Yu Sheng'an looked at the cowboy old man as if he was facing a great enemy, and suddenly laughed a little.

He didn't bother to clarify, and said lazily: "Then what do you decide to do with me?"

The sound fell, and the cowboy and the old man looked at each other.

After a while, the old man arranged in the room without saying a word, and he pulled up thin wires around Yu Sheng'an, and metal balls were hung on thin wires by him.

"If you don't want to be the sun, then be honest!" the old man whispered a threatening voice, turning and walking out the door.

The cowboy also took a deep look at Yu Sheng'an and walked away.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Yu Sheng'an shook his head, glanced at the thin lines around him, and his attention was drawn to the strangely shaped steel objects in the room.

He saw the power of science and technology, but also the productivity!

This kind of scientific and technological power may not be on the table in the continent of Azea, but they are better than being able to produce on the assembly line.

Once it is installed on a large scale, it will represent an explosion of productivity!

War is about productivity!

Imagine what it would be like if he popularized the world's steam machinery to the Kervir Empire.

Mechanized planting!

Mechanized construction!

Mechanized transport!

It is true that the mechanized strategic projection ability is far worse than that of the magic teleportation array, and the difference between the two can be described as cloudy mud.

However, mechanized strategic projection also has an advantage that the magic teleportation array cannot match, that is, the cost is low enough!

Magic is a strategic resource.

Save a little more in peacetime, and you will have an advantage in wartime.

Magic should not be consumed too much on top of people's livelihood.

But machinery can!

This is probably the fundamental reason why the people's livelihood in the Azeya Continent has always been very backward - the people who hold the power rarely invest resources in the field of people's livelihood.

Yu Sheng'an took a slight breath.

This main plane just can't be taken down, just with these technological creations, he won't lose anything!

Thinking of this, Yu Sheng'an's head suddenly tilted slightly, and he subconsciously showed that he was listening.

It was his instinctive physical reaction, and in fact, he opened the perspective of God, and suddenly eavesdropped on a very interesting conversation between the cowboy and the old man.

It turned out that after the cowboy and the old man left the room, they did not go far.

I don't know if it's because the surrounding environment is under control;

Still to prevent the lights from getting dark, the two simply chatted at the end of the corridor.

"I knew it would be okay for you to come!" the old man grumbled, his face furious.

"I'm sorry, he's too powerful, and if I show suspicion, I'm worried he'll kill me outright. The cowboy looked apologetic.

"Is he really an Imperial Spy?"

"I don't know. ”

"I didn't know you just ......"

"It's just a trick, you didn't see him make a move, obviously the magic power fluctuation in his body is extremely weak, but he can kill the marquis werewolf, this kind of master, only the empire can train it!"

"What are you going to do, kill him?"

"No, I'm not 100% sure he's from the Empire. The general strike is about to begin, and the Empire is probably only hearing the rumors, and we cannot afford to ask for trouble at this critical juncture. ”

"And what does he do?"

"Hold him for a while, and as long as the general strike is successful, no matter what kind of task he has in mind, everything will be meaningless. ”

The old man was silent for a while: "Ben Keming, do you know what your biggest flaw is?"

Without waiting for Cowboy Benkemin to speak, the old man asked himself and replied, "You are too kind." ”

Cowboy Benkeming lowered his eyebrows: "He's just suspicious, we can't kill innocents indiscriminately, otherwise what's the difference with the empire?"

The old man sighed, changed the subject, and talked about the general strike.

The two whispered for a few moments before returning to the room together.

Just after pushing the door open, the view in the room made their spines tingle and their backs cold.

Ben Keming even subconsciously took out the left wheel and pointed to the room.

I saw Yu Sheng'an, who should have been in the bomb trap, standing in the corner of a room at this time, looking through a pile of documents.

Next to it, a safe disguised as a toolbox, the door of the box is wide open.

"Eighty-seven core backbones, your power is developing well!" Yu Shengan shook the documents in his hand.

"What are you talking about?" Ben Keming looked dazed.

Yu Sheng'an smiled, stuffed the documents back into the safe and said, "I have to admit that you are very smart and use very niche words, but, unfortunately, I am a linguist." ”

Ben Keming and the old man glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.

"Who are you?" said Ben Keming with a wary expression.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that we're actually friends. I have to admit that your strike action is well organized, but I can assure you that your actions don't make much sense. ”

Yu Sheng'an continued:

"Maybe the industrial associations will be forced by your demonstrations to sign an agreement to reduce the number of hours and increase wages, but it will not be long before everything will return to the original state! Capital's pursuit of profit is an objective law that can never be changed. ”

Cowboy's face flashed: "You want me to give up the strike?"

I mean, you shouldn't put your hopes on strikes, and if you don't fundamentally change the country, you're going to be stuck in a never-ending strike movement. ”

"Those capitalists have the means to deal with you, do you want me to talk to you carefully? For example, as long as they find your key members, under coercion and inducement, it will be very easy to divide them. ”

"Believe me, don't think so well about human nature, they do it with you just because you can't get by. If they can become foremen, or even the middle class, believe me, they won't feel guilty about selling you. ”

"If it's not good, then play with words. For example, if the working hours system is changed to distribution according to work, through accurate calculation, they can calculate the maximum efficiency of your work in 12 hours, and when the time comes, give you the choice, do you choose to work overtime and get more pay, or choose to leave work on time and on time to get the meager salary?"

"Oh, by the way, they don't even need to do these little tricks, have you heard of inflation?"

"As long as they join forces and raise prices, then your wage increase is a joke. Brown bread that used to be bought for ten pence may later cost fifteen pence, or even twenty pence. They can give you a salary increase every year, and you will have hope every year, but poverty and slavery will never change. ”

Yu Sheng talked eloquently, his expression relaxed, as if he was talking about an inconsequential matter.

Cowboy Benkeming was like being struck by lightning, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

He dared to fight with the marquis werewolf, and at this moment, his pupils trembled, and the depths of his eyes flashed with fear.

"Who the hell are you?!" he aimed at Yu Sheng'an's revolver, as his voice trembled.

"I said, we're actually friends, since I'm telling you this, can we be enemies?"

The cowboy's face turned blue and pale, and he gritted his teeth for a while and said, "Then you say, what should we do?"

Yu Sheng'an smiled: "You need to make changes in the fundamental system!"