Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Not too far from the station platform, a group of people dressed differently from the five of them stopped and looked at them strangely, as if the five of them were precious animals.

The passers-by not only had different clothes, but also had very different expressions from the people outside the base. They talked and laughed, without the slightest tension and depression when the end was approaching.

Han Ziang could even see a person holding a cup of unknown drink, chatting with the people around him, and laughing happily from time to time, this was a scene he had never seen before...

Everything here seems so ordinary, but it is precisely because of this ordinary that it seems out of place in the abnormal environment...

"...Okay, don't read it, the situation here is quite special, and I will explain it to you later!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the team members who looked confused, opened his mouth to make a point, and then walked towards the direction of the train.

Because the construction of the planetary engines in North China has been completed, they are the only team that came to escort Flint, and there is no need to wait in line.

On the railway under the platform, the locomotive pulled a platform loaded with flint storage compartments, and slowly stopped beside the platform.

Seeing this, a staff member took a step forward, manipulating the heavy exoskeleton, pulling the carriage off the platform, and with the help of several people, it was firmly connected to the traction device of the armored vehicle.

"...Okay, check and confirm, you can leave after signing!"

This was the first sentence the old security personnel said to them, but it was also the last sentence.

Wang Xuebin didn't care either. He came to the carriage, verified the authority, opened the block door of the carriage, carefully checked the flint inside, then closed the carriage door, and nodded to the team members.

"...Okay, get in the car and get ready to go!"

With that said, he came to the old security guard and said in a deep voice to a camera:

"...The CN001-01 team has received the flint, and after inspection, it is confirmed that it is correct!"

Then, he nodded at the security personnel, turned around and returned to the car.

"...Okay, let's go!"

With Wang Xuebin's order, Han Ziang, who didn't dare to move at all, suddenly felt amnesty, inserted his ID card, cooperated with his hands and feet, controlled the larger armored vehicle, and drove out along the safe path given by the navigation go.

In the car, the other team members were also in a similar state, sitting obediently on the seats, as if they were in a wolf's den.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin shook his head and laughed.

"...Okay, one by one, don't be so restrained, the situation in the Huoshi base is indeed very different from the outside!"

As Wang Xuebin said, he took the teacup, took a cup of warm water, sat on a seat, raised his legs, and explained:

"...Whether it's our place or other places, all the staff in the Huoshi base are not in circulation!

They have their own banks, business districts, entertainment districts, and even their own universities and police forces! "

Looking at the team members who pricked up their ears and wanted to hear what happened, Wang Xuebin simply turned on the autopilot, asked Han Ziang to sit up with him, took out a handful of peanuts from the warehouse, and handed them to them.

"...every Firestone base is a small ecological circle, and the people inside are born to die, and everything is carried out in this ecological circle!

There is no way, because of the strict confidentiality system, people in the base cannot have any close contact with the outside world, whether it is security personnel or technical personnel.

Over time, their behavior and the outside world have obvious differences and generation gaps. The previous generation is okay, at least they can understand and communicate with each other.

But since the previous generation retired, the worldviews and values ​​of the two sides have been completely torn apart.

People in Huoshi base don't understand why people outside are always frowning and in a hurry.

People outside couldn't understand why the people in Huoshi Base could still laugh, and even have the mind to talk about some boring gossip...

A high wall is like a world, separating people into two worlds..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the four of them were shocked and speechless for a long time. To be honest, with their authority, they never knew that there would be such a special place in the world...

"...Then...then the coalition government is not afraid of rebellion at the Huoshi base? Huoshi is a must for the engine to start, isn't the lifeblood of this is in the hands of others..."

Hearing Liu Feng's words, Wang Xuebin shook his head and smiled.

"...I knew you would ask such a question!

The coalition government is not a fool, how could it fail to consider these issues?

Let's talk about Flint first, the separation of production is not because of how superb this technology is, on the contrary, the technological level of Flint is not high!

