Chapter 580: On the First Day of Work, You and I Are Both Slaves!
Before dawn the next day, Zheng Yu was woken up by Peng Wu.
"So early?"
Zheng Yu asked doubtfully, because it was not yet time for the slaves to work.
Peng Wu said: "There are benefits to getting up early."
"ah?"
Zheng Yu was puzzled.
Peng Wu patted his chest and said confidently: "There will definitely be benefits if you believe me."
Zheng Yu didn't refute. At Peng Wu's signal, he quietly put on his clothes and walked out of the room.
Peng Wu stamped his numb feet and cursed, "This is a fucking frozen city. It almost froze to death last night."
After saying that, he looked at Zheng Yu, "Aren't you cold?"
Zheng Yu shook his head.
"Tsk, this kid is so cold that he can't even feel anything."
Peng Wu felt sorry for Zheng Yu, and then licked his lips in one direction, "Look over there."
Zheng Yu looked in the direction indicated by Peng Wu and saw some slave figures.
"This is?"
Peng Wu explained: "No matter what the background is, no matter what the world is, as long as it is the lowest type of work, there will definitely be a first-come, first-served principle."
"First come, first served?"
"One look at you and you've never experienced it."
While Peng Wu dragged Zheng Yu into the group of slaves, he whispered to Zheng Yu: "When I first arrived here last night, I realized something was wrong here."
"First of all, the mechanization here is very weak. The houses we live in are all made of stones. Even the guard buildings are very backward."
"This means that the work that we slaves have to do is most likely to carry these stones..."
Peng Wu said, pointing to the tall city wall behind the frozen city, hidden in the snow and fog.
“Building walls is the work of slavery.”
"Then the overseer's job was to supervise the slaves building the wall."
"As for the guards, they are walls built using slaves."
"As for building such a high city wall, what to resist, this is what Yushen should consider, not me..."
Zheng Yu followed Peng Wu and squeezed into the group of slaves. Following the direction of the slaves, he was indeed heading towards the city wall.
"Then why do they get up early?"
"Get a good job."
Peng Wu gave a concise and concise answer.
"Those lower-level supervisors who are responsible for transporting slaves often come back and send slaves in batches. What is their purpose?"
Peng Wu asked rhetorically.
Zheng Yu actually understood what Peng Wu wanted to express, but still followed his words and answered: "Add more manpower."
"That's right, this frozen city is not big enough to accommodate so many slaves. Four to five thousand slaves were sent at once, almost filling these stone houses."
"The next batch of four to five thousand slaves will come. Where will they live?"
"Of course we live where we are, because we may not survive until the next batch of slaves arrives. This is why the overseers send slaves here one after another."
"So, grabbing a good job means grabbing a job where you can survive."
"If the mortality rate of slavery is very high, then why can these old slaves survive? We can get the answer just by following them."
Needless to say, after Peng Wu's theory, Zheng Yu was somewhat impressed by this old man with a bold personality.
"You knew they would be up earlier?"
Zheng Yu asked.
No one in the group pointed out this information.
"How do I know this? It's just based on experience. The work in our line of work is basically done on a daily basis, and every day's work is different."
“Some daily settlement jobs with high unit prices must be grabbed early, otherwise they will be gone if you are late.”
"The same goes for these old slaves who can save their lives."
"sharp."
Zheng Yu praised.
"Hey, what's so great about this? It's just life experience from the bottom."
Peng Wudu said with emotion: "I didn't expect that one day, the experience of a rotten person like me could be used in the abyss. It's really...fucking amazing."
Peng Wu cursed and led Zheng Yu to follow the old slaves to a position near the city wall.
Peng Wu didn't care about the repulsive looks of the old slaves, he just squeezed in shamelessly, and he was very particular about where he squeezed into the team, just in the front quarter of the entire team.
Not only can you clearly see the operations of the slaves in front, but you can also get work earlier.
"Did you look at the iron piece in front of them?" Peng Wu motioned to Zheng Yu to pay attention to the details.
Zheng Yu nodded.
"As I guessed before, each set of iron pieces is different. The iron pieces may represent the type of work. We just need to get the same iron pieces as them."
"good."
Zheng Yu continued to nod without any rebuttal and agreed with Peng Wu's statement.
Seeing Zheng Yu agreeing so readily, Peng Wu looked a little unnatural, and then explained to himself: "Don't think I'm selfish. The reason why I didn't talk about this in the group is because I was worried about everyone." If everyone comes to grab it, it will easily make these guards suspicious. "
"It will be difficult to deal with it if it ruins Yushen's plan."
"so……"
Before Peng Wu could finish speaking, Zheng Yu continued: "The weak have their own way of survival, and the strong have the responsibilities that the strong have to cope with. I think that when a weak party makes compromises for the sake of the overall situation, instead of protecting themselves, , that should be the failure of the strong."
"It was Zheng Yu's failure."
"Hey, you can't say that. Where did Yushen fail?" Peng Wu was Zheng Yu's staunch defender.
"He failed because... he wasn't strong enough."
Zheng Yu said softly.
This left Peng Wu speechless, "Oh, you are really..."
Peng Wudu laughed angrily.
"You still judge him? Yushen is not strong, how can you be?"
"I... almost."
"..."
"Okay, follow me. We'll work here for two days and wait for Ushen to sweep across the abyss. Then I'll see if you can still say that Ushen is weak."
Peng Wu didn't want to argue with Zheng Yu anymore. He thought Zheng Yu... was a little too knowledgeable.
In Blue Star, who dares to say that Yushen is weak?
Even the God of War Nan Muyun didn't dare to say it.
Only people who know nothing would say such things.
"Little brother, let me give you a piece of advice."
"What?"
"Connect the Internet when you get home. You are out of touch with this society."
Zheng Yu: "..."
…
Zheng Yu really thinks that he is too weak. Peng Wu's cognition and his life are completely a microcosm of this universe.
It seems normal that the strong dominate the weak.
But what is strange is Peng Wu's naturally accepting attitude towards the life of slavery.
It's like...it's normal for the weak to be dominated, exploited, and squeezed.
Of course it's not normal.
It's just that Peng Wu couldn't resist and fight.
Just like Zheng Yu himself said, when the weaker party makes every possible compromise in order to live, to eat, or even to stay alive.
Is it the fault of the weak?
Isn't Peng Wu working hard enough, optimistic enough, and positive enough?
Whose fault.
It's clear at a glance.
It is the unfair distribution of resources that makes life become slavery, war becomes God's food, and life and death become their child's play.
It's because I'm not strong enough to break this rule.
yes……
God exists in this universe.
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