"What?"

Zhang Yuan leaned out of the window with his upper body and turned his head to look at the car bug behind him.

Originally, there was only one correspondent and a machine gunner in the car pit, but now there was an extra head that was almost broken, and the corpse of a monster lying in the car pit.

This is a half-human tall black dog, with an extremely ferocious look.

At first glance, it looks like a headless dog is skinned by someone, covered in blood and covered in mucus.

【So disgusting!】

【vomit】

[If I make a mistake, please let the law punish me, instead of seeing this thing during dinner, I will really spit it out on the spot!]

[Mosaic! Mosaic!]

The live broadcast scene is a mutated black dog corpse, which has great visual impact.

In other words: it's quite disgusting and can spit out overnight meals.

Zhang Yuan had killed countless monsters, and he had long been accustomed to it. His eyes fell on the machine gunner with blood stained with pain on his face: "How is it? Is it serious?"

The machine gunner gasped in pain and shivered a little when he spoke: "The wrist of the left hand was bitten by the dog, and the bone was broken, and the left hand was temporarily scrapped."

Zhang Yuan said: "Change positions with Qingluan."

Qingluan leaned out of the car window with her upper body and climbed into the car bucket while driving at the high speed of the black pickup truck.

Because the machine gunner's hand fracture was unable to climb, Zhang Yuan pushed open the rear door, picked up the back collar of the injured machine gunner who was one head taller than him in one hand, and stuffed the other party into the back seat.

The two sat on the left and right. Zhang Yuan bought an analgesic and slapped the needle with a long slap. He slowly pushed the transparent liquid in the needle to the muscles and broken bones around the broken bones of his arm. The burly machine gunner's painful expression was obviously much more relieved.

Zhang Yuan lowered his head and tore off the left sleeve of the machine gunner to observe the wound.

There are four fingers on the upper and lower sides of the wrist and you can see the thick white bones inside through the wound.

The machine gunner gritted his teeth: "I killed hundreds of zombies, and my body is already immune to biochemical viruses. If you get bitten by a monster, you won't mutate, it won't get in the way."

Zhang Yuan nodded to show that he understood.

The elite warriors assigned by the superiors to act with him were all elite warriors.

For example, this machine gunner killed hundreds of zombies, and his physical resistance was dozens of times stronger than that of AIDS self-healing Si Tianze, and he did not take biochemical virus vectors seriously, such as zombies, ordinary mutant animals, etc.

Zhang Yuan pressed and pressed his hands around the broken bones, and couldn't help but frowned: "The mutant dog has such strong bite force? It's almost as good as a tiger!"

The machine gunner smiled bitterly: "It's really strong. The bones of the hand were broken into two pieces on the spot. If it weren't for breaking its head, I'm afraid both the correspondent and I would have been bitten to death."

Zhang Yuan reminded: "Although analgesics is injected, the pain cannot be completely avoided. You can bear it and I will help you take it."

Yubi, buy two splints and a roll of bandages, and the blue veins on the machine gunner's face and neck burst out, and the almost twisted expression was almost twisted, and the broken bones were connected.

“Hu~Hu~”

The machine gunman was covered in hot sweat on his forehead, and he was slumped in the seat as if he was exhausted and panting.

Zhang Yuan spent thousands of world origin power to buy a bone healing agent and gave the machine gunner an injection.

The milky white potion similar to milk was slowly pushed in, making the machine gunner sit up straight: "This, this is a waste."

Zhang Yuanman didn't care: "What's the waste? The resources are not given to those in need, so should they keep them for having children?

Do you think you won’t die anyway, and it will be better to cultivate for a few months. Thousands of world origin power can recruit hundreds of warriors, and hundreds of warriors have much more functions than you alone?

Even, you can act as a production worker when you are in cultivation.

In this way, there are people who make up for the machine gunners, and there are more than a dozen combatants and one production staff, so how can they make a fortune?"

The machine gunner looked up at Zhang Yuan, then lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

He didn't say anything, but he did think so.

Bone healing agents are expensive and are too wasteful to use on yourself.

However, it is precisely because I use it on myself that I don’t have much time to say anything, otherwise it will seem too pretentious.

He is a man with a sturdy back and waist over two meters tall. He is carrying a machine gun with a weight of 60 or 70 kilograms in one hand and is like carrying a little chicken. He can't say those pretentious words.

Zhang Yuan said: "Yes, it's really not cost-effective to do this.

Why don’t you think about it again? Is it cost-effective to set up wires for mountain valleys and mountains and wows?

If you want to use a few million wires along the way, how many cents can you earn from those who often use electrical appliances, just a few light bulbs and an old color TV. You are reluctant to buy air conditioners and even if you buy them in summer. How many cents can you earn from the electricity bill?

I paved a cement road for them and filled it in hundreds of thousands or millions. I didn’t see any reward, but it just made these people live a more comfortable life.

From a profit perspective, things like this are not cost-effective, they are all business at a loss.

but!

The world's profits are not all!

There is something called social responsibility!

Let people in the valleys and valleys use electricity and walk on the cement road, so that people who are not well-fed or not have enough food to wear and warm food are all social responsibilities.

It is a responsibility for me to recruit you in!

You are living people, not tools to help me guide other worlds.

So, I can accept that you are tired of fighting and want to live a peaceful life and change careers to be a production worker.

However, I can't accept that your arm is broken. You take painkillers every day to suppress the pain and endure all kinds of inconveniences, because you can't fight and can only settle for the second best job as a production worker.

I can't accept that this result is because it's not cost-effective."

Zhang Yuan looked serious: "If you blindly pursue profits, you will lose yourself and become a capital tool, become a capital puppet, and be manipulated by profits.

Just like the ancient Greek mythology and legend, the evil dragon plunders treasures everywhere, and finally lie alone in the mountain made of gold coins.

Does this make sense?

Perhaps, it makes sense to some people.

Money is their life. They are willing to be a tool of money and a lackey of money. They regard money and profits more important than anything else. Even if the company's employees die suddenly, they will not pay for it. They just sue and turn around and leave.

After they became tools, they regarded the people below as profit-seeking tools, and were tools from top to bottom, without feelings, and without any responsibilities.

But I recruit you to treat you as partners who fight side by side.

Including those elderly, weak, sick and disabled production workers are also our partners, instead of treating you as tools and kicking you away when you lose your value, regardless of whether you are in pain or not, let alone your life or death.

You are not tools, and likewise, I don’t want to lose myself and become a tool. I have become a little more power of the world’s origin in my pocket and use any means to lie in the ocean formed by the world’s origin and thus destroy humanity.

So, I will do something that is not worth it.”

Zhang Yuan had a smile on his face and a light in his eyes: "There are many things that are not worthwhile in this world, but we still have to do it. Not only I can do it, but responsible people and responsible companies can do it, and the country can do it."

【pattern】

[If everyone gives a little love, this world will become a beautiful world.]

[How do you say there is no clothes? You are the same as your comrade! How do you say there is no clothes? You are the same as your foetice! How do you say there is no clothes? You are the same as your robe! We are one!]

Chapter completed!