Meng Chao and Lu Siya didn't want to alarm the management of the garbage disposal center, so they could only sit in a shack deep in the garbage mountain and wait.

Looking at the recyclers sweating in the harsh environment, Meng Chao couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect that there would be such a place in Dragon City!" ”

"Do you think they're working hard?"

Lu Siya sneered, "In fact, they are already very lucky, at least they have a full-time regular job, such a 'recycler', I don't know how many people want to be it, but they can't!" ”

Meng Chao was silent.

knew that Lu Siya was telling the truth.

The unemployment rate in Dragon City remains high all year round.

Although official statistics say that the unemployment rate is "only" 10%.

But that's the result of killing monsters when they attack, repairing the cities damaged by monsters, and all kinds of temporary hire and cash-for-work are included.

These temporary and relief jobs are paid at best for basic nutritious synthetic luncheon meat, and shacks that barely shelter from the wind and rain, and have no quality of life.

If full-time regular employment is taken as the standard, the real unemployment rate of young people aged 20 to 30 is very likely to exceed 50% – a very frightening number.

It's no wonder that even the work of "recycler" is sought after by countless people.

The scene in front of him made Meng Chao vaguely understand why Lin Chuan said before he died, "Extreme Flow can't save Dragon City."

I also have a comprehension of how the future Dragon City will come to an end.

Thinking of Lu Siya's luxury car, and the price of a meal in the elegant high-end restaurant near the "Sega Sky City" just now, I have another taste in my heart.

Lu Siya keenly sensed his mood fluctuations, snorted lightly, and said, "I know what you're thinking, I want to change everything I see in front of me just like you, but according to Lin Chuan's method, I can't solve any problems." ”

Meng Chao frowned and said, "Why?" The expansion and upgrade of Fuxi Road Primary School is almost complete. ”

"So what, just one school, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

Lu Siya said, "The root of all the problems in Dragon City is our lack of resources, space and market - today's Dragon City mainly relies on spar mining and hunting monsters to obtain resources, which can be said to be a high-tech fishing and hunting civilization.

"And the fishing and hunting civilization is destined to be unable to feed tens of millions of people in such a small space.

"Only industrial civilization can enable tens of millions of citizens to live a comfortable and dignified life.

"But if the industrial civilization of tens of millions of people wants to work well, in addition to raw materials, it is more important to have a market, a huge consumer market with hundreds or even billions of people.

"Dragon City is a lonely army in a foreign land, and it can't find a consumer market ten times bigger than itself, so how can it provide enough jobs so that everyone can live a comfortable and good life?

"This is the core crux of the problem, as for those of us who are extraordinary people from wealthy families, whether they are greedy for enjoyment, can't drive a sports car, can't live in a luxury house, and are not happy to contribute, but it is secondary, after all, more than 95% of the citizens of Longcheng are ordinary people, and the real children of wealthy families are no more than 1%, even if we are all enlightened and donate all our wealth, how many schools can be built, and how many ordinary people can solve the problems of their lives?

"So, again, instead of being like Lin Chuan, who wants to donate his net worth to build a primary school, it is better to continue to invest this money in cultivation, improve combat effectiveness, expand outward, and conquer the entire other world.

"Only by conquering the other world, opening up a consumer market ten times or a hundred times larger than Dragon City, and dumping all the industrial manufactured products of Dragon City, can Dragon City build ten or a hundred times more factories and provide ten or a hundred times more jobs, so that the vast majority of ordinary people can earn money and live a dignified life, without arching here like garbage bugs.

"How do you conquer the Otherworld? Of course, we can only rely on our transcendents! But the transcendent are not stupid, the other world is big, mysterious and dangerous, the so-called 'steel torrent, sweeping thousands of armies' is nothing more than a slogan to appease the people, no sober-minded transcendent will think that the road to conquest is smooth sailing, take it for granted.

"Conquering the Otherworld is risky, and even dead, the transcendent can stay comfortably in Dragon City and live a decent and beautiful life, why should they run out of the fog and fight to the death with the creatures of the other world?" For the sake of the earth' this kind of reason is too illusory, or sports cars and mansions are more practical.

"Therefore, in order to help these poor ordinary people in front of us and save each other's only home, we transcendental beings should make good money, enjoy it hard, turn endless desires into endless motivation, cultivate hard, expand externally, and finally, lay a hundred times the vast market for ordinary people, create a hundred times more high-paying jobs, and then use taxes to build more and more advanced schools - this is the solution once and for all, it is much more reasonable than Lin Chuan's naïve idea, right?"

“……”

Meng Chao was silent for a long time and said, "Let's change the topic, Sister Ya, your earrings are very good-looking." ”

While the two were talking, the tattooed man returned.

