Chapter 1183: Farming and Harvesting People to Rebel

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In the eastern part of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, in the camp of the lazy god Yafei, all kinds of heavy machinery are up and down, coming and going.

Compared with half a month ago, the current camp has changed too much.

The small camp in the past has been expanded about ten times in size, and it has become a small city.

In the center of the camp is a huge pothole, which goes straight into the ground and descends to a depth of 5 kilometers from the ground. On the stable section of the earth's crust, the largest project of mankind, the earth trebuchet, is built.

Some people jokingly call it the belt of the earth.

On one side of the camp, a tall Lazy God Tower was built. This Lazy God Tower was named the Stone-Risk Tower, and this newly emerged small city was also called "Stone-Throwing City".

The Rock City is planned in an exceptionally regular manner, presenting precise geometric figures, and each functional area is clearly divided, with a strong industrial aesthetic.

About ten kilometers to the southwest of Rushing City, there is a small town that has just been built.

The town was established in what used to be a small black gathering place called Mudani, originally just a resting place on the edge of the N3 road, and later the rebels stationed a small army here-if that also works If it is an army, it has developed into a fixed settlement.

This settlement is embedded in the primeval jungle, like a grayish-yellow scar in the jungle.

But now, this scar has been cut deeper into the jungle again, and expanded, showing an oval shape as a whole, like a small town.

Just two days after the town was born, hard-working yellow-skinned compatriots with southern accents came here to do business. They prepared various African-style artworks and souvenirs, and some people reclaimed a piece nearby. Blocks of vegetable plots, to give full play to the ethnic talent of the Chinese people.

Afterwards, all kinds of people poured into Mudani, and built various houses. In the past, the N3 highway, which had not seen a car for a long time, was rolling. At least dozens of countries built settlements here, as if It became an observation station for all nations.

According to the prediction and planning of the Lazy God System, with the stone city as the center, within tens of kilometers around, there will be a new aerospace industrial city. In the future, every inch of land and every inch of gold will be here. From this point of view , in fact, Mudani and Stone City are both part of this city.

The people from Wanke Design Studio have also come here, wanting to design a city plan that can take into account the industrial needs of human beings and damage the local natural environment as little as possible.

Of course, Mudani is still developing barbarously now, and the styles of various buildings are extremely different. There are RVs pulled from certain countries in Europe and the United States, there are shacks with wooden structures, simple steel houses, and even some dilapidated buildings. Only a piece of barracks on the north side of the town looks very regular. This is one of the training bases of the African Department of Lazy God Security.

The boss of this base is Yang Ji.

Yang Ji lives in a three-story building, which is the highest point in Mudani. The third floor is a bedroom, the second floor is an office and meeting room, and the first floor is a utility room.

Early in the morning, when Yang Ji opened his eyes, he heard footsteps, slogans and reprimands from outside the window. Just as he wanted to get up, he was entangled by an arm, and Ou Li grabbed him: "Sleep a little longer... ..."

"I have to get up, you can sleep a little longer, I will send someone to bring breakfast later, and then I will send you to work."

"Well, okay..." Ou Li lazily turned over again, and Yang Ji got up and pushed the window open.

Early morning is the most refreshing and comfortable moment of the day in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. The air that belongs to the tropical rainforest comes over the surface, and it seems that there is still a fruity smell.

Africa is really a treasure land. The natural resources here are so rich that it is ridiculous. There are all kinds of fruits on the trees on the side of the road. You can eat as much as you want. If you cut down a tree, it is worth a thousand dollars in China. The high-quality hardwood can make furniture worth tens of thousands, and the strings that can be ground can sell for thousands.

Standing at the window on the third floor, overlooking Mudani, Yang Ji had an inexplicable feeling that he seemed to be playing a game of simulated management, and Mudani is his main city, and now it is just a village. With his efforts, it will become a big city, and then annex the stone city next to it, and then annex this country and even the whole of Africa.

And those rebels who were incorporated and were training on the playground that had just been leveled were the first army that really belonged to him.

Yang Ji has never felt this way after following Nan Ming all the time, this is the first time he has experienced this feeling of controlling everything, this feeling is really good.

