Chapter 504 Reform, the First Colorful Lucky Bag!

In many circumstances.

Most ordinary people think that there is a thick barrier between themselves and geniuses.

This barrier is so great that it will be difficult to overcome in eternity.

And between geniuses and geniuses, they will feel that 99% of the sweat is the most important, and the competition between the two is diligence.

But in fact.

There is a despairing "gap" between genius and genius.

Seeing Su Mo smiling and taking Chen Shen down to inspect the work.

Lu Kuan, who was still in a daze, stood on the hillside, like a watcher in the field, unable to calm down for a long time.

Maybe when Sumo talked about uploading consciousness updates, he didn't consider the positive impact that technological innovation would have on the people placed in the brain boxes.

But for the target group of people like Lu Kuan, this light sentence was tantamount to "breaking his defense".

"It turns out that what Sumo said about taking us out of the box was not false."

"He actually knows how to do this!"

Looking at the back of the man who was already mingling happily with the villagers and showing no airs at all.

Lu Kuan took another deep look, as if he wanted to remember it deeply in his memory.

Then, sliding his mechanical wheels, he walked towards the underground shelter without any hesitation.

Faced with the uncomplicated but tedious work of low-end technology tree development, this time, he no longer had the slightest resistance in his heart.

Yes, it's just something that shouldn't have appeared on him

A sense of belonging!

No more dazzling light pollution.

At eight o'clock at night in the wasteland, the sky will immediately darken.

In addition, it is still raining unbearably in other areas.

I hope that on the first day of work at the Village University, the end of work time will be advanced a little earlier, and the troops will be called back at nine o'clock in the evening.

Even though this time has come, most people still look at the land under their feet reluctantly and want to continue fighting.

But with the prompts given by the game, they all quickly became happy. They walked back to the gathering place and stood together whispering.

The gambling buff lasts for sixty natural days.

Although you cannot stop it once it is started, the time you can start it is free and can be decided by everyone.

Early in the morning, when the weather started to clear up, the management passed a resolution and called everyone together to activate the buff.

And, in order to get the lucky bag normally.

According to today’s goal.

Most everyone has set a relatively conservative workload of 80%.

But when they stood here at nine o'clock and looked at the prompts given by the game, they were shocked.

"Hey, what's your mission completion rate? I'm actually 290% on horseback. I've lost a lot this time. If I had known better, I would have done more."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you think that the quality of the items in the lucky bag can be hinted at if you complete it too much? With my 310%, I can definitely give you something good."

"I envy you guys who drive machines. I only have 240%. It's a pity."

"It's okay, the buff time is still fifty-nine days, and more than fifty lucky bags will definitely eat you up!"

"Do you want to receive it now? I'll show here that the director has received the lucky bag, so we can receive it."

"Me too, don't be in a hurry. I'll get off work soon. I won't be in a hurry to start again when I get back!"

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Chatting and comparing.

It has the behavioral inertia of a civilized era.

When everyone realizes that the work they do and the work they do are done for themselves.

Rather than contributing to the capitalists and allowing them to live a life of living in a big house and driving a luxury car.

Fishing and lying flat have truly become a thing of the past.

Instead, there is a 100% work attitude and enthusiasm!

Gathered here, even though everyone's face is black, under the spotlight, you can see traces of sweat.

But compared with yesterday, both his standing posture and his spirit have improved by more than one level.

It can be called a "miracle"!

"It's amazing. I never thought that we could awaken the animal nature in everyone's heart in this way!"

"Judging from everyone's current energy, it is simply comparable to a warrior who has been trained for a period of time!"

Along the way, Su Deben exclaimed in disbelief as he stayed by Su Mo's side.

Unlike Lu Kuan, Su Deben discovered everyone's abnormality immediately.

Especially with the help of the robot's subtle observation ability, he can see the changes in the villagers in some details of their movements.

Beastiality, or to be more specific.

Aggressive!

Confucianism disrupts the law with literature, and chivalry violates the law with martial arts.

Aggression is a characteristic of human beings in modern society that has long been polished away.

In the civilized era, the disappearance of this characteristic will contribute to social stability and long-term peace and order.

But in the apocalypse of the wasteland, humans without this characteristic would find it difficult to fight against other alien creatures.

