Chapter 1357 Exam
McCann, the cave where Gawayne used to be.
When Wen Rensheng entered the silver palace and found the clown, he asked the red ant to continue to wait.
So Gawayne is back.
He didn't break his promise.
In the cave, it has been cleaned, and some beds have been built, with canvas as a barrier.
The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were all arranged to rest on beds.
A strong man with a gun on guard.
Everything is well organized.
"Prophet, you are finally back!" The mayor was very happy and gave him a complete hug.
"Yes, you really didn't abandon us." Everyone was happy.
"Did you catch that clown?" Someone asked suddenly.
"Sorry, the clown is hiding too tightly, it will take a while, but his whereabouts have been found, I believe he will not get away with it." Gawayne apologized.
"It's nothing, this is something that only those big people care about, as long as we can live." The mayor quickly comforted.
Although he also hated the clown very much, he knew better what to do now.
"Prophet, what shall we do now?" Someone asked earnestly.
In the days when Gawayne left, everyone really realized the power of each other.
Just the army of ants left behind opened their eyes.
Reconnaissance, sneak attack, defense, omnipotent.
If it wasn't for those ants, they might have been attacked by some bandits. Women and children would be robbed, the old, weak, sick and disabled would be killed, and gold, silver, jewelry and guns would also be lost.
Although they all knew the power of a transcendent, there was a gap of thousands of miles between hearing about it and experiencing it in person.
Hearing everyone's questions, Gawain closed his eyes, thought carefully for a while, and then said, "Do more good things."
"Do good deeds? I understand. The Prophet wants us to unite. Only by uniting can we survive in the wasteland." The mayor said to everyone.
Gawayne smiled, he couldn't say it clearly, if he did, it wouldn't work.
"Do good things?"
Most people disagree, thinking that this is just management.
It's just to fool them into doing a good job.
Of course, these people would not intentionally cause trouble, but they would never do good things, and they would not do anything without benefits.
Now is the end of the day, and the guy who is only for others is the fastest to die.
There are only a few who are usually kind and kind. Recently, they have suffered a lot because they are unwilling to fight. They are feeling wronged in their hearts. After hearing Gawayne's words, they feel much calmer.
After all, the Prophet said so, the good deeds done before will definitely not be in vain.
Gawayne took a look at the cave, and the mayor arranged an empty bunk for him to rest.
He took the red ant out of his head and stroked it again and again.
"What horrible things did you see?" he murmured.
He had already felt that there was someone behind the red ants.
But it doesn't matter, he just needs to know that it is his best friend.
He never regarded the red ants as his own private property.
The red ant showed him the scene of the clown sleeping.
"I really didn't expect it to be such a person who destroyed the world. It's ridiculous. The Dongzhou people's approach is correct. The strong should not live with the weak."
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The next day, five drones found the cave.
"We can provide the opportunity to migrate to a safe place, but you need to do a set of test papers first. Only those who pass the test can get the opportunity to migrate."
The drone preached to everyone in Chinese.
"As human beings, you should have come to save us a long time ago, don't you have any sense of humanity?" Someone couldn't help shouting.
God knows how they spend these days?
Frightened, breathing the air with radiation, many people began to lose their hair, get inflamed, red and swollen, and couldn't see the sun...
"What destroys you is your own greed and indulgence, your own chaos and misery, your own cruelty and harshness, not us." The drone played the truth that Wen Rensheng had discovered.
The clown fires the cannon, the clown laughs wildly, the clown sleeps... the whole process.
After everyone watched, the man was silent, the woman wept, and the child was ignorant.
"Damn, is this kind of waste? Destroyed our land?" Someone cried.
If he had a complete childhood and a complete family, if the slums and rich areas were not so clearly defined, if there was more intervention...
In short, if there is a little difference, McCann will not have the fate he has today.
However, those ifs are completely useless.
Unless someone can reverse time and travel to the past.
The drone didn't give them much time to vent their emotions, so they began to distribute test papers, as well as pencils and erasers.
Even if it is the end of the day, we have to roll.
This is the unchanging theme of human beings.
After getting the test papers and browsing them, everyone was stunned.
"I don't speak Chinese, what should I do?" someone couldn't help asking.
"I asked you to learn it before, but if you don't learn it, who do you blame?" Some people disdain.
"Damn it, we are from McCann, why should we learn Chinese? It's not fair!"
"Be quiet. This is migration. We must pass the language barrier. There is no fairness or unfairness. In the past, people from Nanzhou came to us in McCann. Didn't they have to pass several language level exams?" The mayor came out to maintain order.
He was born in an elite family, and he was also educated since he was a child, so he didn’t have all kinds of happy education—he started learning Chinese when he was three years old, and he went to various private schools along the way, and the control was extremely strict.
In the past, he still resented his parents, why couldn't he be as happy as the black skins, but now, he only has gratitude in his heart.
So he didn't panic at all, and he had to prevent other people from making trouble.
In case of chaos, those drones are gone, but there is no such opportunity.
Everyone knows that staying here is a dead end. It will take at least ten years before McCann can live normally.
For a while, the cave was filled with the sound of "rustling" writing.
Many people can't understand the questions, so they whisper or try to copy other people's answers.
And for this kind of behavior, those drones don't care, just occasionally emit red light, which seems to be a warning.
"When was the first time you helped someone? What did you do?"
"When was the first time you did something bad? What did you do?"
"When a person is outside, away from parents and relatives, will you violate some bottom line under the instigation of others? Such as extortion, fighting, fighting..."
The mayor understood that this was a moral test.
Very little has to do with talent.
As long as you are a good person and proficient in Chinese, you can basically pass the test.
This is much easier than McCann's immigration exam!
In contrast, McCann immigrants not only need to meet high standards of language, but also need professional skills, or investment...
That's why a large number of illegal workers smuggle in every year.
If the threshold is not high, they do not need to smuggle.
However, this paper looks simple, but it is not so easy to really meet the requirements.
Obey the regulations, repay kindness, be cautious, and have no intention of harming others... If you meet these four points, you can pass the test.
It seems simple, but among the hundreds of people in the cave, probably only one tenth of them can be completely satisfied.
The mayor thought to himself.
He looked at the drones that were scanning with red light, and quickly thought that it might not be too long before this cave that had just stabilized would fall into a new round of chaos.
But what does this have to do with me?
Wait, it's very relevant.
If he wants to move to Dongzhou, he must be a good person; but if he is a good person, as the mayor of the town, it is impossible for him not to consider the chaos that will follow.
If you want to leave, you can't be a good person; if you can't be a good person, you can't leave.
This runs into a paradox.
All of a sudden, the mayor's mind was in a mess...
Smart people tend to think too much.