Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

"Mr. President, madam, let's have a drink."

Collins looked at Selina who looked uncomfortable. It seemed that such talk was too exciting for her, a woman who had just risen from the bottom, because these things were the truth that people at the bottom couldn't know even if they tried to break their brains.

Selina was uncomfortable with the truth about the world at this time, and Tommy could see it.

"My dear, I'm going to visit the factory later. If you're tired, go to bed early."

Selena nodded and Collins said immediately.

"The room has been prepared for you two. Madam, you can go and rest at any time."

Selina nodded and took a sip of wine. Collins poured some more wine for the two of them. He could see that Tommy wanted to continue talking about something else.

"By the way, Mr. Collins, have you thought about a question?"

"Speak directly to Mr. President."

The two took a sip. Selina was a little drunk. She leaned against Tommy. Collins stood up and handed over a blanket. They were destined to chat very late tonight, and Tommy also wanted to have a good chat with the family heir. , after all, many things are not just words, you have to confirm something.

"What do you think would happen if wealth were distributed evenly one day?"

Collins was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"That's an interesting question Mr. President, if this happens human society will be doomed."

Although Tommy doesn't want to admit it, it is true that as Collins said, such an average will completely destroy human society, because it will stimulate human inertia, and social stagnation will begin, because there will be many problems before the world is destroyed. Few institutions have conducted similar experiments, and the results were a mess.

"After all, species like humans will always choose to indulge themselves most of the time. No one wants to work every day, and no one wants to indulge in entertainment every day."

After Collins finished speaking, Tommy smiled and nodded in agreement.

"It is true that wealth can never be uniform, because everyone's origins, abilities, and experiences are completely different. Human beings are not robots. There is no way to unify output and creation, so naturally there is no way to distribute it equally."

Collins asked.

"Mr. President, when you raise such a question, you must be thinking about how to distribute our family's wealth in the future."

Tommy didn't shy away and nodded.

"If we want to distribute wealth in the long term and make society more stable, we must change the structure of the entire society. Power must be concentrated, instead of one person, one vote, and factions fighting each other."

Collins laughed.

"Mr. Tommy, your idea is great, but it is very difficult to implement, because our country is not just a chaebol, but there are many chaebols."

"But there has to be a way, right?"

After Tommy finished speaking, he looked at Collins's expression. He knew that these people must have made many different plans, all for the long-term stability of the family.

"We do have some plans, but they have to be started one by one according to the next national situation. But these plans are not 100% effective. In many cases, Mr. President, you have to grasp a certain point."

Tommy hummed.

The two took a sip, Tommy drank it all, put down his glass, and Collins stood up.

"Please, Mr. President, ma'am."

Selina was still dizzy after taking a nap. Tommy picked him up, and the room began to slowly descend, directly submerging into the ceiling. Then it quickly stopped at a place, the small metal door opened, and there was a room inside. Luxurious room.

"Wait for me here, honey."

Selina hummed, kissed Tommy, shook hands with Collins and went in.

"This central room elevator can reach the factory directly. It only takes about half an hour. You can take a rest, Mr. President."

Tommy hummed, lit a cigarette and said.

"Let's go back to the topic we just talked about."

Collins nodded.

"Please tell me, Mr. President."

"In my opinion, the entire society has been cultivating human laziness, cultivating lazy people, setting wages that will make them starve to death, and giving them more entertainment products to appease their hearts. Because the entire society Society needs more poor people so that the rich are never left behind.”

Collins nodded.

"Would you like some more? Mr. President."

Seeing Tommy nod, he stood up and poured Tommy a drink.

"Capital is such a monster. The meaning of its existence is to monopolize everything and then keep all the wealth for itself. So we need the poor to work hard day and night, and finally produce our wealth and social value, even in order to make them no longer Too smart, we will start with education.”

Tommy laughed.

"Indeed, in order to prevent the poor from realizing why they are poor, capital will always take great pains to develop some concepts. Then expand and amplify these concepts, thereby controlling the thinking of most people and making their thinking go to the wrong place. , No matter how many people choose in life, they cannot do without the information compiled by these capitals. In the end, they make wrong judgments and wrong choices, and spend their lives doing nothing and living in poverty."

Collins held up his glass and Tommy took a sip before continuing.

"But what do you think will happen if chaos strikes one day?"

"As long as we have enough resources and enough force in our hands, all chaos will eventually be settled, and in the end we will still..."

Tommy shook his head.

"The chaos I'm talking about is chaos that has no need for material things. When such chaos comes, perhaps capital is meaningless, and nothing can survive alone."

What Tommy was thinking about was what Gene had done in that neighborhood, which was chaos, chaos regardless of cost, regardless of gain or loss. It seemed to have a clear purpose, but that purpose was just random.

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about, Mr. President."

Tommy nodded and blew out the smoke.

"There will be a day in the future when no matter how much food or force you have, there will be chaos that you cannot solve."

Tommy looked worried, and Collins felt something was wrong.

"Mr. President, have you received any news? Is the CAN Alliance ready for war?"

Tommy smiled and shook his head.

"Relax a little, CAN has long been in decline, their only chance has been wiped out by the joint stranglehold of capital, right?"

Collins laughed. 20 years ago, the CAN Alliance launched a large-scale invasion operation. The United States of the World's system, which was already facing numerous threats, was unable to cope with it. The war was almost one-sided.

