded, "Investing huge amounts of money that is inconsistent with income during the promotion period of new products to show advantages in multiple aspects is actually a common method used by giant Lingdao companies."
"What benefits will this bring to them?" Gongsun Ce asked. "Local investors are not fools. They want to play tricks such as driving up stock prices or enriching their own pockets. This is basically useless for foreign companies that have just arrived."
"How should I put it..." Yamada pondered, "Mr. Gongsun, what do you think is the most valuable thing for capitalists?"
"Technology and quality control?"
"You think of capitalists too well." Yamada sneered. "In fact, most giant companies don't care about product quality. What they care most about is the people who buy the products...that is, what consumers think.
As long as consumers want to buy, even fake and shoddy goods can be sold at high prices, while high-quality products that cannot be sold are equivalent to scrap metal. This is the real purpose of huge-funded promotion tactics. These seemingly short-sighted and ridiculous propaganda are actually surprisingly efficient in changing people's ideas. "
Yamada showed a photo. In the photo, they were familiar with Weiyuan City. The airship used for commercial promotion repeated vulgar and even ridiculous slogans in the night sky. Cheap, cheap, actually cheap.
"It seems ridiculous, right? But they really have an effect. If you hear a sentence ten times, you will feel bored, if you hear it a hundred times, you will feel familiar, and if you hear it a thousand times, you will trust it." Spending your salary on an idol group is for adults. People who choose "You must go to Yamato Island Resort once in your life" and "horsepower ice tea is harmless to the human body"... People who have these concepts engraved in their minds will naturally put money into the coffers of the company."
Gongsun Ce nodded repeatedly: "In other words, ideas are the most valuable commodity."
"You're right... changing people's concepts can change people's lifestyles. If you turn products into daily necessities, you won't have to worry about making money. But even huge-funded promotion tactics rarely achieve this level. . Being exposed accidentally will result in bankruptcy, so there should be another level of consideration after that." At this point, Yamada stopped talking to avoid disturbing the other party's thoughts.
Gongsun Ce snapped his fingers: "Thank you very much, Yamada! It's actually been of great help. Is there anything I should pay attention to about this company itself?"
"They make good shurikens."
The rumbling sound came like a voice-over, and the black wall behind Yamada turned over, revealing the face of a giant ninja. That wall is actually the shattered back.
"Lei Ming=san is also in that company. He is a magician who is good at controlling thunder and lightning. He will not be your opponent."
"Can you please send me a copy of the information so that I can be prepared?" Gongsun Ce smiled and shook his head, "Are you passing the work to Yamada again?"
"Angry hahaha!"
The giant ninja smiled generously and walked away from the screen. Yamada, who was wearing a brown ninja outfit, made a bitter face in 0.5 seconds. "Please take care of yourself!" He changed his face into a smile with the speed of a professional expert, and said goodbye to Gongsun Ce and his party.
Gongsun Ce closed the video call, turned around, and said to the ladies: "If you start thinking in this direction, the situation will show a completely new side. The biggest impact of the layoff of technicians on society is not actually that many people have lost their jobs. The work lies in the subtle changes in people's 'concepts'.
The eldest lady mentioned an interesting statement before when collecting intelligence. The locals used to use the word confrontation to describe the relationship between man and nature. If humans and nature are regarded as tit-for-tat armies, the technicians who convert the dangerous enemy elite soldiers' magnetism into our own power are undoubtedly the top elites of the human camp... and after most of them were replaced by robots , what would ordinary people think? "
Qin Qianbai thought for a moment and replied: "It's enough to rely on robots...?"
"Correct. 'It's okay if we don't have a general'. 'It's enough for the robots to take our place in the battle.' 'That way there's no need to fight.'... If such a team is brought onto the battlefield, it's not surprising that the opponent will kill them in one go." .”
"It's possible," Airandia said. "The mind itself has power."
"However, the 'usable' thoughts are all focused on specific materials." Shigure Rei tapped on the table, "What this method can affect is at best redundant concepts in a local area...you think those have no power. Will the memes affect the status of local totems? This is too far away from the mysterious world, and it is almost the same as the former spiritual prison world."
Gongsun Ce waved his hand: "I'm sorry, ladies, can you speak more clearly? I don't quite understand what you are talking about."
"Actually, Ms. Shigure doesn't understand. She is just echoing me." Airandia said, "This is what you need to learn in the future."
"Ahahaha, she's just pretending!" Gongsun Ce laughed quite unscrupulously.
"This guy...!" Shigurei's teeth grinding sound sounded clearly. "Calm down, Shigure Rei!" "Don't pretend to understand." Qiluo and Qin Qianbai quickly controlled someone with a dark face to prevent everyone from fighting before taking action.
"Getting back to the subject, this may not be a direct impact of the dragon phenomenon. It may be that someone used people's ideas to accomplish something, but now this idea has been shaken..."
Alandia was thinking quietly, and Qin Qianbai noticed that her expression was somewhat familiar. She observed for a while and realized that those tiny movements and eyes were almost exactly the same as Gongsun Ce. It was Ate who had been learning from her, and many of his ideas for solving problems came from this lady. Think, speculate, confirm, solve.
"This is still speculation, we need to confirm it. Ce, I have an idea." Airandia said, "I saw in the newspaper last week that there will be an employment art exhibition specially set up for the unemployed tomorrow. .”
