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In maintaining the peace of the whole world, or fulfilling someone's 'ambition', the Blackwater Camp can be regarded as a wise man, an authority, and generally a good person. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But in building this community, they showed their demonic side.

Villain.

And it's completely bad.

One hundred and eight people are divided into more than a dozen directions, and the world is full of architectural talents.

Even the so-called architects, who had never touched a brick in their lives, were arrested one by one.

If you really have the level and have passed all kinds of strange tests of their whimsy, then congratulations, you have become a 'missing person' and 'compulsory laborer' who has not been paid and is searched all over the world, but if you can't do it and don't pass, then I'm sorry, you will be locked up in a small dark room, only given a steamed bun and a glass of water every day, and then ...... The odds of release are far away.

Naturally, some old guys are blowing their beards and glaring, and even scolding, and the result is ...... The one who blows the beard, the beard is gone, the one who stares at the eyes, he will not use his eyes for the next period of time, and he will scold...... You can still speak, but you can't really hear what you say, and others don't know what you're scolding, whether you're scolding or crying.

If it's just the construction people who are unlucky.

The most unfortunate are those who engage in art.

Q, do you know how to carve?

A, yes.

Q, can you carve walls, furniture, toilets, flowers and plants in the corridor?

Answer, you are insulting me!

Syllable!

It's just a mouth.

Q, can you engrave?

Answer, yes (yes).

And then it was taken away.

The daily report of missing persons has made the police all over the world anxious, and even the state has taken it seriously and started a multi-party investigation mode.

It's a pity that they just watched a large number of people being transported to a small community in this small city under their noses.

There are enough talents.

More than 1,000 skilled craftsmen from all over the world who do not speak the language were brought together, but this time it was not a seminar, but a 'report to each other' conference.

Why?

Because of the division of labor.

It's not that you can build a good building with talent.

With engineers, you can only have drawings, concrete construction ...... Their tender little hands can't move bricks, hold shovels steadily, and climb cranes.

So here's the problem.

There are no other workers, and the division of labor must be selected from among them, so who is the laborer, who is the bricklayer, and who can operate the construction machinery?

"Him! He is so strong, he must move bricks on top of three! ”

"Li Guoqing, don't hide! It's you, you kid walked through the kennel with your bare hands in college, and you did bricklayer work! ”

"Dear Mr. Smith, we haven't seen each other for more than two years since we last met at the seminar, and I feel that your daily fitness habits have finally given you a glorious task."

Report each other and pass the buck to each other.

They forgot for a moment the fate of being prisoners, anyway...... Even if it is a prisoner, there must always be a high and low, anyway, among these people, there will definitely not be more than one percent of them who can do their own jobs.

Have you ever seen a building with more than 20 engineers on that site, and the building can still be built?

One engineer can design a building, or even a city, but two engineers are a mouthful, and three engineers are a bag.

Those people abroad are better and know how to cooperate, but these people at home are ......

Of course, in the end, the domestic engineers, who were not outstanding in size and figure, all became laborers. Carrying bricks and stirring up the sand, in the words of the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks, 'They put the fuck in there to make a mess and play with the mud!' ’。

After a 'long and painful period of training and adaptation', those guys who have held pens all their lives are finally able to do manual work.

Of course, this 'long time' is for the Blackwater camp, and for ordinary people, it is actually three days.

Won't move bricks for three days? Dig a pit! Can't dig a pit? Fill the pits. What to fill in? Yourself!

Fortunately, as long as people are forced, they will always be capable.

They did it, and they did it well.

"Dear sir, the prototype of this palace has been designed, but I think it would be easier if we could do without this kind of stone that is more than thirty cubic meters."

"Fart! If you say a word of 'palace' to Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will tear your mouth! It's called the 'main building', do you understand the main building? We built a small community, a small city, and although it looks a lot like a palace, it ...... Can the palace meet Lao Tzu's requirements?! ”

The people of Camp Blackwater became overseers, and this conversation took place all the time on the construction site.

The people of Camp Blackwater are not only overseers, they are also laborers.

A boulder that was dug out from an unknown mountain and formed over an unknown number of years was carried back alive by a single person.

Every few steps he took, someone had to put an iron plate in front of him with an area of more than ten square meters and a thickness of more than ten centimeters, otherwise, his entire body would be pressed into the ground by the weight of the boulder.

