Mike walked along the way, and the security personnel and servants in the corridor stood up straight when they saw General Mike, looking forward to salute.

Several security personnel were even more unable to suppress their excitement and said: "General Mike, I heard that the sea level has dropped, is it true?"

"General Mike, we can go out now, right?"

"General, can we leave this refuge?"

Everyone has great expectations in their eyes, and their once numb eyes have shining.

They dare not talk to other big names on weekdays, but General Mike is the only approachable member of the World-Salvation Association. He would also talk and laugh at them privately, occasionally giving them some endless food, or even secretly sending a box of expensive medicines to a maid's child when he was sick.

At this moment, these servants find it difficult to suppress their excitement and hope to get the answer from Mike.

Mike smiled and said seriously: "Everyone, I promise here that as long as the sea level drops is true and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will strive to let you go out."

Rockefeller Building, top floor conference room.

A meeting that determines the fate of 100 million people is being held.

"Bang!"

General Mike kicked open the door and ran in with a quick look on his face.

Everyone had already sat down, and before Mike could sit down, he could not wait to say in a deep voice: "The global sea level has dropped, right?"

"Haha, Mike, don't be anxious." The old man smiled and then pressed the button: "Everyone, let's take a look."

"Swish!"

As the button was pressed, the glass curtain wall looking around the hall instantly turned into a display screen. Looking from all directions, there was a vast sea of ​​water.

And at this time.

The waves that had been raging for a year have subsided, and the entire ocean retreated quietly like a tired beast.

Exposed the land covered with silt under it.

The dark clouds dissipated and the warm sunshine poured down, making Mike unable to move his eyes, as if he was in it.

Everyone's breathing became rapid.

"Everyone, this is a holographic image taken by the camera we placed on the top of Rocky Mountain." The old man said lightly: "As you can see, the sea level has dropped, but the sea water has receded."

For a moment.

"Haha, it's great!" Mike laughed excitedly: "Everyone, our home is back! Our land is back!"

"Everyone, we can go out!"

"We can finally get out of this underground shelter without seeing the light of day!"

But no one spoke.

Except General Mike, other family representatives, including the old man, all looked at the receding sea water on the screen with complicated expressions. They were so happy that they had no joy on their faces, but instead were a little annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Mike was stunned, then sighed: "I know, you are really worried that this land washed by sea water can no longer grow crops and become a deserted saline-alkali land."

"But it is precisely because we completely gave up this land that we became like this!"

“We need to compensate for our actions.”

"We can find ways to cultivate plants that can be grown in saline-alkali land, and we can find ways to cure this land. By the way, the European side must have this demand, and we can work with them to study how to restore the land."

"With our technological strength combined, I can believe that we can make this land livable again!"

"Although it may be difficult, at least, we still have hope!"

In Mike's eyes, the Heat is bearish!

But all the family representatives did not respond, but looked at General Mike in confusion, as if wondering why General Mike was so happy?

In the end, the old man who was still in the lead sighed: "But then, what should we do with our interests?"

As soon as this is said.

Other members of the World-Salvation Association nodded with ugly expressions and agreed: "Yes, we can gain huge benefits in this underground shelter."

"Everyone works for us here. We only need two bottles of water and a piece of bread to completely control a person. We don't even need to pay! If they are released, where can we find such cheap workers?"

"That's right," the Walmart woman took a sip of red wine and frowned: "During this period, my Walmart family's sales have been a hundred times higher than before. A bottle of filter membrane can be sold for hundreds of dollars for a few cents of fresh water, and our profit has increased by more than a hundred times!"

"Here, we can completely control their destiny. We are the masters here!" When the head of Monsanto said this, he could no longer help but smash the cup, gritted his teeth and looked at the retreating sea water and exposed land, and said angrily: "How can this sea water retreat? How can we seize profits if we retreat! They don't even need to pay for the bed!"

"That's it! Without the sea water, it's safe outside. Those who are under our control can leave here!"

"They stay here and work hard every month without even having time to rest, just for the simplest food and water! Even just a bed, you have to pay hundreds of dollars a month!"

"How can we make money when they go out!"

"How come this damn god was completely killed by Daxia?"

For a moment, everyone started to curse, as if the sea water receded was the biggest disaster!

Daxia, who killed the gods, became the biggest enemy of the Free Kingdom!

Mike was stunned for a moment. He never expected that these people would go to this point!

When the disaster came, they were very happy. When the disaster left, they were so angry!

While everyone was happy to be able to leave this turbid and damp and sunless underground, they were furious.

"No," Mike organized the language and said in a deep voice: "We cannot just think so, we must consider our homes and our people!"

"They can obviously bathe in the sun outside, organize dinners on the lawn, and eat cheap but delicious barbecue with friends. They can't stay in this dark underground all the time..."

Before Mike could finish speaking.

"What does that matter to us!" Mr. Roosevelt said coldly: "Do you know why they live comfortably when they go out?"

"It's because of that vast land!"

"They can build their own houses, they can grow their own crops, and they can raise cattle and sheep by themselves!"

"We sell at most some seeds, building materials, and feed to make profits from them!"

"And here, everything they have to rely on us!"

"In other words, the reason why they live so comfortably outside is that we are paying for it!"

Mr. Morgan on the side also smiled and said, "Yes, I didn't feel so uncomfortable when I was outside before, but now, since I entered the underground shelter and felt how much benefit those people can provide us, I know... how unfair the world outside is to us!"

"We could have taken a bigger advantage!"

"And outside, we can't do it at all! It's because of that damn piece of land that raised us!"

"Those poor people, without spending money, can breathe the same fresh air as us, stand under the same sky as us, enjoy the blue sky with us, and drink the same water as us."

"If we want to seek benefits from them, we still have to hide it and use various means to harvest it in a vague way."

"But here... the class gap does not need to be concealed!"

"They need to spend money if they want to breathe fresh air! They need to spend money if they want to drink clean water! They need to spend money if they want to go to artificial beaches to bask in the sun!"

"We don't need to hide, we don't need to hide the harvest! Because we control their destiny!"
Chapter completed!