In the previous seven days of short training, the failure to develop everyone's aggressiveness was a major "regret" in Sudeben's coaching career.

But he didn't expect that the villagers would suddenly undergo such a huge change just once.

"Sumo is indeed the chosen one. He definitely has secrets that none of us know about."

"Looking at all the heroes in the wasteland, even the most powerful ones, none have the potential to turn decay into magic like him."

"perhaps"

Thinking carefully in his heart, with a sense of relief and longing for the future, Su Deben secretly clenched his fists.

However, when he turned to look at Somo, he was shocked to find out.

This magical person in his mouth is not as profound and mysterious as imagined. Instead, he is like a child who gets a new toy, touching it here and stepping on it, making people laugh.

"The earth is pressed so realistically that I thought I would have to add cement concrete to stabilize the foundation, but I didn't expect that just one round of pressing would have such an effect."

"When we get back some more rocks tomorrow, we can find a way to lay them flat. Just flatten them. It's really convenient!"

Suddenly, a large piece of soft land in front of the underground shelter turned into a flat land simulated by virtual reality.

Even in the dark night, Sumo's eyes still had a blazing light!

very good.

Progress is rapid.

There is indeed strength in numbers!

If you were alone, even if you had the corresponding engineering equipment, it would take at least a week to get started if you wanted to achieve such conditions.

In the New World, taking the path of multi-person development is really the right thing to do!

On the right path, progress and speed will only get faster and faster.

Walking on the wrong road will only lead you in the opposite direction.

After suddenly realizing that his choice had been correctly verified again, Sumo nodded slightly, took a big step, and led Su Deben out of the darkness.

One person, one machine.

The moment they appeared in the villagers' sight, the sound of chatting disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the wind blowing on the ground and making a whistling sound, the world that was lively just now suddenly became deserted.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sumo slowly walked up to the temporary high platform along the central divided road and picked up the microphone.

Without speaking in a hurry, he looked from the left to the right, and from the front to the back.

Different from the shyness before, Sumo's eyes are sharp now, and everyone he looks at directly feels like a thorn in the back.

This is a lion.

A top lion king who can lead the pride of lions.

When such strange thoughts appear in most people's minds.

After a pause, Sumo's voice suddenly sounded:

"In your eyes, I see dissatisfaction with the current life and the ambition to break the old rules."

"In addition, in some people's eyes, I also see the desire for strength."

Wow!

Two light words came from the speaker, instantly silencing the already silent team again.

When it is not clear whether Soma is praising or scolding, we can look at it based on the literal meaning and the thinking of the civilized era.

Most people were so nervous that they held their breath.

They thought of the TV series where the emperor said these words to his ministers and what happened to them.

They even thought about what kind of miserable situation they would be in once they were expelled from their territory.

Fortunately, this atmosphere did not last long.

Seeing the blushing and thick necks of most people who were holding their breath, Sumo's cold expression suddenly changed.

"Don't be nervous. In the apocalyptic wasteland, the old rules should change."

"As people who are destined to follow me in the history books in the future, you should have some confidence in yourself."

With a flash of divine light, a lucky bag exuding seven colors appeared in Somo's hand.

In the dark night, not even a spotlight with extremely high lumens can cover half of this colorful display.

This is a high-level bag that can only be obtained when the average completion level reaches 300%. It is also the best testimony of the villagers' efforts.

"Today's harvest belongs to each of us"

Just one sentence, paired with Soma's bared smile.

In an instant, the ice melted!

The silence that had occupied this land for a short time was suddenly broken by cheers again.

In addition to a group of management personnel who understood the message conveyed in Somo's words, they stood below with complicated eyes and mixed feelings in their hearts.

All the other villagers lined up moved neatly.

Blue, green, colorful.

More than a thousand colorful blessing bags began to appear in everyone's hands as Somo initiated the distribution.

This time, the light of the spotlight was completely overshadowed by the light of the lucky bag.

When everyone held the blessing bags high above their heads, from a distance, it looked like a new sun rising from the earth, which was extremely shocking.

“I declare that from today on, everyone’s lucky bag rewards do not need to be turned over.”

"This is the fruit of your labor and your reward for living every day in the last days."