The reason for the concentrated production of flint and the strict secrecy of the location of flint manufacturing is not because of technology, but because of raw materials, radioactive substances are too dangerous!

If an accident occurs at the Flint base, with the mobilization force of the coalition government, it is entirely possible to rebuild a Flint base within two days and bring in a group of people to produce Flint.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about the so-called lifeblood problem!

Secondly, all the supplies in the Huoshi base are all distributed by the coalition government, and the intelligent systems in the base are also in the hands of the government!

If the Huoshi base really rebelled, it only needs to cut off the supplies and the intelligent auxiliary system, and the base can be completely returned to the pre-industrial era within a day!

And in our era, you also know that without the guarantee of heavy industry, human beings basically have no way to survive!

And with the passage of time, the environment will become worse and worse, relying heavily on the Firestone base of the coalition government, it is even more impossible to have any possibility of rebellion! "

As Wang Xuebin said, he picked up a peanut, twisted it gently with two fingers, and the skin immediately shattered and fell off. He threw the nut into his mouth, and a salty and sweet taste washed in his mouth.

"...you can eat it too. This batch of peanuts tastes good. I fried them all. They are salty and fragrant..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, a few stunned heads came back to their senses, saw the captain's movements, subconsciously took the peanuts handed over by the captain, and ate absent-mindedly.

"What's the matter? One by one? Why are they all like eggplants beaten by frost, wilting..."

On the side, Lin Bei, who was chewing peanuts, said with a downcast expression:

"...Captain...the people in Huoshi Base...are too pitiful..."

"Huh? Poor?"

Hearing Lin Bei's words, Wang Xuebin was stunned for a moment, then looked at Li Yan who also nodded in agreement, and frowned.

"...I said...you two have lost your mind, right?"

With that said, Wang Xuebin threw the peanut skin in his hand into the trash can beside him, and said absurdly:

"The average monthly salary per person in the base is [-], and all kinds of supplies are given priority. They live in three rooms and one living room, drink juice drinks, eat fresh vegetables, and use different choices!

Your standard of living is not half as high as other people's. Is it your turn to be poor?

Why don't you pity me, your captain?

I have changed jobs, and I have to take you rookies to work!

After the production plan was completed, everyone went to start their own side jobs, singing and dancing.Everyone is very happy!

Most of the entertainment products you see now are sideline jobs created when people are bored!

Are you still poor?Who is the one who keeps saying 'seaweed, seaweed, drifting with the waves'?

Is this seaweed floating around?understand? "

Hearing Wang Xuebin's last words, everyone turned their eyes to Han Ziang who was eating peanuts. In an instant, Han Ziang froze there...

"...team...captain...it's not me...I don't have a poor family...I'm just watching short videos..."

Han Ziang had a bitter face, with an expression of grievance, looking innocent and full of joy.

Looking at this happy face, Wang Xuebin raised his brows lightly, raised his eyebrows and said:

"...Who asked you to watch the video and turn on the power amplifier? You can also watch a video... Nima, my mind is full of seaweed and seaweed now, don't tell me who are you talking about?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the others all nodded in agreement, looking at the aggrieved Han Ziang with their eyes, with a relieved smile on the corner of their mouths.

"...Like a seaweed~seaweed~seaweed~seaweed~swaying with the waves..."

"...Damn it, you're still here..."

The familiar voice sounded again, and the faces of all the team members twisted immediately, looking fiercely at the source of the voice.

On the side, Han Ziang turned off the alarm in a hurry, and said cautiously:

"...I... this is the alarm clock on the hour...it's twelve o'clock...Captain, where are we going..."

Listening to Han Ziang clumsily changing the subject, Wang Xuebin gave him a hard look, then got up and opened the map.

"...eat, and then find a place to rest. At nine o'clock tonight, the moon will leave the earth forever. After we appreciate all this, we will officially start work...

So, cherish this last comfortable time..."

Chapter 734

"Drip~~"

Loud air defense sirens echoed in the noisy city, and drones, carrying horns, drove at high speed in the streets and alleys of coastal cities, repeating the evacuation orders.

