Those who have no way to retreat

"For hundreds of years to come, the bloody conflicts will not stop.

People will continue to die, and there will be fewer and fewer people in the entire society. Until a delicate balance is reached, those in power make a compromise, and the society will continue to develop in an incredible and strange direction..."

Ogami asked in a thoughtful tone:

"Are you saying that people will live in [immortal] corruption forever?"

Chen Yan shook his head:

"Actually, it won't. When the productivity is developed enough and the resources of the entire society are enough for everyone to share, the production relations will reach a new stage called [distribution on demand]."

"That new stage has never been reached by any civilization."

"At that time, although [immortality] will not disappear, its impact on people will definitely be much smaller than it is now."

After Chen Yan finished speaking, he immediately refuted his words:

"I'm just saying this based on my own experience and conjecture. In fact, the situation in the empire is very different from what I assumed."

"Human vision cannot escape the limitations of the times. There is only so much I can see now, so I can only communicate with you within my limited vision."

"In my opinion, this country's productivity has long been developed enough...

Even too developed to provide sufficient resources for the entire society——

This can be easily seen from Leonardo's brutal approach to occupying the market.

All it takes is a redistribution of resources to reshape the entire society!

Although there are some strong sequelae, as long as valuable technologies and important means of production are retained, a more dynamic society will surely rise quickly from the ruins of the old."

Ogami said: "But the Leonardos will still appear again."

Chen Yan nodded and said: "Yes, there is nothing we can do about it."

Ogami asked again: "Is there a permanent way to prevent the Leonardos from appearing again?"

Chen Yan wanted to deny it, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly changed his tune.

"some."

He looked at Ogami and said:

"You could try to kill them all."

Ogami answered simply:

"No, I have tried many times, and each time I failed. The curse of immortality will infect everyone, and everyone is happy to [become a believer in immortality]."

Chen Yan frowned: "Is that so..."

What did Ogami ever do...

He calmed down and said to Ogami:

"I'd like to trouble you to come with me again tonight...after this trip, maybe we will have new ideas."

"The world is so different from what I imagined, and my perspective on the world needs to change."

"And all my changes must be based on sufficient practice."

…

…

When Chen Yan and Ogami arrived at the dormitory building of the steam bus operating company, it was already 8:30 pm.

This is an old tube building that looks like a black rectangular toad, and the windows in the numerous cells are the spots on the toad's body.

At this time, a small part of the spot was emitting dim kerosene light from the inside out.

Like most tube buildings in the empire, the staff dormitory of the steam bus operating company was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco, which almost covered up the ubiquitous smell of urine.

It wasn't until the two of them went up to the third floor and stood at the door of Room 329 that another smell appeared——

It was a strong smell of engine oil.

Room 329 on the third floor is open like other dormitories in the staff dormitory. The dormitory, which is less than ten square meters, is messy. There are various parts that Chen Yan doesn't recognize piled up everywhere in the corner. Those parts have one thing in common, that is, there are too many

Most of them are stained with black oil stains from engine oil.

Chen Yan's eyes crossed the almost inhospitable parts on the floor and landed on the back of the bald man on the table by the window.

"Hello, are you Mr. Sergey?"

Baldhead was stunned for a moment and turned around.

Through the dim light emitted by the kerosene lamp placed on the messy work table, Chen Yan first saw the black leather coat on his body that had been washed away.

Along the collar, there is a thin light gray sweater. The sweater is almost covered with balls of wool. Mr. Sergey is obviously a person who doesn't like to take care of himself.

At the same time, Chen Yan also saw Sergey's thinness from the sweater - he must be a very thin person, because he couldn't even hold up such an empty sweater.

Sergey stood up, pushed back with his right hand as if inadvertently, and pushed a package of medicine under a large notebook on the workbench.

He looked at the two unfamiliar Asian faces and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I am Sergey, who are you?"

Chen Yan pretended not to notice his little move and replied: "Mr. Andile introduced us."

Upon hearing the "Mr." prefix of Andil's name, Sergey's eyes changed significantly.

He stood up, coughed twice, came to Chen Yan, and stretched out his hand.

Chen Yan shook hands with him and entered the door.

Until Ogami also entered the door, Sergey closed the door, locked it, and then walked over the scattered parts in a familiar manner, came to the workbench, and took it. It looked dirty on the outside, but it was quite clean on the inside.

Iron cups, pour them two cups of hot water.

"You came at a bad time...ahem." Sergey closed the window: "The basic election has ended. We failed. We don't even have a single seat this time."

Chen Yan replied: "What are you going to do?"

Sergey said: "I can't reveal my identity for the time being. The steam bus company will make big moves soon. I can't watch the drivers being laid off... But there is no good way for the time being. The other party's stance is too tough.

"

Chen Yan said: "Donald has told me the matter, is it an automated track?"

Sergey sighed and said in a self-deprecating tone: "The technology used to serve people has led to our unemployment, but I have to admit that this is a good thing. This is really amazing."

He subconsciously patted his chest, coughed twice, and then quickly drank water to maintain his normal rosy complexion.

Chen Yan looked at him like this, thinking in his mind, and said at the same time: "You have to know that it is hard to find jobs now. Once people like you lose their jobs, you will probably have to work in factories in Xiacheng District."

Sergey knew what it meant to go to work in a factory in the lower city.

In fact, during these days when he had not received any news from Mr. Andile, he had already thought over and over about what he should do.

"We have no retreat."

He looked into Chen Yan's eyes.

"We have discussed with several agents of the company many times, but no good results have been obtained. The last few times we almost had a fight, ahem... they will not give in because there are too many people who can replace us."

"Except for me, almost all my colleagues have wives and children to support - they have one or more children, houses that need to pay rent or property taxes, and even cars that need maintenance.

They are so heavily in debt that they have to seize every opportunity to work overtime to earn extra wages."

Hearing Sergey say the term "overtime", Chen Yan suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Once they lose their jobs, the burden of life will immediately overwhelm them. If they cannot provide living expenses, their wives and children will have to leave them."

"They may even become bankrupt and live on the streets, fighting for food with winter rats."

"They have no way out."

"They have been waiting for guidance from Mr. Andile."
Chapter completed!