"Everyone's property will be protected by me, and no one under my command will use any means to coerce or trade other people's goods."

As expected.

Hearing Su Mo really say such words, the management felt relieved this time.

Look at the villagers below who are cheering and cheering as if they are celebrating the New Year.

In the end, they shook their heads and failed to say a word.

When privatization begins to appear in a collective, it means that the initial social structure is about to be formed.

Although there are only a thousand people in the territory now, there are rules first.

Soon, when the number of people increases, a small social collective will be completely formed.

And if such rules can continue to form over time, when the number of people reaches a peak.

At that time, the territory could no longer be called territory. There was a better term to describe it.

land!

The villagers are not ordinary survivors, but people!

And this depression is no longer the territory of Sumo alone. With the help of countless people, it will become the first in the wasteland continent.

Country!

Shocked and full of emotion.

All the management were already dizzy and could hardly hear anything Su Mo said later.

They didn't react until Su Mo shouted to adjourn the meeting and all the villagers walked towards the farm tool center in groups of three or five.

"Why, are you surprised?"

Seeing Su Mo walk down confidently, Chen Shen, who knew Su Mo's ultimate goal before, trembled his lips, as if he wanted to say no, but nodded in the end.

"The time should not be now"

"Too early, our foundation has not been gathered, and there is not enough"

Su Mo interrupted: "Then when is the right time?"

Like guessing a riddle.

This time, the question raised by Su Mo stumped Chen Shen.

Yes, when is the time.

Ten thousand people?

One hundred thousand people?

Or one million people?

One year? Five years? Or ten years?

In this wasteland, no one knows how long they can live, so what's the point of talking about the future?

"I understand, but this"

Su Mo: "What I want to see is not deadness, but circulation, Chen Shen, I don't believe you don't know the meaning of circulation"

"Any commodity, in our hands, is useless, the big pot meal is not suitable for the end of the world"

"I don't want to see that doing good or bad is the same, and I don't want to see everyone living in our territory for a long time, no matter how long, there is no food, still waiting for us to distribute"

"In the future, when our size becomes larger, we can't continue to be like parents, worrying about this and that. If they want to eat, let them buy things and shelters, and if they want to use it, spend money to find someone to build it"

"What I want to see is a diversified development of the territory, not money, materials, and weapons, all concentrated in the hands of us, let these things lie in the warehouse every day, accompanied by dust!"

Seeing the same doubts in the eyes of others, Su Mo simply said it all at once.

Reform is a matter of sooner or later.

The sooner it is said, the greater the damage to lords like Su Mo, and the more benefits to the people below.

But the later it is said, the more wealth will be accumulated for the upper class.

But after the size becomes larger, the difficulty of reform will increase exponentially, and there will be more problems.

At that time, once there is a mistake, I am afraid that there will be unimaginable consequences.

Between the two, Su Mo chose the former.

He is not the kind of fool who wants to collect all the good things and read them several times before going to bed every day before he can sleep peacefully.

As long as there is no worry about food and use.

Once the economy circulates, as the source of technology, Su Mo believes.

Wealth will eventually return to his hands!

And at that time, he will have an unprecedented control over this territory.

Ten times, a hundred times more than now!

"Okay, I know what you want to say, you will understand it naturally in a few days"

"Now go back and open the lucky bag. If you open a good thing, you can also become rich in the territory!"

Shake the colorful lucky bag in your hand.

Looking at the group of managers below, who wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Su Mo laughed and turned to walk towards the underground shelter.

At an angle that no one could see, Su Mo looked at Su Deben and grinned.

In a sense, he still had selfish motives.

However, only Su Deben, a smart person, could understand this.

Scientific research is a bottomless pit. No matter how much wealth one person puts into it, it is not enough to fill it.

If the wealth of the territory is used, in the long run, when there are more people, the people below will definitely complain.

Even if it is distributed for free for them to use, they will still feel that Su Mo himself is misappropriating collective wealth to do things.

But now, as long as it is distributed like this.

When Lü Kuan and others produce high-tech equipment, all the villagers who want to use it will naturally pay for it.

At that time, playing with crowdfunding and other tricks, everyone will be willing to "take the bait".

This is Su Mo's ultimate goal!