Chapter 778 483 A World of Difference

Chapter 778 483. A world of disparity

Woohoo——

The armored train slowly drove into the station. The workers of the Eighth Underground City Construction Bureau cursed and knew that they had to work hard. They got up from the ground and started to work.

"It's time to start work, it's time to start work - hello, where are you safety officers? Put on your vest, wear a helmet, wear a helmet! I've told you several times that you must wear a helmet when work starts! Anyone who doesn't wear a helmet will be fined."

"The new supplies have arrived, hurry up and unload them! President Devlin has issued an order that the 21st dungeon must be delivered by the end of the year. If we don't finish the job, Lord Entropy will lower the sky, and all of us will die!"

"Is there anyone else? Our drone hub is malfunctioning. Bring in some people, the logistics port is going to explode!"

"The workers at Port 2 fell into the pit!"

"Move the things first, we can't spare anyone's hands..."

Hard work, busyness, danger.

Forty years ago, when people were cheering for the assassination of old lady Medway, workers never imagined that they would end up like this in the future.

It is clear that His Excellency President David Lin has implemented a large number of reform measures, abolished laws that unequal men and women, and eliminated family organizations.

But why are life becoming more miserable?

There are endless underground cities to dig and build. In an atomized society, everyone has no dependence. Apart from the country, companies and compatriots, there is no closer relationship.

Those who desire to fall in love will be ridiculed, those who hope to get married are not even supported by a marriage law, companies are responsible for the birth of 90% of the population, and people continue to work and pay taxes to support the children of the public.

Nominally, everyone can have their own genetic offspring, but you will never meet him/her until you die of old age.

October 10, Galactic Era 265.

This year’s theme is: Why do we live?

Excavator Kelesim Vendro finished his work day and turned in his work, but only had six hours to rest.

Six hours later, in order to cope with the inspection by the Emergency Engineering Committee, they will have to work another shift. The emergency shift will last twelve to eighteen hours. The doctor will come and prescribe them sedatives and nutritional solutions to help them work overtime until the last minute. .

He was covered in mud, his feet had been soaked in the water for too long and had become rotten, and there was a stinky smell coming from his heels. When he left the pothole, he rode the Monkey Car, a single-person suspension like a swing, bumping along the way at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, and came to the surface without protection.

"vomit!"

He had just gotten off the monkey car when a worker next to him fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. Then two prosthetic eyeballs popped out, emitting smoke. The safety officer put on a gas mask and gloves and walked over cautiously. He checked the machine and waved his hand:

"The working hours are too long, the prosthetic chip is overloaded, the heat expands and contracts, the blood vessels burst and become necrotic. They are taken away and the organs are harvested and left for others to use."

"The organ inventory of the First Engineering Hospital is full, and several other hospitals have stopped accepting them. There is no place to store them."

"Do you think the Red Arrow people are willing to take it? We really can't sell it to outsiders and we can't waste the country's property."

Find the prosthetic master and ask them to remove the exoskeleton engineering equipment to expose the skin full of pinholes.

"Hey, my neck."

A man was holding his neck, where he had been bitten by an insect at some point. A large area had festered in one breath, and he was grinning. Not long after, the project supervisor immediately took him away, for fear of contamination and breeding of plague.

"Those who are off work should go this way, one by one. Don't argue."

The supervisor in yellow and black uniforms shouted, holding an electric shock baton in his hand, directing the crowd to gather and walk into the huge facility covering an area of ​​four hectares.

Kelesim was shirtless and followed a long line of people into the disinfection room. Every worker, regardless of gender, had their heads shaved and all their body hair shaved clean.

Forty thousand workers were constantly crowding forward in the S-shaped corridor, one after another, one after another.

There are no distinctions between men and women here, only excavators, operators, mechanical workers, medical workers and management workers.

Only then will people be grateful that companies have selected workers through precise genetic matching, and every one of them has no body odor. Otherwise, with so many people crowded together, even the dung beetles would find it smelly.

"Move forward in an orderly manner, don't push!"

Just as the supervisor shouted this, a bald woman in front of Kelesim immediately screamed, crossed her chest with one hand, and questioned the man behind her:

"Hey, why are you touching me?"

"Sorry, it's too crowded."

The man apologized.

However, the female worker still refused to give up. She stared at the other party with her red eyes and suddenly said:

"Are you going to violate me?"

"Tsk—leave it to Bai Meijun."

The man didn't take it seriously and poked the other person's ribs. The two immediately laughed and joked casually:

"What age is it? Do you think men born after repeated genetic editing will still be interested in women?"

"Tch, I'm quite looking forward to it." The woman smiled: "I heard that although men and women in Baimei Army are not equal, they can freely enjoy love and marriage - you said that they have feelings for the opposite sex. What kind of experience is that?”

"I don't know, but I do know that the workers in Baimei Army earn less than one-fifth of us, probably because all the money is used to support their families."

"I really envy them. Although they earn less, they still have family and love." The female worker sighed with emotion.

The male worker argued: "What's the use of love? Each of us has offspring, and each of us is born for frost plating. Those conservative families will die sooner or later."

"But they are so free. They can love each other, love and be loved. Love and family sound so beautiful."

"But they are poor. How can human beings give up money and status to pursue family and love? As for offspring, as long as you have money and perform well, you can buy weight from the government. At that time, biological offspring can be paired and born in better seedbeds and eggs."

"This is too ritualless and not romantic at all."

"Romance can't be eaten, man."

The male and female workers were shirtless and lined up in the stuffy disinfection room. They discussed the existence they had never enjoyed, and talked about life under the rule of Bai Meijun.

There was no gender difference between them. Women were also keen on discussing politics, weapons and football. Male workers were also wondering whether the wages they earned were enough to buy the latest fashions.

The new generation of frost plating people who have been screened out, gender is no longer important.

The Frost Plating Federation has carried out many reform measures. After the gender groups changed, Frost Plating also improved its economic policies and adopted a productivity-based system. This has led to the formation of a huge interest group between enterprises and workers. In addition, a large number of orders for the Federation Underground City have come in, making the customized Frost Plating workers and enterprises one of the most important forces in the Federation.

Since the workers themselves have no family needs, but the state promises to provide biological offspring for upbringing, workers no longer need to invest most of their energy and money in their families, but instead carefully cultivate and reward themselves, and crazy consumption drives the internal cycle.

In the early years, David Lin upgraded all the colonies to affiliated republics, giving Frost Plating almost inexhaustible resources.

Customized Workers-Enterprises-State

Bureaucrats are no longer selected from elections and civil servants, but by Frost Plating workers who purchase "weights" and seek perfect matches in the gene pool, and then are evaluated and produced by intelligent agencies. After a period of cultivation and implantation of loyalty, they will take the stage and govern the country.

In a sense, except that the computer is not directly wearing a black hat, and there is an additional natural selection process, this is no different from AI governing the country.

Family-less society

Selecting AI to govern the country

Free trade

Kelesim had seen in the news that a scholar had a new name for the new era Frost-Plated Federation.

In order to distinguish it from the past capitalist Frost-Plated Republic, the Frost-Plated Federation, a trinity of countries, is now called "creditism".