Section 627 Right to Struggle
The civilization established by the murderous corpses can only be regarded as the rudimentary stage. They don't have enough time to digest the civilization precipitation. In the birth management camp, for example, although batches of children are born, the youngest and largest of them are not more than six months old.
In other words, all the human pets that are now being raised by the murderous corpses are all survivors captured from the wild.
No one wants to be treated like a plaything, but many people want to live a life without work.
Those caught by the murderous corpse can only be said to be unlucky. But the decision of their future fate is still in their hands. In general, the fate of human captives is nothing more than two.
First: After being captured, he voluntarily surrendered, and according to his personal ability and the requirements of the murderous corpse, he was assigned to the attached army, or assigned to the farm, which became the most basic part of the murderous corpse's rule.
Second: The attitude of resistance is extremely tough, and he would rather die than give in. These people are real tough guys, and no amount of torture can make them bow their heads, let alone cooperate. In fact, in the eyes of the murderous corpses, they prefer and are willing to cooperate with these people. The logical thinking of the murderous corpses is basically the same as that of humans, and they also don't like the people who tend to be inflammatory, and respect those who are willing to die for their ideals and goals.
At this stage, human pets are differentiated from the first type of captives. There's a broker group that's working on this. They paid off the attached army with a lot of money, and also arranged eyeliner in the police station, as long as they caught the young and beautiful human men and women, the brokers would rush to the scene as soon as possible, use their three-inch incorruptible tongues to move each other, and take the initiative to become pets used as toys by the murderous corpses.
As long as you become a pet, you will never have to worry about food.
You can get fresh milk, fruit, plenty of meat, and all sorts of things you could dream of.
You can live in a luxurious and clean house and never have to worry about the cold or the heat again. Hot water is available 24 hours a day, and the luxurious bathtub can be used for as long as you want. You can get chocolate candy, get cheese, delicious broth, and the most beautiful clothes in the world.
Yes, you can live a good life like heaven.
If you are willing, and absolutely do what we say.
The brokers paint a beautiful picture of the future that almost all the human survivors of this world dream of.
At that time, no one doubted that it was a trapββββ it was simple, since you got it, you had to pay. But look at me, my clothes are in tatters, my backpack is empty, and as for the bills...... That kind of thing has long since turned into waste paper. It is no exaggeration to say that the captives had nothing but their bodies.
A long, long time ago, a great leader once said: Proletarians are fearless.
Oh, yes! Since I have nothing, what am I afraid of?
The captives had seen the worst of what had happened, and those who refused to surrender were gathered by the attached army and sent to food processing plants. They will soon be turned into cans or sausages, and finally pulled out of the corpse** in the form of feces.
Many captives have signed pet agreements with brokers, but not everyone is eligible to sign such agreements. Murderous corpses don't pay for old and ugly pets. Just like the human world before the outbreak of the virus, everyone likes cats and dogs with smooth and sturdy and beautiful fur, but few people like the stray group of cats and dogs who are blind and lacking feet, with messy fur and skinny skin. Although every year, some idiots who worship dogs as parents and grandfathers stop the dog meat festival, and even ignore the law and the rights of others, and force the trucks that pull carnivorous dogs on the highway to stop, and force the owners to let go of these so-called "human friends" without paying a penny...... In fact, they don't like dogs at all, they are just idle and bored, putting themselves in a high-sounding and seemingly righteous position.
Captives can actually refuse the fate of their pets. Even if they are deceived by the brokers at first, they can still fight the earthquake by suicide after knowing the inside story.
Song Caixia knew no less than fifty similar things. The city is often in the news of pet suicides. Some captives even deliberately pretended to be pets, slitting their throats with knives while their owners were asleep, taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.
In a word, fate is in front of you, and the road is at your feet. As for how to go, how to choose, that's your freedom.
On the one hand, he wags his tail and begs for mercy, enjoying a luxurious life that normal people can't get. On the other hand, he is extremely dissatisfied with the fact that he is being insulted and ravaged every day, and hopes that someone will save him like God.
Are you the dreaming?
Or do you think everyone else is a fool who has no mind and can be seduced by a random look from you?
