Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Meng Chao and Lu Siya didn't want to disturb the managers of the garbage disposal center, so they could only sit in the shack deep in the garbage mountain and wait.

Seeing the recyclers sweating profusely in the harsh environment, Meng Chao couldn't help but said, "I never thought there would be such a place in Dragon City!"

"Do you think they work hard?"

Lu Siya sneered, "Actually, they are already very lucky. They have at least one full-time regular job. Just such a 'recycler', I don't know how many people want to be one, but they still can't!"

Meng Chao was silent.

I know that Lu Siya is telling the truth.

The unemployment rate in Dragon City remains high all year round.

Although official statistics put the unemployment rate at "only" 10%.

But that was the result of taking into account the fighting when the monsters attacked, repairing the cities destroyed by the monsters, various temporary employment and relief from work.

For these temporary and relief jobs, the compensation can only guarantee the basic nutrition of synthetic luncheon meat, and the shack that barely shelters from the wind and rain, and there is no quality of life.

If full-time regular jobs are used as the standard, the real unemployment rate of young citizens aged 20 to 30 is very likely to exceed 50%-this is a very scary value.

It’s no wonder that even jobs like “recyclers” are so sought after by countless people.

The scene in front of him made Meng Chao vaguely understand why Lin Chuan would say "Extreme Current cannot save Longcheng" before he died.

I also realized how the future Dragon City will come to an end.

Thinking of Lu Siya's luxury car, and the price of a meal in a high-end restaurant with an elegant environment near "Sega Tiancheng" just now, I felt a new feeling in my heart.

Lu Siya keenly sensed his emotional fluctuations, snorted lightly, and said, "I know what you're thinking, and I hope to change everything I see just like you, but Lin Chuan's method can't solve any problems."

Meng Chao frowned and said, "Why? The expansion and upgrade of Fuxi Road Primary School is almost complete."

"So what, it's just a school that treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

Lu Siya said, "The root of all problems in Dragon City is our lack of resources, space, and market—today's Dragon City mainly relies on spar mining and hunting monsters to obtain resources. It can be said that it is a high-tech fishing and hunting civilization. .

"The fishing and hunting civilization is destined to be unable to feed tens of millions of people in such a small space.

"Only with industrial civilization can tens of millions of citizens live a comfortable and dignified life.

"However, for an industrial civilization with tens of millions of people to function well, in addition to raw materials, what is more important is the market, which is a huge consumer market with hundreds of millions or even billions of people.

"Dragon City is a lonely army in a foreign land, and it can't find a consumer market ten times larger than itself, so how can it provide enough jobs so that everyone can live a comfortable and good life?

"This is the crux of the problem. As for those of us extraordinary people who come from a wealthy family, whether we are greedy for enjoyment, whether we can't drive a sports car, can't live in a luxury house, and whether we are willing to make contributions is secondary. After all, 95% of Dragon City The above-mentioned citizens are ordinary people, and the real wealthy children do not exceed 1%. Even if we all realize this and donate all our wealth, how many schools can be built and how many ordinary people’s life-long problems can be solved?

"So, again, instead of donating all your wealth to build some elementary school like Lin Chuan, it is better to continue to invest this money in cultivation, improve combat effectiveness, expand outward, and conquer the entire alien world.

"Only by conquering other worlds, opening up a consumer market that is ten or a hundred times larger than Dragon City, and continuously dumping out the manufactured products of Dragon City, can Dragon City build factories that are ten or a hundred times larger. Provide ten times or a hundred times more jobs, so that most ordinary people can earn money and live a dignified life, without having to be like garbage bugs here and there.

"How to conquer the alien world? Of course we can only rely on us transcendents! But transcendents are not stupid. The alien world is big, mysterious and dangerous. The so-called 'torrent of steel, sweep away thousands of troops' is nothing more than a slogan to appease the people. A transcendent with a clear mind will think that the road to conquest will be smooth sailing, and it is taken for granted.

"Conquering other worlds is risky, even death. Extraordinary people can stay comfortably and live a decent and decent life in Dragon City, so why should they go outside the mist and fight to the death with creatures from other worlds?" For the sake of the earth' this kind of reason is too illusory, sports cars and mansions are more practical.

"So, in order to help these poor ordinary people in front of us and save each other's only homeland, we extraordinary people should make money and enjoy it, turn our endless desires into endless motivation, practice hard, expand externally, and finally , laying a vast market for ordinary people a hundred times, creating a hundred times high-paying jobs, and then using tax revenue to build more and more advanced schools-this is the solution once and for all, compared with Lin Chuan's naive idea, Much more reasonable, isn't it?"

"..."

Meng Chao was silent for a long time, and said, "Let's change the subject, sister Ya, your earrings are very pretty."

While the two were talking, the tattooed brawny man came back.

Followed by a dirty little girl.

The little girl was wearing a filter mask, a cloak, and thick anti-cut and anti-corrosion sleeves wrapped around her arms. She hid behind the tattooed burly man and looked at them with some trepidation.

"She met the person in the photo, about half a month ago, I can't remember the exact date." The tattooed burly man said straight.