Behind him was a dirty little girl.

Wearing a filter mask, a cloak, and thick anti-cut and anti-corrosion sleeves wrapped around her arms, the little girl hid behind the tattooed man and looked at the two with some cringe.

"She saw the person in the photo, about half a month ago, and I can't remember the specific date." The tattooed man walked straight.

Meng Chao and Lu Siya glanced at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Little sister, don't be afraid, we'll just ask."

Lu Siya put the two wades of cash together, handed them to the tattooed man, and smiled, "You said, you saw the person in the photo half a month ago, where was he at that time, and what was he doing?" ”

"He, he's going around the garbage mountain."

The little girl said timidly, "I stepped on the air, fell off the garbage mountain, and scratched my hand, I saw it next to me, so I went up to help him bandage it, and later, Uncle Li came over, and he ran away halfway through the bandage." ”

"Why didn't I know about this?" The tattooed man frowned and said in a deep voice.

It seems that he is "Uncle Li".

"Forget it, the garbage dump is not a military land, don't embarrass the little girl."

Lu Siya glanced at the tattooed strong man coldly, then looked back at the little girl, and said softly, "Little sister, do you still remember, what was the person in the photo doing on the garbage mountain at that time?" ”

"I don't know."

The little girl bit her lip and hesitated, "He's looking in the direction of the biochemical treatment plant, as if he's looking at something." ”

The biochemical treatment plant is the place where the giant sandworms provided by the "Lingchuang Biology" devour garbage.

Lu Siya pondered for a moment, rolled her eyes, touched the little girl's head, and her voice became softer: "Little sister, my sister has finished asking, these two pieces of information you said are very important to my sister, thank you so much." ”

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave.

Lu Siya seemed to suddenly remember, and said casually: "By the way, did you meet the person in the photo, before or after the giant sandworm got out of control?" ”

The little girl didn't think about it, and blurted out: "It's before." ”

The tattooed man "Uncle Li" coughed loudly, helpless against Lu Siya, but glared at the little girl viciously.

The little girl knew that she was speechless, and her face turned pale.

Lu Siya smiled slightly, took out a wad of banknotes from her arms, slapped it on the chest of the tattooed man, leaned in, and said softly: "If I know, you dare to touch half of this little sister's hair, believe it or not, I can strip you naked?" ”

The tattooed man's face trembled, and he almost screamed in fright.

"So, half a month ago, the giant sandworms here really got out of control, right?"

Lu Siya took off her sunglasses, her ice-pick-like gaze pierced the tattooed man, and said coldly, "What happened at that time." ”

"Also, nothing."

The tattooed man stammered, and could only tell the truth, "There are usually hundreds of giant sandworms working at the same time here, and they are disturbed by spiritual magnetism, and occasionally a few giant sandworms are out of control, which is also normal - anyway, the so-called loss of control is nothing more than refusing to eat, or arching all over the ground, and after the summoning of the beast master, it will soon return to normal." ”

"Is it the beast master of the 'Spirit Creature'?" Lu Siya asked.

"Yes."

The tattooed man nodded, "On the 'Lingchuang' side, there are several technicians stationed here for a long time, all of whom are masters of concocting and manipulating giant sandworms, but that day, somehow, a few giant sandworms burrowed deep underground, and they couldn't be recovered." ”

Lu Siya asked: "How many?" ”

The tattooed man thought for a moment: "It seems to be five, yes, five." ”

Lu Siya said: "What happened later, how did you deal with it?" ”

"I didn't deal with it much, anyway, the giant sandworm has a tame personality and rarely attacks humans, and the 'Lingchuang' side has been looking for a few days but can't find it, just forget it, help us make up for the missing giant sandworm, and this matter will pass." The tattooed man said honestly.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the shack.

Several "recyclers" ran in angrily and shouted, "Brother Li, it's not good, the rats have come out to make trouble again!" ”

"What?"

The tattooed man slammed his fist hard, "Damn, these damn rats!" ”

"What's going on, rat?" Lu Siya's eyes narrowed.

"yes, it's a mouse."

The tattooed man told Meng Chao and Lu Siya that it was normal for snakes, insects, rats and ants to be entrenched in the depths of the garbage dump.

But in general, they are sneaky at night, rarely running under the tongs and drills of the "reclaimers" in broad daylight.

Recently, for some reason, the rat colony in the garbage dump has been particularly active, even in broad daylight, daring to swagger, rampage, and much more aggressive, often scratching and biting recyclers.

"How long has it been late?" Lu Siya asked.

"It's just a few days, about ten days!" The tattooed man replied.

Meng Chao and Lu Siya glanced at each other.

"Let's go, let's see." The two spoke in unison.