"However, the money is not much. It is enough for traveling to nearby places, but it is not enough to leave the northern border.
You don’t need money for food, clothing, housing and transportation outside, so we have a better proposal here.
Our business group has opened some Originium processing factories in the villages, which can provide you, the infected, with opportunities to work and make money.
If you are interested, you can go to the steward first to sign up..."
Wu Ke floated in the air and followed the team marching below for four days until they arrived at a small village.
After arriving here, he found that the leader of the team summoned the miners who chose to leave and told them these things.
And Notenola's words sounded very reasonable when heard casually. It seemed that he was really thinking about the miners who chose to leave.
But after thinking about it carefully, Wu Ke felt that there seemed to be something wrong inside, but he couldn't tell what exactly was wrong for a while.
He was floating in the distant sky, looking at the miners who came to this small village. After they signed up to work and earn money for travel, they were escorted by the soldiers in the team and brought one by one to greet them. carriage.
The carriage full of people drove all the way and stopped in front of a building in the village. The miners were led into the building.
Wearing a white robe that blends into the snow, Wu Ke asked for it from the black armored shield guard in the guerrillas before he came.
At this time, he fell silently, wearing a white robe, but his whereabouts were like a ghost, and no one noticed him.
"This is the place where you will work. Your main job is to be responsible for refining the source stone mine.
People who have had this kind of work experience can now start working immediately, and their wages will be the same as those of older employees here.
Those who do not have this kind of work experience must undergo a period of skills training. Before you master the refining skills, you will not have a fixed salary, but the factory will be responsible for your food and accommodation.
Now, those who know how to do it stand on the right, and those who don’t know how to do it stand on the left. "
The steward's voice coming from inside the building gradually went downwards, and it seemed that the person who spoke was moving underground.
After letting go of his hearing, Wu Ke heard more noisy sounds. His cross-eyed... ahem, he opened his clairvoyant eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
Good guy, Wu Ke saw more people under the ground, busy like ants down there, seeming to be making some things, and then carrying the made things outside.
Wu Ke touched the transport exit of the underground assembly line and found the refined source stone in a remote corner above this seemingly ordinary small village. It was being packed into boxes and loaded onto a transport truck.
. . . .
"I finally made enough money!"
After quietly squatting in the village for two days, Wu Ke was shaken. He watched a man who said that he had made enough money and was probably an infected person, be taken into the place where the village steward lived.
"If you want to leave, why don't you think about it? Although you have been here for more than half a year and have earned a lot of money, it is less than the cost of travel. Don't you plan to earn more?" Are you leaving?"
The steward tried to persuade the skilled worker to stay, but he refused: "I have been away from my hometown for many years, and there are still people in my hometown waiting for me to return. Thank you, steward, for your persuasion, but I really It’s time to go, I don’t want to wait any longer.”
"All right."
The steward had no choice but to give up, but called two people in.
"Pay him his salary and then send him on his way."
Wu Ke squinted his eyes and thought to himself, the plot he had been waiting for was finally here.
However, this did not...
When the steward said he was sending people off, he really was sending them off.
Wu Ke watched the man being blindfolded, watched him get into a carriage, and watched as the carriage traveled for a long time and arrived at a walled city.
He also watched the other party buy a ticket, get on a vehicle that should be regarded as a train, and left the city without incident.
The plot of betrayal and murder did not happen at all. Except for the working hours in the underground factory being a bit long, everything else seemed to be normal. During this period, there was no whipping or torture of infected people.
. . . .
Half a day later, Wu Kefei returned to the transit mine and reported the matter to Bozhuokas, who was still here.
"I see."
After listening to this, Bozhuo Kasti showed a look of understanding, but did not say much about it.
"Guerrilla man, do you know what's going on?
I sensed something was wrong, but I didn't know what it was.
Can you explain it to me? "
Wu Ke asked for advice.
"This is a black factory. They use another way to exploit the labor of infected people."
Bodrokas was silent for a while and then explained.
"Do you know what the normal salary is for an Originium refiner in a formal factory?"
Wu Ke shook his head. He was not from this world. Although he had been to cities in this world with others, he did not go to inquire about them. However, he felt that there should be more than that black factory.
"Ten times, ten times the salary offered by that black factory."
Wu Ke stared. Although he expected that the factory would be dark, he didn't expect it to be so dark.
"Hiring one normal Source Stone refiner who is not infected is enough to hire ten Source Stone refiners who are infected."
The young man stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Bodrokas asked instead.
"I think I should talk to the person in charge of that black factory. The factory can be a little blacker, but this kind of blackness should be moderate, and there should be fairness and justice!"
Wu Ke said seriously.
"Fairness and justice? If there really was that kind of thing in this world, it probably wouldn't be like this..."
Bozhuo Kasti did not say this.
He sighed and just said: "It's useless, they are taking advantage of the rejection of infected people by most ordinary people, and the interests involved are huge. You can't impress those people with just a few words. "
"But, I don't intend to impress people with just words!"
Wu Ke raised his fists with an innocent look on his face.
Bodrokas looked at the sandbag-sized fist, then at the extremely sincere light in the young man's eyes, and suddenly fell silent.
After a long time, the old guerrilla man said: "Young man, I know you are very powerful, but some problems cannot be solved by force alone. I hope you can understand."
"No, I don't quite understand. I only know that I saw problems and incorrect things, and I wanted to solve them, but Mr. Bodrokas, you were ready to stop me and prevent me from solving those problems. .”
"Solve the problem? What method? Violence?"