After overlooking Mudani, Yang Ji turned his eyes back to the playground, and suddenly his face became gloomy, not happy at all.

The training has been going on for three days. Even the previous military training for college students, three days can make those sloppy college students stand up and sit down.

But these rebels on the training ground can't even walk in a straight line!

Obviously, these guys are subdued by Yang Ji's "fear" authority, and their loyalty and obedience are fine, but laziness seems to have been engraved into their bones, and it seems that they can't change their attitude no matter what.

From Yang Ji's point of view, among these people, there are probably less than one-tenth of them.

Yang Ji couldn't help but think of Ou Li's IQ theory. Is it because the IQ of these guys is really too low?

After all, although the power of fear is strong, it cannot exceed the limit. It does not have the ability to strengthen the human body. Even if it is feared, it is impossible for the gorilla to do high numbers.

A black officer was training and reprimanding them profusely with sweat, but these black rebels were standing lazily and loosely. According to this progress, it would probably take two or three months for them to complete the basic formation and marching training .

After training for a long time, the black officer also seemed a little helpless. He waved and ordered everyone to disband and take a break. The group of black rebels immediately fell to the ground in all directions, screaming tired.

"Shut up!" Yang Ji wanted to roar angrily.

Seeing these people's lazy appearance, Yang Ji hated his teeth, and couldn't help but think of some annoying guy.

Lazy people are going to die!

There is no room for lazy people to live in this world!

If these people were not Yang Ji's own team, he really wanted to rush out of the window with a gun in his hand and kill them all.

After closing the window, from the third floor to the second floor, a fat black cook has already come over and helped Yang Ji serve breakfast.

Looking at the dark hands of the black cook, although he knew that the hands were well washed, Yang Ji always felt that the food in his mouth had an inexplicable taste, and it always made him uncomfortable to eat.

This person can't be bothered to wash his hands before cooking...

Think about some nasty guy who is too lazy to die, eating exquisite food served by the chef in an exquisite undersea restaurant, and he only has a fat cook, and the food has a strange smell, just Makes Young Ji want to die.

After coming to Africa, Yang Ji had to admit that he was actually a racist.

Just like the reason why Ollie discriminates against other people, the difference is too great.

After a late breakfast, Yang Ji began to deal with official business.

Yang Ji treats this small town as his own territory, so he is very concerned about it.

The town has just been expanded, and some wild animals are still wandering around. Yang Ji plans to clear some open space around the town as an isolation zone to prevent poisonous insects and snakes from entering the human camp, and plans to fence it.

There are too many people of all kinds pouring in, among them there are many speculators or various criminals. There are only a few hundred people in the town, but there are dozens of conflicts every day. Every day, Yang Ji will send lazy security guards to patrol .

Those who performed better among the rebels were also formed into formations, and went on patrol with the Lazy God security guards, responsible for law enforcement and resolving disputes.

After the vacant land was cleared, many compatriots from China proposed that they wanted to grow some domestically-used vegetables on the vacant land to improve their food. I specially brought some seeds from China, and when the seeds were sprinkled, green sprouts emerged within a few days.

It has to be said that the ethnic talent of Chinese people originated from farming civilization is really too powerful.

After thinking for a while, Yang Ji issued another order to recruit several Chinese cooks with favorable wages and benefits.

He really couldn't stand the fat cook's skills.

Even for such a small town, there were so many things to deal with that it took Yangji an hour or so to sort them out.

The farming business is over, and the next step is income.

He started looking through the files on the desk.

Yang Ji requires all people who are stationed in Mudani to submit a more detailed file. Although this is theoretically not in line with the rules, Yang Ji and the DRC government have signed an "escrow agreement" to execute on the territory of DRC Escrow.

Therefore, organizations that come to settle in Mudani will basically submit a detailed file obediently.

Two days ago, a Belgian construction company sent an expatriate team and just handed over the materials to the camp.

Looking at the information, Yang Ji felt like he was choosing a hero in a game.

"This one has a master's degree in geology, not bad, it should be useful..."

"This one has a bachelor's degree in public administration, and he also worked as a municipal official in Wallonia...Maybe it can help me solve the current municipal management problems."

"This is a lawyer...Lawyers don't seem to be useful...but it's better than these lazy bastards outside..."

