Chapter 81: Make fundamental changes

Yu Shengan looked at the cowboy old man as if he was facing an enemy, and

suddenly a little bit of laughter.

He was too lazy to clarify, and said lazily: "Then what do you decide to do

with me?"

, the cowboy and the old man looked at each other.

After a while, the old man arranged the room in the room without saying a

word. He pulled up a thin line around Yu Shengan, and he hung metal ** on

the thin line.

"If you don't want to become the sun, be honest!" The old man threatened in a

low voice and turned and walked outside the door.

The cowboy also took a deep look at Yu Shengan, and then left.

For a moment, the room became quiet.

Yu Shengan shook his head, glanced at the thin lines around him, and his

attention was all attracted by the strange-shaped steel artifacts in the room.

He saw the power of science and technology, but also the productivity!

This kind of technological power may not be on the stage in Azerbaijan, but

they are better than they can be produced on an assembly line.

Once it is installed on a large scale, it will represent an explosion of

productivity!

What war fights is productivity!

Imagine, if he spreads the steam machinery of this world to the Kveil Empire,

what will it be like?

Mechanized planting!

Mechanized construction!

Mechanized transportation!

It is true that the mechanized strategic projecting ability is far worse than

the magical teleportation array. The two are quite different.

But the mechanized strategic delivery also has the advantage that the Magic

Teleportation Array cannot match, that is, the cost is low enough!

Magic power is completely a strategic resource.

If you save more in peacetime, you will have an advantage in wartime.

Magic power should not be consumed too much on people's livelihood.

But machinery can!

This is probably the fundamental reason why people's livelihoods in Azeroth

have always been lagging behind-people who have power seldom invest resources

in people's livelihood.

Yu Shengan took a breath.

This main plane just can't be taken down, just by relying on these

technological creations, he won't lose it!

Thinking of this, Yu Shengan's head suddenly tilted slightly, subconsciously

showing the state of listening.

This is his instinctive physical reaction. In fact, from the perspective of

God he opened, he suddenly eavesdropped on a very interesting conversation

between the cowboy and the old man.

It turned out that the cowboy and the old man did not go far after leaving the

room.

I don’t know if it’s because the surrounding environment is under control;

In order to prevent the lights from getting dark, the two of them simply

chatted at the end of the corridor.

"I knew it wouldn't be good for you to come here!" The old man complained, his

expression furious.

"Sorry, his power is too strong, if I show suspicion, I am very worried that

he will kill me directly." The cowboy apologized.

"Is he really an imperial spy?"

"do not know."

"I don't know you just..."

"It's just a scam, you didn't see him making a move, obviously the magic

fluctuations in his body are extremely weak, but he can kill the Marquis

werewolves, this kind of master can only be trained by the empire!"

"What are you going to do, kill him?"

"No, I can't be 100% sure that he is a member of the Empire. The general

strike is about to begin, and the Empire may just hear the wind. We can't ask

for trouble at this critical juncture."

"Then what will he do?"

"Be detained for a period of time. As long as the strike is successful, no

matter what mission he has, everything will be meaningless."

The old man was silent for a while: "Benjamin, do you know what your biggest

weakness is?"

Before the cowboy Benjamin could speak, the old man asked and replied: "You

are too kind."

Cowboy Benjamin's eyebrows drooped: "He is just suspicious. We can't kill

innocent people indiscriminately. Otherwise, what is the difference with

Empire?"

The old man sighed, changed the subject, and talked about the general strike.

The two whispered for a while before returning to the room together.

just opened the door, the scenery in the room numbs their spine and their

backs feel cold.

Benjamin even subconsciously took out the revolver and pointed to the room.

I saw Yu Shengan, who was supposed to be in the bomb trap. At this time, he

was standing in a corner of a room, looking through a stack of documents.

Next to , a safe disguised as a toolbox, the door of the box opened wide.

"Eighty-seven core cadres, your power is developing well!" Yu Shengan shook

the file in his hand.

"What are you talking about?" Benjamin looked blank.

Yu Shengan smiled, and put the file back into the safe and said: "I have to

admit that you are very smart and used a very small number of words, but

unfortunately, I am a linguist."

Benjamin and the old man glanced at each other, and both saw a look of horror

in each other's eyes.

"Who are you?" Benjamin looked wary.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What is important is that we are actually

friends. I have to admit that your strikes are well organized, but I can

guarantee that your actions are not very meaningful."

Yu Shengan continued:

"Maybe the industry association will be forced by your demonstrations to sign

an agreement for time reduction and salary increase, but it will not take long

for everything to return to its original state! Capital chases profit, this is

an objective law that can never be changed."

The cowboy's face flickered: "Do you want me to give up on strike?"

"No! Strikes are still meaningful. A short victory can boost morale! I mean,

you should not pin your hopes on strikes. If you don’t fundamentally change

this country, you will fall into an endless strike movement. In."

"Those capitalists have some means to deal with you, do you want me to talk to

you carefully? For example, they only need to find your backbone

members~www.mtlnovel.com~ under the coercion and temptation, it will be very

simple to divide and transform it."

"Trust me, don't think of human nature so well. They do it with you just

because they can't live. If they can become foremen or even middle class,

believe me, they won't feel a little guilty about selling you."

"If it doesn't help, then play a word game. For example, change the working

hour system to a distribution according to work. Through accurate

calculations, they can calculate the highest efficiency of your work in twelve

hours. Then, they will give you the right to choose. Do you choose to work

overtime to get more salary, or choose to get off work on time and get the

meager salary?"

"Oh, yes, they don't even need to do these little tricks. Have you heard of

inflation?"

"As long as they unite and raise prices, your salary increase will be a joke.

The brown bread that you can buy for ten pence in the past may be fifteen

pence or even twenty pence in the future. They can give you an increase every

year. Salary, you will have hope every year, but poverty and slavery will

never change."

For the rest of his life, he talked peacefully, his expression relaxed, as if

he was talking about an insignificant thing.

Cowboy Benjamin was struck by lightning and his back was wet with cold sweat.

He dared to fight the Marquis werewolf. At this moment, his pupils trembled,

and the depths of his eyes flashed with fear.

"Who are you?!" He aimed at Yu Shengan's revolver and trembled, just like his

voice.

"I said, we are actually friends. Since I told you this, could we be enemies?"

Yu Shengan spread his hands.

The cowboy's face turned blue and white, and he gritted his teeth for a while

and said: "Then you say, what should we do?"

Yu Shengan smiled: "You need to make changes in the fundamental system!"