Meng Chao and Lu Siya looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, let's just ask casually."

Lu Siya combined two wads of cash, handed them to the tattooed burly man, and said with a smile, "You said, you saw the person in the photo half a month ago. Where was he and what was he doing?"

"He, he was walking around on the garbage mountain."

The little girl said timidly, "I stepped on the ground, fell from the garbage mountain, and cut my hand. I saw it nearby, so I went up to help him bandage it. Later, when Uncle Li came over, he ran away half way through the bandage."

"Why don't I know about this?" The tattooed burly man frowned and said in a deep voice.

It seems that he is "Uncle Li".

"Forget it, the garbage dump is not an important military site, so don't embarrass the little girl."

Lu Siya glanced coldly at the tattooed burly man, then looked back at the little girl, and said softly, "Little sister, do you still remember what the man in the photo was doing on the garbage mountain?"

"I have no idea."

The little girl bit her lip and said hesitantly, "He is looking in the direction of the biochemical treatment plant, as if he was looking at something."

The biochemical treatment plant is where the giant sandworms provided by "Lingchuang Biology" devour garbage.

Lu Siya pondered for a moment, rolled her eyes, touched the little girl's head, and said softly, "Little sister, I'm done asking, these two pieces of information you said are very important to my sister, thank you very much."

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave.

Lu Siya seemed to remember suddenly, and said casually: "By the way, did you meet the person in the photo before or after the giant sandworm lost control?"

Without even thinking about it, the little girl blurted out: "It was before."

The tattooed strong man "Uncle Li" coughed loudly, helpless to Lu Siya, but glared at the little girl viciously.

The little girl knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and her face turned pale.

Lu Siya smiled slightly, took out another stack of banknotes from her bosom, slapped it on the chest of the tattooed brawny man, leaned closer, and said softly: "If I know, you dare to touch half of this little sister's hair, believe it or not, I can strip it off." your skin?"

The face of the tattooed burly man trembled, and he almost screamed in fright.

"So, half a month ago, the giant sandworm here really got out of control, right?"

Lu Siya took off her sunglasses, pierced the strong man with ice-pick eyes, and said coldly, "What happened at that time?"

"Yeah, nothing."

The tattooed burly man stuttered and could only tell the truth, "There are usually hundreds of giant sandworms working at the same time, and it is normal for a few giant sandworms to get out of control once in a while because of the interference of the spiritual magnetism—anyway. The so-called out-of-control is nothing more than refusing to eat, or messing around on the ground, after the call of the beast master, it will soon return to normal."

"Is it the beast master of the 'spiritually created creature'?" Lu Siya asked.

"right."

The tattooed burly man nodded and said, "There are several technicians who have been stationed here for a long time at the 'Lingchuang'. They are all masters in making and manipulating giant sandworms. Deep in the ground, I can't find it no matter what."

Lu Siya asked: "How many?"

The tattooed strong man thought for a while: "It seems to be five, yes, five."

Lu Siya said: "What happened later, how did you deal with it?"

"I didn't deal with it. Anyway, the giant sandworm has a docile personality and rarely attacks humans. 'Lingchuang' couldn't find it after searching for a few days, so let's just forget it and help us make up for the missing giant sandworm. This item It's over." The tattooed burly man said honestly.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the shack.

Several "recyclers" ran in angrily and shouted, "Brother Li, it's not good, the rats have come out to make trouble again!"

"What?"

The tattooed burly man slammed his fist hard, "Damn, these damn rats!"

"What's the matter, mouse?" Lu Siya narrowed her eyes.

"Yeah, it's a mouse."

The tattooed man told Meng Chao and Lu Siya that it was normal for snakes, rats and ants to live in the depths of the garbage dump.

But under normal circumstances, they are sneaky at night, and in broad daylight, they seldom run under the iron tongs and steel rods of the "recyclers" to die.

Recently, for some reason, the rats in the garbage dump have been extremely active. Even in broad daylight, they dare to swagger and rampage, and they are much more aggressive, often scratching and biting the recyclers.

"How long is it recently?" Lu Siya asked.

"It's only a few days, about ten days!" The tattooed burly man replied.

Meng Chao and Lu Siya looked at each other.

"Go, go and have a look." The two said in unison.

Let me explain to everyone that no updates have been added recently, it's not that I'm lazy.

In fact, since I wrote "Spiritual Force", my cervical spine and lumbar spine are not very good, and I have a dull pain all day long.

Then this year's physical examination revealed a lot of problems such as fatty liver, high uric acid, kidney crystals, overweight, and so on.

Mrs. Niu ordered Lao Niu to lose weight.

Lao Niu also felt that if he continued like this, he might not be able to write seventy-three.

It just so happened that Mavericks learned to swim during the summer vacation.

I also learn with the Mavericks, and I feel a little better after splashing in the water every day.

Come and go, time is spent here.

But after a bit of calculation, basically 10,000 updates per day can still be guaranteed, and then when Lao Niu adjusts, he will definitely add more updates. Thank you all leaders and brothers and sisters for your support!