"There are also two security personnel who once served in the Belgian special forces, so they can be considered useful..."

Yang Ji pressed the button on the desk and gave an order: "Go and invite five people from Wagen Construction Company in Belgium."

He thought for a while and then ordered: "By the way, let the kitchen prepare a chicken for me."

It's time to scare the chickens and monkeys again.

Recently, Yang Ji vomited after eating chicken.

Half an hour later, five employees of the Belgian Wagen Construction Company walked out of Yang Ji's office with staring eyes and trembling.

Starting today, they are apparently still employees of the Belgian construction company, but they still have to serve Yang Ji, unpaid.

Otherwise, Yang Ji will chop off his head like a chicken!

So scared!

How miserable life is!

You should be in a good mood after receiving people.

But Yang Ji's mood is not getting better at all.

Because one order after another came.

"There is a news from Rushing City that there is a group of vagrants in the southwest, who may be fleeing rebels. Rushing City requests to remove the threat."

Damn the rebels, these rebels are not as powerful as those engineers! And I really don't want to contain these rebels anymore! It's useless to collect it, and you can't kill it!

There are still hundreds of people on the playground outside who have not been able to train!

"You send a team to deal with..." Yang Ji said weakly.

"Just now an official from Kinshasa called and asked for a bribe, otherwise some of our supplies would be seized. Stone City questioned why you failed to deal with the official from Kinshasa."

Shit official, isn't he just a little bureaucrat? I just subdued a few brains, I can't subdue all cats and dogs!

These greedy guys, who would dare to ask for bribes from a behemoth like the lazy gods? Are these people full of shit in their heads?

"Tell me his name, I'll have someone remove him!" Yang Ji gritted his teeth.

"Stone City said that there was a loophole in the security, and some thieves stole some parts..."

"Didn't that bastard forget it in the elevator last time? Let us search for three hours!" Yang Ji stood up angrily.

"Stone City questioned..."

"Rumble Stone City..."

"Ahhhhhh, I'm a security guard, not a babysitter! What do these bastards think of us? Almighty father?" Yang Ji finally became angry, "Ahhh, I can't take it anymore, I can't Done! I want to kill, I want to rebel!"

Isn't farming and earning people a very leisurely and fun farming game?

Moreover, to develop your own power in Africa, stay away from that lazy bastard, the guy who can suppress his own authority, isn't the sky so high?

Why do I still live so frustrated?

Why do I always have to be crushed to death by that bastard, even if I want to kill him, I can't do it?

I want to be my own boss, I want to be black, I want to be black!

I'm Yang Ji who turns black at every turn!

Why didn't even blackening succeed?

After erupting for a while and smashing a lot of things, Yang Ji sat down angrily and began to reflect on himself.

Am I stupid than Nan Ming? Maybe there is still a little gap in IQ, but I am much more diligent than him! Diligence can make up for one's weakness, the ancients said so!

Then am I weaker than Nan Ming? I can run horses on my arms, and smash people's heads with one punch!

Am I less charismatic than Nanming? At the beginning, I was also the king of soldiers who was shocked by the tiger, and the world admired me!

Just a lazy bastard like Nan Ming, who has a shitty leadership temperament?

Why am I inferior to him?

Why can't I even kill him if I want to?

Finally, Yang Ji thought of the most critical point.

"Because... my authority is not as strong as his!" Yang Ji finally understood the key point.

How can authority become powerful?

Nanming's authority seems to grow wantonly when lying still, he is really a lucky bastard that makes people jealous.

But what about your own fear authority?

Yang Jineng could feel that since the authority of fear was implanted in his body, it had been growing slowly.

But its growth rate is too slow, and it does not seem to be affected by any external factors.

"Since the authority of fear is one of the top authorities... Although my authority is only a fragment, it still has great potential. How can I develop this potential?" Yang Ji frowned.

Who knows permissions best in the world?

Nanming? This guy doesn't bother to understand what authority is at all, and a person who can grow flesh while lying down is too irritating.

lazy god? If you want to consult the lazy god, it is impossible to avoid Nanming.

Who else?

Suddenly, a name pops into Yang-ji's mind.

"Miss Abby!"