Chapter 804 Good Brothers of Citizens

Eurotunnel, Folkestone headquarters.

Alvin Ross was walking quickly on the road leading to the tarmac, with a stern expression and eager steps.

[Correspondent: Elinor Wirth]

[Position of the other party: Public Relations Specialist in Folkestone]

[Eleanor: Cyberpsychosis has turned Factory No. 2 into a meat grinder. European Union officials are very concerned about the progress of the matter. It is the end of the month, and they also have safety production indicators. 】

[Eleanor: This has a very bad impact on the company’s image! 】

[Aiwen: But this month’s production quota is not yet available]

[Eleanor: Idiot! If the company is at risk of public opinion, it will have to spend more money to deal with European Union officials. If it affects subsequent orders, it is far more important than the indicators of your production department, do you understand? 】

[Eleanor: Stop the factory production process immediately. The insufficient indicators will be filled in after the matter is settled! 】

The door of the floating car slowly opened, and Alvin's headache became more and more serious.

This month's production has been affected by the recent typhoons and tsunamis, and natural disasters have also exacerbated equipment losses. Simply put, demand has increased and production has decreased.

But the power of the public relations department is far more important than the indicators of the production department, especially when the company faces the risk of public opinion.

Eurotunnel relies on official orders, and official orders depend on the wishes of European Union officials. Of course, they cannot kick Eurotunnel aside just because some people have died or public opinion is bad.

But here, the public opinion risk is like if the company bleeds, those guys will start asking for compensation like sharks.

For EU citizens to claim compensation, the law and they say so.

【drop--】

[Factory No. 2 began to cut off manual control, this instruction was not recorded in the memo]

[Basic judgment logic: Factory production capacity is declining rapidly, and artificial adjustment plans are activated. 】

[A large number of sensors in the factory are abnormal. Please check whether there is any incompatibility in the sensing system. 】

[The factory is shutting down. 】

A company network prompt suddenly appeared in front of him. Aiwen was stunned for a moment and immediately replied to the public relations specialist:

[Aiwen: Factory No. 2 has begun to stop production]

[Eleanor: What do you mean? 】

[Aiwen: Someone used operational logic and combined with the on-site situation to stop the operation of the factory. 】

【Eleanor:.】

[Eleanor: You are so lucky, go deal with it. 】

Communication was interrupted, the car door was closed, the aerial vehicle engine roared, and the navigation system began to locate.

Alvin sat on the seat without any expression - even if what Eleanor said was indeed somewhat true, it was indeed his good luck and he did not expect such an opportunity to appear.

But if he had a chance, it would mean bad luck for a brave worker.

Thinking of this, he began to contact other colleagues.

[Internal corporate communications: Human Resources Department (Intelligence and Reconnaissance)]

[Aiwen: This is Alvin Ross, help me retrieve the information of all workers on duty in Factory No. 2, work file archive: Public Opinion Processing 20771101-A]

[Human resources docking: Request received, information is being verified.]

[Human resources docking: The work information you need will start to be transmitted immediately. 】

call--

The engine roared and the float vehicle passed through the sky.

A group of workers on their shift tiredly took pictures of the floating car in the sky through the car window of their apartment and posted the news on the Internet:

[Industrious European 1187: Haha, the Eurotunnel company must have been anxious, seeing as their car started running immediately! 】

【picture】

[Save up 1,000 and speculate in coins: This is not a trivial matter. Recently, cyberpsychosis has become more and more frequent, and the pressure has increased. Everyone knows it. 】

[Little sewer rat: Haha, you cruel shark, it’s time to shark the shark a long time ago. 】

[sdSDFO: The latest news is that the tunnel company and the European Union government docking group have begun to issue documents indicating that they will control labor hours.]

Hard-working European 1187 looked happy and couldn't help humming:

"Hmph, this is all earned with blood. Good brother."

The people below were talking a lot, feeling that this incident was really serious.

But in the floating car, Alvin took out a drink from the car refrigerator unhurriedly:

This incident is really not trivial. Fortunately, there are worker brothers.

Bang!

The high-speed rotating mechanical arm suddenly unlocked, and the wall, which had been hit by a large amount of flying steel, became fragile, and a hole large enough for passage was instantly punched out of the sieve-like surface!

The edge of the hole was extremely sharp and emitted an orange-red light. Obviously, the temperature of this gap was not low.

Elliot took a deep breath and rushed through the big hole with his eyes closed!

"I'm not dead!"

[Lille: You are not dead! Get that psycho! 】

"What should I do!"

That is to say, the situation was so chaotic that Elliot couldn't hear the three people in his head sighing in unison——

The cyberpsycho who was shouting crazily on the console was covered in black smoke. The prosthetics and skin-like materials on his body were melting together, and his voice became hoarse. Basically, he could no longer hear the human voice. I don’t know. I thought it was the machine that was making noise because it wasn't lubricated.

Obviously, this is indeed a cyberpsychopath, but unlike those cyberpsychopaths in Night City that caused a large number of casualties, this cyberpsychopath itself does not have a high-intensity combat robot.

His weapon is the factory production line where he has worked for several years or even more than ten years.

As for him, apparently this illegal operation would cause him to also experience abnormally high voltages flowing through the processor in his head.

It can be called the king of resistance to electricity.

But being resistant to electricity does not mean that he is strong in combat. Elliot only needs to pick up a hammer or stick from the ground, go up to it and break the cyberpsycho's hands and nerve links.

All this needs to be taught?

[Johnny: No, buddy, you can pick up the hammer from the ground, pick up the scissors, and you don’t even have to rush up and punch him. What should you do? ! 】

[Johnny: Go and punch him! Does this still need teaching? ! 】

"How do I get up there!!! He's on the stage!!!"

【Johnny: Useless trash.】

Johnny had lost his passion when he said this.

He couldn't understand how there could be such useless people in this world?

[Johnny: Are you human? 】

Elliot's liver-colored face turned even redder. He slapped himself hard several times, picked up the fuel tank next to him and threw it directly over!

Bang.

The fuel tank flew a meter or two and then crashed down, a very poor throwing distance.

The steel bars were still frantically attacking the partition behind him. Elliot was filled with shame, anger, and fear, and hid directly behind the bunker.

In his head was Johnny's "motivating" encouragement, but Elliot still held his head——

"I can't throw it! I dare not go there! I don't want to die!!!"

But Elliot stopped, the fuel tank was gone, and the fuel tank continued to roll slowly towards the platform of cyberpsychosis, slowly rolling towards it.

Until a small lump of burning metal fell on it and penetrated the tank.

"Those who don't understand industrial production are in trouble!" Cyberpsychiatrist shouted strange words vaguely, "Go to hell!"

boom!