From star abyss

Woohoo——

The armored train slowly drove into the station. The workers of the Eighth Underground City Construction Bureau cursed and knew that they had to work hard. They got up from the ground and started to work.

"Work has started, work has started - hello, where are you safety officers? Put on your vest, wear a helmet, wear a helmet! I have told you several times that you must wear a helmet when work begins! Anyone who does not wear a helmet will be fined."

"The new supplies have arrived, hurry up and unload them! President Devlin has issued an order that the 21st dungeon must be delivered by the end of the year. If we don't finish the job, Lord Entropy will lower the sky, and all of us will die!"

"Is there anyone else? Our drone hub is malfunctioning. Bring in some people, the logistics port is going to explode!"

"The workers at Port 2 fell into the pit!"

"Move the things first, we can't spare anyone's hands..."

Hard work, busyness, danger.

Forty years ago, when people were cheering for the assassination of old lady Medway, workers never imagined that they would end up like this in the future.

It is clear that His Excellency President David Lin has implemented a large number of reform measures, abolished laws that unequal men and women, and eliminated family organizations.

But why are life becoming more miserable?

There are endless underground cities to dig and build. In an atomized society, everyone has no dependence. Apart from the country, companies and compatriots, there is no closer relationship.

Those who desire to fall in love will be ridiculed, those who hope to get married are not even supported by a marriage law, companies are responsible for the birth of 90% of the population, and people continue to work and pay taxes to support the children of the public.

Nominally, everyone can have their own genetic offspring, but you will not meet him/her until you die of old age.

October 10, Galactic Era 265.

This year’s theme is: Why do we live?

Excavator Kelesim Vendro finished his day and turned in his work, but only had six hours to rest.

Six hours later, in order to cope with the inspection by the Emergency Engineering Committee, they will have to work another shift. The emergency shift will last twelve to eighteen hours. The doctor will come and prescribe them sedatives and nutritional solutions to help them work overtime until the last minute. .

He was covered in mud, his feet had been soaked in the water for too long and had become rotten, and a stinky smell filled the air from his heels. When he left the pothole, he rode the Monkey Car, a single-person suspension like a swing, bumping along the way at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, and came to the surface without protection.

"vomit!"

He had just gotten off the monkey car when a worker next to him fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. Then two prosthetic eyeballs popped out, emitting smoke. The safety officer put on a gas mask and gloves and walked over cautiously. He checked the machine and waved his hand:

"The working hours are too long, the prosthetic chip is overloaded, the heat expands and contracts, the blood vessels burst and become necrotic. They are taken away and the organs are harvested and left for others to use."

"The organ inventory of the First Engineering Hospital is full, and several other hospitals have stopped accepting them. There is no place to store them."

"You see if the Red Arrow people are willing to take it, but we really can't sell it to outsiders, and we can't waste the country's property."

Find the prosthetic master and ask them to remove the exoskeleton engineering equipment to expose the skin full of pinholes.

"Hey, my neck."

A man was holding his neck, where he had been bitten by an insect at some point. A large area had festered in one breath, and he was grinning. Not long after, the project supervisor immediately took him away, for fear of contamination and breeding of plague.

"Those who are off work go this way, one by one. Don't argue."

The supervisor in yellow and black uniforms shouted, holding an electric shock baton in his hand, directing the crowd to gather and walk into the huge facility covering an area of ​​four hectares.

Kelesim was shirtless and followed a long line of people into the disinfection room. Every worker, regardless of gender, had their heads shaved and all their body hair shaved clean.

Forty thousand workers were constantly crowding forward in the S-shaped corridor, one after another, one after another.

There are no distinctions between men and women here, only excavators, operators, mechanical workers, medical workers and management workers.

Only then will people be grateful that companies have selected workers through precise genetic matching, and every one of them has no body odor. Otherwise, with so many people crowded together, even the dung beetles would find it smelly.

"Move forward in an orderly manner, don't push!"

Just as the supervisor shouted this, a bald woman in front of Kelesim immediately screamed, crossed her chest with one hand, and questioned the man behind her:

"Yeah, why are you touching me?"

"Sorry, it's too crowded."

The man apologized.

However, the female worker still refused to give up. She stared at the other party with her red eyes and suddenly said:

"Are you going to violate me?"

"Tsk—leave it to Bai Meijun."

The man didn't take it seriously and poked the other person's ribs. The two immediately laughed and joked casually:

"What age is it? Do you think men who have been born through repeated genetic editing will still be interested in women?"

"Tch, I'm quite looking forward to it." The woman smiled: "I heard that although men and women in Baimei Army are not equal, they can freely enjoy love and marriage - you said that they have feelings for the opposite sex. What kind of experience is it?”

"I don't know, but I do know that the workers in Baimei Army earn less than one-fifth of us, probably because all the money is used to support their families."

"I really envy them. Although they earn less, they still have family and love." The female worker sighed with emotion.

The male worker plausibly said: "What's the use of love? Each of us has offspring, and everyone is born for frost. Those conservative families will die sooner or later."

"But they are so free, they can be affectionate, they can love and be loved, love and family, how beautiful it sounds."

"But they are poor. How can human beings give up money and status to pursue family and love? For things like offspring, as long as they have money and perform well enough, they can go to the government to buy weight. By then, biological offspring will be able to Better seedbeds and eggs are born from pairings.”

"This is too ceremonial and not romantic at all."

"You can't eat romance, man."

The male and female workers, shirtless, stood in a long line in the stuffy disinfection room. They discussed the existence they had never enjoyed before, and talked about life under Bai Meijun's rule.

There is no gender difference between them. Women are also keen to discuss politics, weapons and football, while male workers are also wondering whether the wages they earn are enough to buy the latest fashions.

For the new generation of frost-plated people who have been screened out, gender is no longer important.

The Frost Plate Federation has carried out many reform measures. After the gender group changes, Frost Plate has also improved its economic policies and switched to a productivity-based system. This has allowed companies and workers to form a huge interest group, coupled with massive federal dungeon orders. They came one after another, making the customized frost plating workers and companies one of the most important forces in the federation.

Since workers themselves do not have family needs, but the state promises to provide biological offspring, workers no longer need to invest most of their energy and money in their families, but instead turn to carefully nurturing and rewarding themselves, and crazy consumption drives the internal cycle .

In his early years, Davidlin upgraded all the colonies to union republics, giving Frost Plate almost inexhaustible resources.

Customized Worker-Business-Country

Bureaucrats are no longer selected from elections and civil servants. Instead, frost-plated workers purchase 'weights' to find perfect matches in the gene pool, and are then evaluated and produced by intelligent agencies. They are then nurtured and implanted with loyalty over a period of time. , only then came to power to govern the country.

In a sense, apart from not directly letting the computer wear a black hat, and adding a natural selection process, this is no different from AI governing the country.

familyless society

Select AI to govern the country

free trade

Kelesim saw in the news that a scholar had a new name for the Frost-plated Federation in the new era.

In order to distinguish it from the capitalist Frost Republic in the past, today, a trinity country like the Frost Federation is called 'creditism'.