Bodroka asked instead.
"This is not violence, this is justice."
Wu Ke retorted seriously.
"..."
Bodrokas narrowed his eyes and shook his head.
"Any behavior that uses force to make others submit and act according to one's own ideas is considered a form of violence."
"If the result it leads to is correct, this kind of violence should be respected as justice, shouldn't it?"
"Or, you, the old man who leads guerrillas to attack mines in the snowy fields, are someone who doesn't agree with the use of violence, but you still do such incorrect things even when you deny the correctness of your own actions. Woolen cloth?"
Wu Ke raised his question. He got a lot of information about Bozhuo Kasti from the black armored shield guard.
Hearing this, Bozokas was speechless for a long time.
Just when Wu Ke thought he had nothing to say and was about to leave to do something.
The old man sighed and suddenly said: "I don't know whether my guerrillas and I were right in attacking the mine."
"Isn't that correct?"
"When people are in a situation, they often cannot objectively see their own position clearly. In the past, I have done some things that I thought I was right, but in the end I regretted things that I cannot regret to this day."
"..."
Wu Ke was silent, obviously he had inquired about it and knew about it.
"What I object to has never been the use of violent means to change reality. What I object to is just the practice of breaking away from the reality and intending to directly use violent means."
"Old man, are you referring to the fact that I want to persuade others to act? Is this an unrealistic approach?"
"I led the guerrillas to attack the mines on the snowy fields. After I confirmed that I was attacking the mines, I could actually change the tragic fate of the miners in the mines that were attacked, so I went to attack."
Bodrokas answered the question and continued.
"And if the result of my attack on the mine is not to change the tragic fate of some infected people, but to make them all die collectively, do you think I will still attack the mine?"
"..."
"In the same way, you plan to seek so-called justice for those infected miners who choose to leave, and you plan to use force to persuade the managers of black factories to be moderately black. There is nothing wrong in itself."
“But have you ever thought about what would happen to the infected people who work there to make money if those people give up and prepare to close down the black factories?
Will they appreciate you?
No, they will only blame you for cutting off their only remaining channel for obtaining money.
Our guerrillas will also be affected by this. Those people may cut off the channels and routes for trading supplies. The thousands of guerrillas will not be able to survive on the snowy plains. "
"Listen, boy, I never succumbed to fate, but I had to succumb to reality, and the reality is that you can't use force to force those people to change.
If the status quo is maintained, infected people working in black factories can at least get one-tenth of the pay.
If we don't maintain the status quo, no one will benefit from it, but will suffer losses. Unfortunately, I have to think about the guerrillas. "
When a messenger of justice is full of enthusiasm and is about to use his fists and kicks to act for his ideals, others pour the cold, temperatureless water of reality on your head. This feeling is so sour that Wu Kedu frowns. Wrinkled into the word "囧".
"Are you just going to leave it alone?"
"Of course not, but changes can only be made when the ability and circumstances permit."
The young man put on a serious face and thought about useful ways to stay within the bounds of reality.
Seeing this, Bozokas said with relief: "Actually, as long as the infected people stand up and are no longer persecuted and discriminated against by the outside world, this kind of black factory incident will never happen again."
Wu Ke nodded and agreed with Bozhuokasti's statement. The black factory took advantage of this to offer low wages and exploit the infected miners' labor.
"By the way, our guerrillas are preparing to launch a new mine attack. Do you want to participate?" Bozhuokasti suddenly asked.
"certainly."
After hearing this, Wu Ke's mood was not depressed and he quickly changed his mind.
. . . .
The north wind howled. The mine targeted by the guerrillas this time was just a small mine.
"The main purpose of this attack is to train you who have recently joined the guerrillas. You need to get some teachings and understand what elusive cooperative operations are. Hey, Sir SB, are you listening?"
This time, Bodrokas did not come, but the black-armored shield guard who had not yet had a name came. He saw that the young man was in a trance, so he couldn't help but call him.
Wu Ke was listening to the movements in the small mine in the distance. Suddenly he heard the call of the black armored guard next to him, and then he came back to his senses and nodded: "I'm listening."
[I believe you, you are obviously in a daze! 】
"That's good." The black-armored shield guard continued to say to the guerrilla recruit Danzi behind him with a cold face: "Guerrilla, guerrilla, as the name suggests, we are not a team that is good at fighting the enemy head-on. Instead, we must use our own advantage in the dark to launch a sudden attack on the enemy.”
"There is an unwritten rule in our guerrillas. Even if our overall combat power is stronger than the enemy, we should not forget our caution easily, let alone give up our advantages at will. All battles that can be solved by sneak attacks must be Don’t fight a head-on battle.”
When he said this, the black armor shield guard looked at Wu Ke emphatically and seemed to mean something: "Even if you do have the strength to fight one against a hundred, there is no guarantee that your companions around you will not suffer heavy casualties. Or it could force the enemy to do crazy things, such as killing compatriots in the mines."
Seeing the young man wandering away again, seemingly unmoved, the black-armored shield guard couldn't help but ask: "Sir SB, do you think what I said makes sense?"
Wu Ke's monitoring of the small mining farm was interrupted again, but he nodded seriously and said: "I think what you said is absolutely correct."
"Wait a minute, you won't rush up from the front alone, right?"
The black armor shield guard felt that it was very necessary to ask this question clearly.
"How is this possible? Unless it's a tactic of attacking in the east and attacking in the west, I rarely do such reckless behavior of rushing in from the front."
The young man looked serious.
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