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In the eastern part of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, in the camp of the lazy god Yafei, all kinds of heavy machinery rise and fall, come and go.

Compared with more than half a month ago, the camp has changed a lot.

The small camp in the past has expanded about ten times in size, and it is now a small city.

In the center of the camp is a huge pothole, which goes straight into the ground and descends to a depth of 5 kilometers above the ground, and on the stable section of the earth's crust, the largest project of mankind, the earth stone thrower, is built.

Some jokingly call it the waistband of the earth.

On one side of the camp, a tall lazy god tower was built, which was named the Throwing Stone Tower, and this new small city was also known as the "Throwing Stone City".

The Rubble City is well planned to present precise geometrical shapes, and each functional area is clearly divided into industrial aesthetics.

About ten kilometers to the southwest of Rock Throwing City, there is a small town that has just been built.

The town was founded on a small black settlement called Mudani, which was originally a resting place on the edge of the N3 road, and later became a permanent settlement where the rebels stationed a small army - if that could be considered an army.

This settlement is embedded in the primeval jungle, like a grayish-yellow scar in the jungle.

And now, the scar has been cut a little deeper into the jungle again, and it has expanded, and the whole has taken on an oval shape, like a small town.

Within two days of the town's birth, hard-working yellow-skinned, southern-accented compatriots came here to do business, prepared all kinds of African art and souvenirs, and some people reclaimed patches of vegetables nearby, giving full play to the ethnic talents of the countrymen.

Subsequently, all kinds of people poured into Mudani, all kinds of houses were built, and the N3 road, which had not seen a single car for a long time, was rolled on wheels, and at least dozens of countries built settlements here, becoming an observatory for all nations.

In the prediction and planning of the lazy god system, with the rock-throwing city as the center, there will be a new aerospace industrial city within dozens of kilometers of the surrounding area, and in the future, there will be every inch of land here.

The people at WAGO Design Studio have come here to design a city that can take into account the needs of human industry while destroying the local natural environment as little as possible.

Of course, the current Mudani is still in the barbaric development, the style of various buildings is extremely different, there are RVs pulled from some countries in Europe and the United States, there are wooden shacks, there are simple steel houses, and even some dilapidated tents, only a barracks on the north side of the town seems to be very regular, this is one of the training bases of the African Department of Lazy Security.

The boss of this base is Yang Ji.

Yangji lives in a small three-story building, which is considered the highest point in the whole of Mudani, with bedrooms on the third floor, offices and meeting rooms on the second floor, and utility rooms on the first floor.

Early in the morning, when Yang Ji opened his eyes, he heard footsteps, slogans and reprimands outside the window, as soon as he wanted to get up, he was wrapped around an arm, and Ou Li dragged him: "Sleep a little longer......"

"I've got to get up, you can sleep a little longer, and I'll send someone to bring you breakfast later, and someone will take you to work." ”

"Hmm, it's ......" Ou Li turned over again lazily, and Yang Ji got up and pushed the window open.

Early in the morning, the most refreshing and comfortable time of the day in the DRC, the air belonging to the tropical rainforest seems to waft with the smell of fruit.

Africa is really a treasure land, the natural resources here are so rich that it is outrageous, the trees on the roadside are all kinds of fruits, you can eat at will, you can eat at will, you can cut down a tree, it is the best hardwood worth thousands of gold in the country, the furniture made is worth a lot of money, and the skewers can be sold for thousands.

Standing at the window on the third floor, overlooking Mudani, Yang Ji had an inexplicable feeling that he seemed to be playing a game of simulated management, and Mudani was his main city, and now it was just a village, and with his efforts, it would become a big city, and then annex the stone throwing city next to it, and then annex the country and even the whole of Africa.

And the rebels who had been co-opted and were training on the playground that had just been leveled were the first army that really belonged to him.

Yang Ji had never felt this way all the time after following Nan Ming, this was the first time he had experienced this feeling of being in control, and it was a good feeling.

After overlooking Mudani, Yang Ji's eyes returned to the playground, and his face suddenly sank, and he couldn't be happy at all.

