Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

"The center is a human being created by the mastermind. The manufacturing method is unknown. [The writer] might be a really cute girl." Just as Luo Yan was about to open the search bar to query the meaning of 996, Duan Ping joked in his ear.

"That's not the problem!" Luo Yan couldn't stand it any longer.

"This is treason!"

He himself couldn't say that he was very righteous, but no matter how high the limit was, he still shouldn't betray the human race.

"What do you think of life in the world?"

"Hmm... just so so." Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Duan Ping asked this.

Life in the world feels really average, nothing special.

"You can check the people's livelihood and crime rate of the old generation before 2025 to understand 996."

After hearing this, Luo Yan was a little confused, but he still followed the instructions and inquired about the relevant content.

If you don't check, you won't know. If you check, you will be stupid.

The people's livelihood of the old generation before 2025 is filled with a large number of "996 jobs", "housing prices", "childbearing costs" and many other concepts that he has never considered before.

It's hard to understand, really hard to understand.

How can I have a job that goes from nine in the morning to nine in the evening, six days a week?

Doesn’t the law of the old era have any effect?

He now works six hours a day and four days a week in Yanhuangtu, still a little reluctantly.

"What? Do you have to buy a house yourself? Isn't it provided by the state after a certain length of service?"

"What? The country won't pay for the birth of the child?"

"What? There is also a job like nanny? Isn't it a direct delivery of robots?"

If life in the current world is just average, in Luo Yan's opinion, life in the old world is almost like hell on earth.

After this investigation, he also understood Duan Ping's subtext.

Since the Saliye family took over the sovereignty of Blue Star, people's livelihood and technology have been developing upwards.

In fact, there has been no war in more than sixty years.

The Saliye family cannot understand the significance of the existence of nuclear weapons because they have no concept of internal war.

Another example is that the crimes of "human traffickers" and "drug dealers" have completely disappeared, and other crime rates have also dropped to one-tenth of those of the old generation.

From pornography to gambling and drugs, only "pornography" is still firmly supporting the crime rate.

"What on earth is this..." Luo Yanzhen was a little confused. The more he saw, the more he thought about it and became more frightened.

The worldview is collapsing.

Sensing Luo Yan's doubts, Duan Ping slowly explained: "The Saliye insect family is a lineage civilization and has a large consciousness network."

"The work procedure chain is open and transparent under the setting of the big consciousness network."

"There is no corruption, no middlemen, and no human intrigue."

“Efficiency has increased exponentially, and social operating costs have dropped significantly.”

"All the costs saved will be used to improve people's livelihood and develop science and technology."

"The prosperous and harmonious cities that represent the world are the results of [the writer's] more than sixty years."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Yan felt like he was struck by lightning. For a moment, he felt that he was really a villain, and his sense of morality was like a high-rise building collapsing.

"Do you like [the writer] a little bit?"

Duan Ping looked over with a complicated smile.

"I like a *civilized term*!" Luo Yan did not want to admit that his belief had indeed been shaken just now, and he deceived himself and shouted:

"This is all [Bu said]! Don't be brainwashed!"

[Writer]'s ability [Bu Shuo] can only change the parasite's thoughts.

The impact on other humans is indirect.

"Indeed, this is the strongest [Bu Shuo]." Duan Ping sighed, "It makes people unable to resist, dare not resist, and don't know how to resist..."

Expressing the beautiful life in the world is the writer's strongest propaganda. This is an indisputable fact.

There are many people like Yin Bo. They are not mentally manipulated and spontaneously believe that the Saliye insect family is here to save mankind.

It's just that he is engaged in copywriting work, has been exposed to more history, and has more radical ideas.

"So, you are saying that Yin Hang deliberately modified the training data to mislead the applicants in order to weaken the company's combat power?"

Luo Yan's thoughts returned to the big training camp.

"Well, we asked him before why he exaggerated the data, and he just said that it was a slight exaggeration in order to achieve the click-through rate indicator assigned by his superiors."

"We never paid much attention to it."

"Actually, the casualty rate in large-scale training is not that high. Including minor injuries such as muscle strains, it is only 15%, and the mortality rate is almost 2%."

"If ten thousand people participate in a big training camp, two hundred will die. It's quite safe."

Duan Ping felt safe from the bottom of his heart. For him, a 2% operational mortality rate was too friendly. Except for the online missions he was currently doing, the mortality rate for offline missions was generally above 5%.

Luo Yan was silent.

This evening, I chatted with Duan Ping for half an hour, and it seemed like a new world had opened up.

Most of the time, though, he just listens.

"Two percent is really not high..."

Somehow, Luo Yanzhen accepted the concept that 10,000 people participating in the training and 200 dead were not too many.

"Generally speaking, the company cannot get so many people to sign up. The marketing team uses various means to recruit people from the center and organizations, as well as some individual people."

"They are all weaklings among weaklings. You are considered very strong among them."

When Duan Ping said this, his expression was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was trying to comfort others.

"Am I no longer considered useless?" Luo Yan was stunned for a moment.

"D-level, don't forget it. There are EF and no-level at the bottom."

"Uh... I can't say it's so absolute. I'm a little loser... Well, it seems a little impolite to say it. Well... I'm a middle-class loser." Duan Ping paused, serious and paralyzed.

"Medium useless..." Luo Yan wanted to curse.

"Okay, that's a very polite way of saying it."

Luo Yan thought over and over again and made up his mind to sign up for the 14th training camp.

Anyway, I have worked all the way to AB level.

The registration time is only eight hours, and global notification is available.

Tomorrow is a day off, so you don’t have to come to the company. Tonight is the last registration time.

After filling in the information, it was already 6:30 pm.

At the same time, the weather station.

The scene was chaotic, and some teams had physical conflicts with employees of the meteorological station.

Many people suffered minor injuries.

"What on earth are you thinking!" The captain of the encirclement and suppression team shouted at Luo Hong again.

Light invaded the weather station and modified the staff's settings, but nothing abnormal happened.

This made them uneasy.

Fear comes from the unknown.

"I've been shouting for a long time, are you tired?" Luo Hong sat on the fence, swinging her legs and holding her face to play with the taste, "You guys still want to guess what the adults are thinking?"

"Oh, lower races."

She smiled contemptuously and said:

"insect."

The word fell.

The captain of the encirclement and suppression team was completely emotional. As if he was greatly insulted, he roared: "You are the insect!"

"I hate it~" Luo Hong held her chin with her hands, making a shy face.

"She is the school beauty."

As the charming voice fell, everyone felt a surge of gastric juices and nausea, but they did not dare to act rashly.

If a large amount of military power is spent on Chi Skeleton, [Writer] may not be able to cope with any surprise attack.

The situation remains deadlocked.

At this time, a three-person team from the Rabbit Gun Group also arrived at the scene.

Mina set up a sniper from a distance and aimed at Luo Hong, waiting for the order to fire.

Momo went to the area where the dispute broke out and treated the injured team.

The blank sheet of paper has no specific work assigned to it.

Move around.

Put your hands in your pockets.

His eyes were wandering.