Even before the country had time to deploy its arsenal, many states had already been occupied, and some states even publicly declared their independence.

But soon the capitals gathered together and cut off all supplies. In the end, the CAN alliance failed because supplies were not available, and it was easily eliminated by the army of the United States. Their plan at the time was to occupy some important food states in the United States, and then Slow development continues.

However, capital disrupted the balance of supply, causing them to soon begin to collapse from within, and were defeated by the armies of the United States.

At this time, a huge door appeared in front. The glass house moved slowly. The door slowly opened. Collins stood up with a smile. Tommy looked at the robot soldiers standing in front of the door with a solemn mood. Each one was about 2 meters tall and had A robot with a humanoid structure, no cheeks, only a red dot for the visual system, and weapons all over its body.

"How about it? Our company's latest robot has strong practical capabilities and can adapt to a variety of environments. It has a very low failure rate and a very low cost. The most important thing is the energy cost."

Tommy's eyes rested on the white bodies behind some barbed wires, the creatures with weird cheeks, lizard-like toes, and blue veins. Many of them had black or green eyes, and some had multiple colors.

Tommy swallowed. Behind the barbed wire on both sides were all these creatures. Tommy felt keenly that they were not human beings. Collins smiled.

"This is the truth about new energy."

Tommy didn't quite understand, Collins said.

"They're called Steka, they're silicon-based creatures."

Tommy was astonished. At this time, the glass house stopped, and the robot was moving outside the barbed wire. The Stekas inside had numb eyes and looked very tired. There were some monster corpses on the ground.

"They can survive on these monsters in the wild, and they can produce new energy through special energy conversion in their bodies."

Tommy looked at these listless Steka and couldn't help but ask.

"Where did they come from?"

"It existed long ago in the ruined kingdom behind the high walls."

Tommy reacted.

"MX?"

Collins nodded. At this time, the house slowly rose. There was a room above with many pipes, Collins said.

"The next scene may be a little cruel, but there is nothing we can do about it. Mr. President, this is how new energy comes."

As the glass house slowly rose, Tommy saw everything behind the glass. A staff member wearing a mechanical protective suit held up what looked like a female Steka and pressed her in front of a male. It seemed threatening.

The male Steka was locked in a small glass space. He looked very sad. Then the male Steka started to cry. The blue tears fell from his eyes and then crystallized. These teardrops fell to the ground for a long time. Soon the glass cage tilted, and tears rolled down into the small holes.

"How is this going?"

Tommy couldn't understand, because in the room above, these staff were using various cruel methods to threaten the Stekas in the glass cages, and many of them cried with sad expressions.

"The new energy is their teardrops, and we can extract enough new energy from these teardrops that carry huge energy."

Tommy was shocked. He now finally understood why the new energy source would not be exhausted and could be continuously supplied to the market. It was also very stable and there was never any sign of the supply being cut off.

"We have several large new energy companies that have already divided up the market and do not interfere with each other. Everyone is almost doing the same thing."

Tommy's face was solemn. At this time, the glass house began to move and moved below. Tommy pressed his forehead. Those cruel scenes just now made him unbelievable. Those desperate roars and crying made Tommy feel heavy.

"Did you catch them here?"

Tommy asked and Collins shook his head.

"Do you still remember the news about the army gathering at the high-walled border to destroy monsters?"

"What's the meaning?"

Collins laughed.

"You have to ask the military leaders specifically about this, because they only know the specific situation, but as far as I know, although these Stikas are primitive, they have invaded their empire and society before. The border, and after we started to establish diplomatic relations with them, friction continued. In the end, a certain scientist developed a weapon to deal with them and successfully restrained the Steka Empire, so they surrendered and sent some Steka over every year as Our energy slaves, and we give them bountiful food in return.”

Tommy couldn't imagine that his whole mind was in chaos now, because everything in front of him appeared too suddenly, Collins asked.

"Are you okay, Mr. President? It's a good thing you didn't bring your wife here."

Tommy nodded and took out a cigarette. His hands were shaking slightly. Collins didn't laugh at Tommy, but said.

"My reaction to knowing the truth was the same as yours, Mr. President, or even worse than yours. I cried for a long time that day and felt it was too cruel. I even fainted in the end. But gradually I became numb, because they are not human beings. I regard them as human beings." Chickens and ducks will be better.”

Tommy hummed and then asked.

"Can they communicate?"

Collins nodded.

"Yes. The results of military research show that these people are new species that have mutated after humans encountered special substances. They are no longer human at all."

Collins continued to talk about some things about Steka, because this is a necessary course for the new president, and he had to explain it in detail and patiently.

Tommy exhaled a puff of smoke and then asked.

"How many years do they live?"

Collins laughed.

"It's just that it won't be shorter than us humans, so this new energy will never be exhausted. As long as we can maintain the existence of their society, we can always use these new energy sources."

Tommy smiled bitterly. He didn't know what to say, so he could only say it helplessly.

"This is capital. If you find a super-efficient and permanent profit point, you will step on everything under your feet. Even if it is such a cruel thing, there will be no disobedience or sadness."

Collins nodded.

"It can be said that, Your Excellency, you can learn about this matter through some documents in the future, and the military will tell you everything. You should know more things during your four years in office, even from the past to the present. some things.”

Tommy looked at Collins confused, he didn't know what this meant. (End of chapter)