The training has been going on for three days, and even if it was the previous military training for college students, three days could make those casual college students stand and sit.

But these rebels on the training ground can't even walk in a straight line!

Obviously, these guys were all subdued by Yang Ji's "fear" authority, and loyalty and obedience were fine, but laziness seemed to have been carved into their bones, and it seemed that they couldn't change their attitude no matter what.

In Yang Ji's opinion, there is probably less than one-tenth of these people.

Yang Ji couldn't help but think of Ou Li's IQ theory, is it because the IQ of these guys is too low?

After all, although the fear authority is strong, it cannot go beyond the limit, and it does not strengthen the human body's ability to do it, even if it is feared, the gorilla will not be able to do high numbers.

A black officer was sweating and training and reprimanding them, but the black rebels were standing lazily and loosely, and at this pace it would have taken two or three months for them to complete their basic marching and marching training.

After training for a long time, the black officer also seemed a little helpless, he waved his hand and ordered everyone to disband and rest temporarily, and the group of black rebels immediately fell to the ground on all sides, shouting tired.

"Shut up for me!" Yang Ji roared in anger.

Seeing the lazy appearance of these people, Yang Ji hated it so much, and he couldn't help but think of a certain annoying guy.

Lazy people are going to die, die, die!

There is no room for lazy people to live in this world!

If these people weren't Yang Ji's own team, he really wanted to rush down from the window with a gun and surprise these people.

Closing the window, from the third floor to the second floor, a fat black cook lady had already come over and helped Yang Ji serve breakfast.

Looking at the black hands of the black cook, although he knew that the hands were clean, Yang Ji always felt that the food in his mouth had an inexplicable taste, and it was always very uncomfortable to eat.

Isn't this guy too lazy to wash his hands and cook......

Think of a nasty, lazy guy who is in a delicate undersea restaurant, eating the exquisite food served by the chef, and he only has a fat chef, and the food he cooks has a strange taste, which makes Yang Ji want to die.

After coming to Africa, Yang Ji had to admit that he was actually a racist.

Just as Ori discriminates against others, the difference is just too great.

After a late breakfast, Yang Ji began to handle official business.

Yang Ji runs this town as his own territory, so he is very concerned about it.

The town has just been expanded, and some wild animals are still roaming around, so Yang Ji plans to clear some more open space around the town as a fence to prevent poisonous insects and snakes from entering the human camp, and also plans to fence it off.

There are too many people pouring in, including opportunists or criminals, there are only a few hundred people in the town, but there are dozens of conflicts every day, and every day Yang Ji has to send out lazy security guards to patrol.

Those who performed better in the rebels were also formed and followed by lazy security guards to patrol, responsible for law enforcement and resolving disputes.

After clearing out the vacant land, many compatriots from China put forward that they wanted to plant some vegetables that are commonly eaten in China on the vacant land to improve their food, and Yang Ji ordered people to reclaim a few fields, contracted to a few farming experts, and specially brought some seeds from China, and the seeds were sown, and green sprouts emerged in a few days.

I have to say that the racial talent of the Chinese people, which originated from the agrarian civilization, is really powerful.

After thinking about it, Yang Ji issued another order to recruit a few Chinese cooks with preferential salaries.

He really can't stand the craftsmanship of the fat cook.

Even in such a small town, there were too many things to deal with, and it took Yang Ji about an hour to solve them.

The farming business is over, and the next step is to collect people.

He began to look through the file on his desk.

Yangi requires all those who settle in Mudani to submit a more detailed file, which is theoretically unruly, but Yangi has signed an "escrow agreement" with the DRC government to enforce escrow rights on DRC territory.

Therefore, the organizations that come to settle in Mudani will basically obediently submit a detailed file.

Two days ago, a Belgian construction company sent an expatriate team that had just delivered the materials to the camp.

Yang Ji looked at the information and had a feeling of choosing a hero in the game.

"This one has a master's degree in geology, not bad, it should be able to use ......"

"This is a bachelor's degree in public administration and a city official in Wallonia...... Maybe it can help me solve the problem of municipal management. ”

"This is a lawyer...... Lawyers don't seem to be very useful...... But it's better than these lazy bastards out there......"