Traveling all the way is tantamount to the amount of work to build a railway.

In just thirteen days, the route of more than 400 kilometers from Luonan City to Jinghai City has been paved with a road composed entirely of steel! And after the ultra-high pressure rectification, the road surface is smooth and clean, and within a few days, the damn traffic here is still open......

When even Tiansin saw this scene on the tall building, he almost dropped his jaw, pointed to the stone and said, "Xiaolu, tell me that the stone will actually be cut into small pieces and then used as a brick." ”

Xiao Lu covered her mouth and smiled: "If it was used as a brick, it wouldn't be so troublesome to transport the whole piece." ”

"Uh......" The corners of Heavenly Sin's eyebrows twitched a few times, and then he said thoughtfully, "Where did they get so much steel?" ”

Xiao Lu's smile suddenly froze on her face.

"You...... That's what you cared about......"

……

A road made entirely of steel that had been built in a short period of time was a big deal in any world.

Municipal reports, provincial reports, in a noisy but dare not act rashly, this matter quickly spread to the highest place.

In a place that is extremely sacred and mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, two old men are sitting in a bright room playing bridge, because the old man who founded the country is a master of playing this, so the Celestial Empire has this tradition, and the real wisdom can be seen from the bridge skills.

"Hehe, it looks like you're losing again this time."

"Not really."

"Step by step."

"It seems that it is unrealistic to expect the Jedi to fight back, but there is a slight chance of a surprise victory."

"Opportunity? Not necessarily......"

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door.

There are few qualified people in the world who can knock on this door.

Dedicated doctors, secretaries, and emergency information officers.

The knock on the door is three short and one long, which is exactly the way the emergency information officer does.

The two old men put down the cards in their hands, and one raised his head and frowned, "Come in." ”

The other lowered his head and picked up the water cup, and drank the tea by himself, but he didn't look at the door, as if it was none of his business.

The young informant walked in, dragging a laptop in his hand, first bowed to the two old men, and then walked quickly to the old man who spoke, and now rushed the notebook in his direction, and then said: "Chief, this is the latest news from Jinghai City. ”

Only talk about the news, and never judge what it is.

The old man frowned and looked at it, and when he saw the end, he laughed again.

"Come and see, it's lively again."

When he said this, another old man put down his teacup and came over, first read it, and then smiled: "It's really lively." ”

"Hey,"

The old man sighed and tapped his fingers on the table.

His identity is very simple, the heavens are upside down, ordinary people call him an 'old man', and there is only one 'old man' in the whole country.

The old man said: "The Blackwater Camp has done a lot of things in such a long time, but this is the first time that such an interesting thing has been done, and everyone has built a house together? Hehe, it looks like the guy is back. ”

The identity of another old man is equally simple, one person is below ten thousand people, and in ancient times, he should be called 'Prime Minister', but he always laughs at himself as a 'manager'.

Steward is a very common title, common in large families, but others do not think so. In charge, he is in charge of everything alone, and this position is ...... Go without saying.

The manager raised his eyebrows sharply, and then said with a wry smile: "This evil spirit is back again?" I thought he had enough of this life, and ran to that small island to claim the king, hey, since he was gone, he didn't want to come back. ”

The old man didn't think so, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's homesickness, it's a good thing to come back." ”

He looked at the computer again, pointed to the picture on it, and said, "This road is very well built." ”

The manager said with a bitter face: "It's just that this is a little difficult to do." ”

The old man nodded and said, "It's really not easy to do, so be it, it's all built of steel, and the car must not slip on it?" If it rains, accidents are likely to occur, so it's better to put fences on both sides. ”

The manager nodded and said, "That's true, hey, it's an unnecessary expense." ”

The old man said: "Then send the construction team to make the surface anti-slip treatment, and there must be anti-corrosion measures." ”

The manager was stunned for a moment and wondered: "This ...... Is it still necessary? ”

The old man said to himself: "Then press two toll gates at both ends, and that's it." ”

"This ......"

The corners of the manager's eyebrows twitched.

The old man laughed and said: "This little guy, as soon as he came back, he knew that he had contributed to the country, and now the country is still in difficulty, and the speed of road construction really can't meet the increasing traffic flow, with this highway can also alleviate some of it, or steel, well, there is originality, but it can let those gringos see, this is the spirit of our Celestial Empire, not bad." ”

The steward stopped talking.

Speechless.