Chapter 490: Les Miserables and Cultural Export

In the underground plaza outside the gate of the 111 Vault, the mood of the crowd at this moment is full of flowers and varies.

The whole world is finished? All the cities are in ruins? Outside there is a barbaric society of cannibalism?

This feeling of waking up for more than a thousand years has caused the people of Vault 111 to feel extremely ridiculous and unacceptable.

Unable to accept this reality, a small number of them began to rush towards the exit blocked by the demon soldiers, and the soldiers did not stop them, allowing them to rush to the ground.

The dilapidated streets are littered with rubble and rubble, and there are rusty vehicles everywhere.

There were dark clouds in the dim sky, and every now and then a cold wind blew through their bodies with a whining sound, and in a small clearing not far from the subway station, more than a dozen corpses were also floating on the surface of the ruins wall.

"You're the ruins now, Virtue Town can't bear to see you become food for those ruin wanderers, so it's kind enough to take you in, now, go back to the ground, the boss will sift you through. ”

A middle-aged man who was stunned as he looked at the ruins on the ground was slammed to the ground by a demon soldier with the butt of his gun, letting out a scream of pain.

"The government must still be there... That's right, it must be there, I'm going to the government, I'm a member of the establishment unit, the government won't leave me alone! I'm going to the government... ”

Next to him, another middle-aged man kept shaking his head, as if he was hypnotizing himself, refusing to accept the reality in front of him.

His words were echoed by a dozen other people, and the group of men and women watched warily as the demon soldiers who came out with them walked towards the street outside the subway station.

The two demon soldiers still didn't stop them, but with a sneer on their faces, they watched the dozen or so people run towards the street with the eyes of a dead man.

"Those wanderers in the ruins will love this group of torn flesh and tender food, look at you, this white and tender skin before the apocalypse, tsk... I don't know which group of wanderers will be so lucky. ”

Men use it as a barbecue ingredient, while women use it as a tool to vent their desires and eat it when there is a shortage of food.

Hearing the words of the ruins wanderer, the rest of the people who did not run with them shivered.

There was no need or reason for these two soldiers to scare them, and they didn't chase the dozen or so people who ran away, which is very revealing.

The way of the world has changed ... It's terrible.

Returning to the underground station and gathering with the large army, they began to wait for Boss Hu's screening and trial.

"You, you, and you... Congratulations, you are all free, you can leave now, order, take all the administrative and agency staff out, let them go to the ground, and leave to fend for themselves, Virtue Town does not need waste people who drink tea and read newspapers all day. ”

Hu Feng's order directly sentenced at least a few hundred people to death, and their unarmed group, completely disconnected from the end of the ruins, could only be eaten as food or starved to death.

"For the rest, the technicians stand on the left, the artists and the like stand on the right, and they are not in the middle, hurry up!

With the sound of a gunshot, the efficiency of the crowd that was still grinding immediately increased countless times.

Soon, the crowd finished standing in line, and Hu Feng glanced at the people standing in the middle and pouted.

"The men pulled it out and threw it out, and the women stayed and took it back for re-employment training. ”

The demon soldiers who received the order immediately went into action, and the crowd standing in the middle immediately let out a burst of shouts.

"Boss, a couple of them... ”

"If you resist, then throw it out together, hurry up, Lao Tzu wants to rush back to Virtue Town as soon as possible, and there is no time to consume the chickens here. Hu Feng replied impatiently, and the demon officer immediately bowed down to receive the order.

It is not so easy to export human culture to the bustling star area, and the reason why we take in that group of opera artists and raise them for nothing is because of this.

The federal power of the Earth Commonwealth, to put it bluntly, is a deformed organization in which all the people are soldiers, and it is still a long way from a real country, so not to mention any cultural heritage and art industry, it is completely dependent on the inheritance of human civilization in the main world.

The end of the ruins?heheda, what is left of the human race here?Is there a glorious tradition of eating corpses?

Therefore, this group of actors can be put to waste, and let them create and perform some media works that promote humanism, as well as human ideology and culture, or entertainment programs, under political orders, and then broadcast them to various races in the prosperous star area.

Boss Hu attaches great importance to this, and this is not a small problem.

The military culture of the Turks and the artistic culture of the Asari are now being exported to mankind, and the Japanese in the Yamato Dominion have begun to learn from the Turks.

The Japanese are willing to find aliens who are more advanced than them as teachers, that is their choice, but Hu Feng is unwilling, the Celestial Empire is five thousand years old, and the history of the aliens is not shorter than that group of aliens, and the culture and art inherited by the ancestors are not worse than those Asari girls.

You want to be dogs, we don't!

So even in the military aspect, we really can't afford to export, but in terms of culture, who are we afraid of?

And since it is necessary to engage in output, it needs this group of drama artists, at present, the most important thing in the Dominions of all parties is the Predator, the most important thing is the administrative staff, and the most important thing is the battleship cannon, but there is no actor in the drama.

However, in order to prevent this group of dramas from being like the main world, they began to swell when they became famous, and they began to put on a celebrity show, so Boss Hu decided to give them some cruel and violent dismissals.

I'm sorry, we are a dictatorship, you are just a propaganda tool, whoever dares to blow up stabs and disobey political orders will be shot.

The first order is to do even more desperately, they directly banned a series of related behaviors such as chasing stars, and the only object that can be worshipped is Hu Da Fuhrer alone, once someone is found to have violated the ban, he will be shot immediately.

It is an eternal truth that in troubled times there is a heavy code, and war is matched with tyrants, and that democracy and freedom have no market in these dictatorial dominions of the Commonwealth of Earth.

The people of Vault 111 were herded like cattle into iron trucks and then driven to Virtue Town.

There was no one along the way, everyone just quietly watched the hopeless strange world outside the car, and the wanderers in the ruins who fled in a panic from time to time and were swept into a sieve by the heavy machine guns on board.

Oh, and the "food" they grilled on sharp iron rods.

Looking at the roasted fellow human beings, many people vomited, and then developed a deeper understanding of this strange world.

This group of violent soldiers really did not deceive them, the group of people who had just been freed and clamored to contact the government, their fate can already be imagined.

What's wrong with this world?