"... Attention all the people, all the people, the coalition military government will officially start the engine on the moon at [-]:[-] tonight to push the moon out of the earth-moon orbit!

According to predictions by experts and artificial intelligence simulations, tidal waves can trigger severe tsunamis and impact all coastal cities in my country!

All residents in the urban area are requested to cooperate with government staff and evacuate in an orderly manner!

Please hurry up and cooperate with government staff to evacuate in an orderly manner!

The government will never pull down any resident, and ask the general public to actively cooperate and evacuate in an orderly manner..."

The high-pitched alarm, repeated mechanical dissuasion, looked down from the distant sky, and the soldiers and civilians of all coastal cities in the country jointly laid out a magnificent picture.

A long line of vehicles carrying people formed a long queue on the wide road, a dense line, like a great wall of iron and blood...

"...Mom, let's go, don't take this pile of junk..."

In an alley, a middle-aged man looked at his elderly mother with an expression full of anxiety and helplessness.

"...The coalition government has issued an announcement. It has already arranged housing and jobs for us. We can start working immediately when we arrive there, and the resource quota will not be interrupted... Let's not get rid of this rags at home, okay..."

"...What's broken?"

An old lady in her eighties, her eyes full of stubbornness, hugged her treasure that she had cherished for nearly 70 years, and shouted loudly at her middle-aged son:

"...This is my brother's limited collection album. It is a treasure that your mother has treasured for 70 years. What? How dare you lose face with your mother when your wings are hardened?

Let me tell you, your mother, even if I stay here and don't leave, I still have to protect my best brother in the world!

Brother, he only has me..."

Listening to the old mother's words, the middle-aged son was about to cry...

"... Erdi Niang, your brother died long ago... He was killed by the coalition government because he refused to work, supported terrorists, encouraged the waste of resources, and evaded taxes.

Besides, there are not only you, but also three hundred others who were executed together with him, they are not alone at all..."

Hearing what her son said, the old mother became even more excited, her face flushed with anger, and she shouted loudly at her son:

"Impossible! My best brother must still be alive. He is so good and works so hard. You must be lying to me!

Say, are you sent by the enemy to hack my brother!Get out of here!I didn't expect that I gave birth to you and raised you for so many years, and I didn't realize that you are the black son of the opposite family!

Get lost, from now on, don't let me see you again..."

All of a sudden, there was a ruckus here, adding a touch of humor to the already noisy picture scroll.

"...All right, all right, don't take it anymore, Dad, the government will arrange everything for us..."

At the same time, in a certain shabby dormitory, an old man also stooped to pack something. When he heard his son's words, he couldn't help but pause, but after only a moment, he continued to pack up.

"...Arranging arrangements, you know the arrangements, doesn't the government's arrangements need to consume resources?

It's not like our family doesn't have one, a broken house is worth tens of thousands of dollars, so let him be flooded for nothing?

It’s a small thing to save a little. These days, the government is also in trouble. Don’t just think about your own thoughts all day long, think more about the collective!

Just like you, if you were left in the class I led back then, I would have to train you to death!

Without any sense of mission or belief, how could I raise such a waste like you! "

Hearing his father's familiar reprimand, the son showed a dumbfounding expression.

"...Hey...Dad! You are confused again, your son is also a soldier now, and he is in the rescue team, responsible for the evacuation of our area...

The captain knew that our family lived here, so he gave me a short vacation, and I have to go back to my post after I send you away...

...You should cooperate with your son's work, don't delay the time..."

Hearing his son's words, the old man was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to react slowly.

"...It's been... 60 years..."

Whispering in his mouth, he looked up, only to realize that his son was already a head taller than him, wearing a new military uniform, he looked very heroic...

"...You've all...been in the army..."

"...Yeah Dad...you're confused again..."

Hearing his son's words, the old man finally stopped reprimanding him, and lowered his head slightly, looking a little bewildered.