Annihilation of the solar system

Not long after the meeting at the central subway station, a new feature was added to the union's page. It was a very retro chat room program. It was almost exactly the same as the chat rooms at the turn of the century when the Internet first entered the home. The page

The lower 1/4 is a text input box, while the upper 3/4 can see other people's comments.

The difference is that every time you enter the chat room, you will get a randomly generated number as a nickname. This nickname cannot be changed by yourself. This makes everyone in the chat room do not know who the other person is, and everyone has a tacit understanding of each other.

Don't try to guess the other person's identity.

If it were before the crisis era, no one would have cared about this old-fashioned chat program. But now that the crisis is approaching, and there is only heavy and repetitive work every day, this chat program within the union seems to have become everyone's concern.

paradise of souls.

Although I don’t know whether there are many chat rooms or just one. But people in the chat rooms every day share their lives, work and web games without reservation. Some of them even share their own personal information.

I am willing to share my private life in the chat room.

After He Zhengping returned home, he mostly just watched the web game where time passed slowly and the chats of other workers in the chat room. He liked to watch others talk about their joys, sorrows and joys, which made him very satisfied.

But I have never joined the chat.

When he got home from work that day, He Zhengping had just used the extra ration to make himself a roasted pork ribs with potatoes, which is rare in this era. He put the meal in front of the computer, held the rice bowl and looked at the co-workers Tian Nanhai in the chat room as usual

We were chatting about the mountains in the north. Suddenly, an unprecedented set of pictures appeared in the chat window.

This chat room does not have the function of sending pictures. This set of photos was taken by a surveillance camera on the side of the road. In the photo, the full trucks are connected end to end like a long queue winding and circling along the road.

"I know this place! I work in an industrial park near this highway!"

"This is where?"

"A national highway next to Guangling County is Guangling County in our mountain city!"

Soon, another set of photos appeared on the chat window. The location where these photos were taken seemed to be a recorder of engineering equipment. The background of the photos was very dim, not like natural light during the day, nor at night.

Photo. Because the lights of various construction machinery and transportation vehicles in the photo are reflected on the tall dark red shale dome.

"What are they doing? Are they building a tunnel?"

"How can there be such a wide tunnel? In the photo, it looks like the cavity is at least the size of several football fields!"

"Look carefully! The direction of the surrounding rocks and the number of engineering equipment are different. These photos were not taken in the same place."

"What do they want to do?"

The workers in the chat room were discussing intensely, but most of them were curious and lamenting about such a super project. The next set of photos that appeared began to arouse everyone's suspicion. The photos were still in the huge underground tunnel.

The video was taken from a truck unloading goods.

It can be seen from several photos from different angles that the unloaded goods include materials for building prefabricated houses, bunk beds, daily biological supplies, tables and chairs, etc.

"Are they building an underground bunker?"

"I don't know, it looks similar. It doesn't look like a warehouse specially used to store supplies."

"Such a big underground fortification can hold a lot of people!"

"There are more than 20 million people in Shancheng City. How many people do you think this cave can fit in? Do you think we have a chance to get in?"

The atmosphere in the chat room was like a firewood pile doused with gasoline and met with sparks, and was ignited in an instant. Questions, abuse, anger, and lamentations were filled with it. The refresh frequency of the subtitles has far exceeded what the human eye can see.

The speed of seeing clearly.

Although no sound could be heard through the text of the chat, the harsh voices of abuse and accusation seemed to have penetrated the computer screen and entered He Zhengping's ears. And he himself was extremely surprised and angry.

A few minutes later, the subtitles in the chat room stopped abruptly, and the text input box also turned gray. Only the cold photos were left in the chat window. Looking at those photos, He Zhengping felt as if he had not been able to board.

The despair of the last lifeboat in a sunken ship.

"Incentivize labor efficiency! Ensure fair rights!"

This line of text appeared on the chat window. The blood-red font reflected in He Zhengping's eyes, just like the anger pouring out of his heart at this moment.

Although this line of words is not unfamiliar, it appears on the union's website almost every day. But at this moment, He Zhengping felt that every stroke of this sentence contained real truth. He could imagine that at this moment in front of the computer

Every union member's face shimmered red, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

"Our efforts and sacrifices without regard to reward are to fight for the right to survive for ourselves and our families!"

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"We will not use any privileged group as a stepping stone for survival, we will fight for our own fair rights!"

...

"But now it seems that such fair power will not automatically appear to us!"

A line of words that appeared on the screen every ten seconds ignited He Zhengping's anger layer by layer, and also stirred up his deepest and most primitive desire for life.

"But our biggest enemy is still the alien invaders in the transfer orbit. We cannot engage in unorganized destruction and riots, which will only destroy the fruits of our own labor. And in this way, we will be in the doomsday war in the future.

It’s harder to survive.”

He Zhengping stared blankly at the computer screen. The hand holding the spoon had been fixed in place for a long time, so that the spareribs covered in oil soup on the spoon were even covered with a layer of oil film produced by cooling. He was shocked.

Angry but helpless.

"Next, tasks will be assigned to all workers. In order to fight for the rights we deserve and ensure our foundation for victory in the doomsday war, please be sure to act according to the instructions!"

Finally the union slogan appeared on the screen again:

"Incentivize labor efficiency! Ensure fair rights!"

The content on the chat window was automatically cleared. He Zhengping gradually calmed down from the high mood just now. He put the ribs in the spoon back into the bowl, and his mood became uneasy.

For He Zhengping, who is naturally reserved and has experienced interrogation by the National Security Bureau, it is one thing to be passionate and passionate on the traceless Internet. If it is to be implemented at the implementation level, it is another thing to confront the crisis law head-on.

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He remembered the revolutions in the rain of bullets described in the book, and once again he fell into great regret and distress. He even blamed himself for not having seen the content of today's chat.

But I have been a member of the union for so long and have accepted so many extra rations. Especially after the two meetings, the union’s orders are now like ideological stamps that I cannot refuse.

Just when he was waiting for instructions in panic, a line of red letters appeared on the screen. He Zhengping's originally nervous mood suddenly relaxed, and he even scooped up the dishes in the bowl with a spoon. While eating, he carefully

Look at your task carefully.

Because that task is really very simple and easy. So easy that it can be completed without breaking the Crisis Law.