"Ah~!" Gongsun Ce nodded in agreement, "You are right, we can make this exhibition grander. If 'concept' is really that important to them, Mr. President will definitely come to the door himself."
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Two hours later.
Ten o'clock at night, Y.C Industrial president's room.
Yamamoto Carter slumped in his office chair and let out a tired sigh. The oiran robot brought from Zero Island automatically came up behind him and rubbed his shoulders. The robot's hands were cold in the air-conditioned room, so Yamamoto thought that he should add an intelligent temperature control system to it.
Yamamoto was very tired. A lot of things went wrong during today's program recording. He was severely challenged by the host. In the evening, there was another cocktail party for the purpose of acquiring small and medium-sized enterprises. But he also has a sense of accomplishment. The advancement of automated production is changing the city and people's thinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Thoughts are weapons more powerful than money. The new era he dreamed of is now dawning, an era made by machines that will allow mankind to regain freedom... a better tomorrow...
"hey-hey."
Yamamoto smiled proudly and proudly. He turned on the TV to see if there was a replay of his interview. The late-night news was showing on the TV, and the young man in red with short hair was talking to the reporters.
"...Mr. Jago Drusus, Cardinal Governor of the Catholic Church, expressed his deep humanitarian concern for the unemployment wave of technicians in this city and surrounding areas. Mr. Jago said that after all, machines cannot replace creative humans, and tomorrow's Art exhibitions are the best proof of this..."
The interview with the Red Governor is over. President Yamamoto's face suddenly darkened. He turned off the TV and slapped the remote control on the table angrily.
"Those bastards from the TV station!" Yamamoto shouted angrily, "They just made a promise to me at the cocktail party last week, but it turns out...where is the business spirit of the United People! I went to be a clown on the show Is this what I got in exchange! Thunder=san! Thunder=san!
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"I am here."
The ceiling of the president's room opened, and Lei Ming, a corporate ninja wearing a bright yellow ninja uniform, stood silently in front of the president. "We are outsiders after all, and the Slock family and the church have greater influence." Lei Ming told the truth that he didn't want to hear, and President Yamamoto tugged at his hair anxiously. "Those bastards, if they get the opportunity to publicize it, all their hard work for so long will be..."
The corporate ninja waited quietly until the president regained his composure. A sly smile appeared on President Yamamoto's face.
"That's good. If the other party wants to test it, let's find a way to turn it into an opportunity. Tell the people in the church that we are also willing to participate in charity art exhibitions and send the latest skillful K9s there."
"Very happy."
"Then, tell the people on the TV station and those self-media bloggers that this event is the best opportunity to prove the church's concepts. The truth is always highlighted in the debate... In short, it is just those clichés. Then ask some experts to publish it in the newspaper Let's quarrel and let them take advantage of this momentum to stir up the topic. The more popular the better, right? Then choose an eye-catching title. 'Machines vs. Humans! The battle for the right to speak in art!' This is good, right?"
"I'm very happy." Lei Ming nodded, "Do you want to praise me?"
"That's it, hold them high, and then push them hard for the last time." Yamamoto's eyes became firm, "Thunder=san, use your ability to interfere with them tomorrow. Make sure they fail! Then people will You will have a profound understanding of who the progressives of the times are!”
"I'm very happy," Lei Ming said, "but the other party's experts will not sit idly by. They have the Creation Envoy over there, and the investigators from the Sky City have arrived today."
"Is there a big difference between manifestation and creation?" Yamamoto frowned.
"It's as big as the difference between Zero Island and Usters."
Lei Ming knew that this metaphor made Yamamoto completely understand it. The president was thinking hard at his desk, flipping through the enemy's information with him.
"That young man only has a world-class fighting ability when he activates the Psychic Technique, right?" Yamamoto asked, "Then, if he is forced to the point where he has to use Psychic Technique... Mr. Gaius can collect We have enough information, right? This is more meaningful than our mission itself, right?"
"This is actually the case." Lei Ming said, "A meaningful defeat is a different kind of victory. Please lend me the equipment given to you by Hongyi Qing."
Yamamoto cringed when he heard this, and he said worriedly: "You can use the weapons produced by the company, such as iron sand shurikens. But forget about that, thunder = san. It is too dangerous, it is not something that humans can use. "
"If you don't even have this level of consciousness, you will only be defeated by the enemy in an instant."
Lei Ming stood silently, his eyes showing a stubborn fighting spirit and a fanaticism similar to President Yamamoto.
"Yamamoto=san." He changed to his personal title, "After a certain age, human beings can clearly see their own limits. Just like politicians who can't climb up, white-collar workers who can't be promoted, I am the same. .I have reached the state of manifestation through practice, and I will stop here in my whole life.
However, I want to see the scenery beyond the 'end' no matter what. I don't expect to be able to stand there, I just want to take a look... even for a moment, I am satisfied. "
"Alas..." Yamamoto hesitated for a long time before making a decision, "Please pay attention to your safety."
The two came to the deepest part of the Y·C Industrial Building. In the dark space stood a set of alloy armor about two meters high. Golden currents flashed across the equipment, and the helmet was made into a ferocious shape, like a ferocious dragon about to bite off its head.