Song Caixia, who was walking up the steps, heard a slight pleading voice behind her: "Help me, take me out of here." I...... I'm just like you, I'm human! β
Song Caixia stopped, turned around, and silently stared at the young man who was chained by the silver chain for a moment, with a trace of indifference in the depths of her eyes.
She didn't say a word and turned to leave.
When she was in the basement before, Song Caixia saw a lot of such a man, and she also used various methods to kill a large number of them.
Just give him a bone and he'll crawl over and lick your feet.
Just give him a piece of meat and he will do anything for you.
If you give more, he will target you, tear you, eat flesh and bones, and eat cleanly.
Song Caixia is not interested in directly dealing with this kind of person who is willing to become a pet.
She remembered the seat number of the murderous lady before, and she could talk to her when she went in later. The topic is of course about good food, such as a beagle hind leg with mushroom stew or something.
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The ballroom is brightly lit.
The corpse elder in a luxurious dress stood on the rostrum, raised his right hand, and greeted all the corpses (humans) in the audience with a smile on his face. Suddenly, the audience burst into warm applause.
"We are in the most glorious era."
Without a complicated preface, the Corpse Elder got straight to the point: "We have risen from the ruins, and we have wisdom far beyond that of humans. Friends and friends, we can stand here today and rule the world tomorrow. β
The applause became even more intense than before, like a thunderous tide.
"We have built a very large network of contacts. As of this afternoon, we have established a network of transport between 386 cities, and a new telecommunications system is being rebuilt, which is our own communication platform. By next month at the latest, we will be able to talk on our mobile phones, just like humans. β
"We are building new armies. Please note that this is not the subordinate army you are familiar with, but is made up entirely of our compatriots. We are strong, we have the most advanced weapons in the world. Although the predecessor of the weapon was made by humans, it doesn't matter. Can you imagine the numbers of this army? Fifteen thousand compatriots, enough for a reorganized division. β
"A whole new service industry is emerging in the city, and we're helped by a lot of human collaborators. Here, I would like to warn everyone not to take ourselves too seriously, but to treat our friends as equals. β
As he spoke, the Murder Corpse Elder raised his hand and pointed at Song Caixia, who was standing in front of him. The gaffer was also very cooperative in transferring the lights and covering her with a bright pillar of light, which instantly became the focus of the entire banquet hall.
"This is Ms. Song Caixia."
The face of the fierce corpse elder carefully arranged showed a kind smile unique to the elder: "I believe that many compatriots here have heard her name. She was the first administrator of our city and our best collaborator to date. She taught us a lot and avoided a lot of trouble. We must make a fair and impartial assessment: without Ms. Song, it would never have been possible for our civilization to develop rapidly, and the progress of the restoration of various facilities would have been delayed. β
The applause became thin.
The difference between before and after is obvious, Song Caixia saw something different from the eyes of the murderous corpses standing around.
Contempt, indifference, contempt, ridicule...... There is even an unabashed craving for food.
No matter how good she is, she is just a human after all. In a world ruled by the corpse, human collaborators will be valued, but they will never be honored.
Song Caixia will never tell others her secrets.
Had it not been for her repeated emphasis on "the lack of enough workers on the farms", it would have been impossible for a large number of captives to survive.
She used her position to change the production mode of mechanical parts of power plants, from sophisticated and advanced assembly line manufacturing to semi-manual production. In this way, jobs were provided for at least three thousand human captives.
Experienced people know that under normal circumstances, it is not enough to raise a fat pig in half a year. Song Caixia didn't care so much, she built more than a dozen poultry, pig and beef cattle farms under the sign of "strengthening the type of meat supply". Two months ago, the first batch of pigs were released from the cage and sent to the food processing plant to be made into canned food and sausages.
Those pigs are raised with fattening feed, which accelerates the growth of piglets in a short period of time from the hormonal level. It is clearly written on the instructions: two months to grow fat, half a year can be out of the cage. If you feel that this speed is not fast enough, double the fattening feed, then the fat growth time can be shortened to one month, and it can be released in three months.
Such pigs were banned from trading in peacetime, and manufacturers of fattening feed were also regulated by legislation.
Now, no one cares about these things.
Song Caixia never thought about any damn genetic changes. She just wanted to replace human flesh with pork so that more captives could survive.
No one knows these secrets.
Song Caixia didn't say it to anyone.
(End of chapter)