"There are also two security personnel, who used to serve in the Belgian special forces, which can be considered a bit useful......"

Yang Ji pressed the button on his desk and gave the order: "Go and invite five people from the Belgian Wagan Construction Company to come over." ”

He thought for a moment and ordered, "By the way, let the kitchen prepare a chicken for me." ”

It's time to make an example of the monkeys again.

Recently, Yang Ji vomited after eating chicken.

Half an hour later, five employees of the Belgian construction company Wagan walked out of Yang's office with eyes straight and trembling.

Starting today, they are ostensibly employees of a Belgian construction company, but they still have to work for Jangi, still unpaid.

Otherwise, you will be cut off by Yang Ji like a chicken!

I'm so scared!

What a pain life is!

After receiving people, you should be in a good mood.

But Yang Ji's mood was not good at all.

Because one command after another came.

"Word has come from Stonethrower that there is a group of homeless people to the southwest, possibly a wandering rebel, and Stonethrower is asking for the threat to be cleared. ”

Rebels are, these rebels are not as strong as those engineers! And I really don't want to contain these rebels! It's useless to take them, and I can't kill them!

There are hundreds of them on the playground outside that haven't been trained!

"You send a team to deal with ......," Yang Ji said weakly.

"Just now an official from Kinshasa called and asked for a bribe, otherwise some of our supplies would be seized, and Throwing City questioned why you couldn't get the officials from Kinshasa. ”

Isn't a bullshit official just a petty bureaucrat? I'm just subduing a few heads, and I can't subdue all cats and dogs!

These greedy guys, anyone who dares to reach out to a behemoth like the lazy god department to ask for a bribe? Are these people all in their heads?

"Tell me his name, I'll have him removed!" Yang Ji gritted his teeth.

"Rock Throwing City said there was a breach in security, and some thieves stole some parts......"

"Didn't that bastard forget in the elevator last time, let's look for it for three hours!" Yang Ji stood up angrily.

"Throwing Rock City Doubts ......"

"Stone-throwing ......"

"Ahhhh

Isn't farming a leisurely and fun farming game?

Moreover, to develop your own power in Africa, away from that lazy bastard, that guy who can suppress his authority, isn't it high in the sky and let the birds fly?

Why do you still live so aggrieved?

Why do you have to be crushed by that bastard, and you can't even kill him?

I want to be my own boss, I want to be black, I want to be black!

I'm Yang Ji who turns black at every turn!

Why didn't even blackening succeed?

After erupting for a while and smashing a lot of things, Yang Ji sat down with a snort and began to reflect on himself.

Am I stupider than Nanming? Maybe there is still a little gap in IQ, but I am much more diligent than him! Diligence can make up for clumsiness, the ancients said so!

Am I weaker than Nanming? I can run a horse on my arm, and I can break people's heads with one punch!

Am I less of a leader than Nanming? At the beginning, I was also a tiger body, and the king of soldiers worshiped by the world!

Just the lazy bastard of Nanming who has a bullshit leadership temperament?

Why am I inferior to him?

Why can't I even kill him?

Finally, Yang Ji thought of the most critical place.

"Because...... My authority is not as strong as his!" Yang Ji finally understood the key point.

How can permissions become powerful?

Nanming's authority, it seems that it will grow uncheckedly if it lies still, and it is really a jealous good luck bastard.

But what about your own fearful authority?

Yang Ji could feel that the fear authority had been slowly growing ever since it was implanted in his body.

But it's growing too slowly, and it doesn't seem to be affected by any outside factors.

"Since the Fear Clearance is one of the top-level clearances...... Although my authority is only fragmented, I still have a lot of potential. How can this potential be exploited?" Yang Ji frowned.

Who knows the most about permissions in the world?

This guy doesn't even bother to understand what permission is, and it's so infuriating that someone who can grow meat while lying down.

If you want to consult the lazy god, it is impossible to avoid the southern underworld.

Who else?

Suddenly, a name jumped into Yang Ji's mind.

"Miss Abi!"