After singing the song, the workers suddenly woke up from their dreams, and most of them had a look of amazement on their faces, waking up from the dreamlike mental state just now, which caused a slight commotion in the crowd, but because the effect of cognitive modification was still there, these workers were still lined up neatly and maintained order to the greatest extent.

But the mood of the workers has clearly been aroused, and their mental state is not as dead as before.

At this time, Christina, who was standing a little behind, quietly tugged at Wu Ming's sleeve.

What's next?

Christina said, although I made friends with this group of strangers a while ago, but this young intellectual aristocrat is also the first time to participate in this *** today, so she seems to be a little eager to try it now, their emotions have been mobilized, should we start educating them now, or directly pry them to overthrow the brutal rule of the chairman?

Wu Ming shook his head: No, these are not in a hurry, compared to these, there are more important things to do now.

Christina wondered: Huh? More important things? What's the matter?

Deliver on your promises. Wu Ming turned his head and glanced at her, don't forget why these people are willing to gather here.

Only then did Christina remember that this *** was promoted as a gimmick for distributing food for free: But I didn't see you prepare so much food, it's better to say, are you really ready to fulfill your promise?

Of course, according to my opinion, this is part of building trust and order, and you can think that I am buying people with food, and you don't have to worry too much about preparation. Wu Ming woke up the auxiliary device as he spoke, opened the containment space that had gradually become his sundries, and began to take out the food that had been prepared a long time ago, I had already prepared it, and I could take it out at any time.

The steaming vegetable soup and the fluffy and crispy bread were immediately brought out into an even bigger uproar in the crowd.

Where did this come from?!

It smells so good!

White water? And what's in those boxes? Is it the food mentioned earlier?

And Christina watched Wu Ming take out a pot of steaming food from the diamond-shaped spatial rift, and couldn't help but stutter: Where did you take out these foods and when did you prepare them

Workers who often eat energy bars as a staple and have little access to other foods have never seen them, but Christina, an intellectual aristocrat, knows the rarity of these foods.

Whether it's a milky vegetable soup or a basket of freshly baked bread, the ingredients used to make these things may not be much in a normal modern society, but in the night city of the night hemisphere, it is a privilege that only the aristocracy can enjoy.

The vegetables used to make vegetable soup and the flour needed to make bread rely on greenhouse cultivation, and milk, butter and cream need to be established to raise dairy cows in greenhouses.

Not to mention that the basket of soft and crispy bread in front of him is obviously not the dry and hard black bread of the Middle Ages, the kind of black bread mixed with a lot of bran is strong enough to be used as a weapon, and it is impossible to swallow it if it is not soaked in soup, and the bread that Wu Ming took out does not look like that kind of dry and hard black bread in terms of appearance and texture, and even faintly exudes a sweet fragrance, which means that there will be no shortage of yeast, eggs, and sugar in these breads.

Although it was okay for the intellectual aristocracy to enjoy these foods, a foreigner could take out so much in one go

However, Wu Ming did not answer her question, but smiled, as if conjuring a big iron spoon from his hand: It's time for you to play next.

I? Christina pointed to herself in confusion.

That's right, it's up to you to distribute the food, a bowl of soup and a loaf of bread per person. Wu Ming handed her the big iron spoon, in short, it was a cameo appearance for the cook to cook for them.

Christina, the cook, laughed and took the spoon, but did it really work?

To be honest, she didn't have much confidence in Wu Ming's approach.

But

Wu Ming seemed quite indifferent, he shrugged: Try it, how can you know if you don't try some things?

And this is also a necessary part of my plan, if they themselves can't realize that their right to a better life is to defend themselves, fight for themselves, and create their own, even if someone leads them to rebel, it is just a different person riding on their heads

But it will be a long process to fight for them alone, and there will be many people who will sacrifice Christina in the process.

Struggle inevitably involves bloodshed and sacrifice. Wu Ming said that they need to think, they need to explore, they need to figure out what they are fighting for, they need to pay blood and sacrifice to open up the way forward, they need to be vigilant at all times not to be corrupted, they need to unite all the forces that can be united, gather companions with the same aspirations, and fight to change the situation and change the world

It is only after going through this that they will understand better than anyone else that such things as a good life and the right to be born as human beings should not be given by others, but that they fight for and defend with their blood and lives.

So from a certain point of view, this kind of sacrifice is inevitable and necessary.

His expression was flat, and his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance.

She watched Wu Ming output her opinion in a daze, and she found that the baby-faced man in front of her seemed to have thought a lot, and at the same time, she also felt a little shudder&ash;&ash; not only the fear that the other party could say such a cold-blooded remark lightly, but also the indescribable sense of alienation in the other party.

It's like this person is standing in front of him, but he is like a phantom who doesn't belong anywhere and may disappear at any time.

However, Elizabeth's energetic voice interrupted her thoughts.

Okay, okay~ After listening to this song, everyone will come here and line up according to the requirements~ We're going to have dinner~

Yes! Well, Elizabeth's side is ready. The sense of alienation surrounding Wu Ming suddenly vanished, as if he had returned from the unreal to reality, and he smiled at Christina, you should start working.

The queue has begun to move slowly.

She scooped up a large spoonful of soup and poured it into the bowls of the workers in line in front of her, and then suddenly thought of an interesting stalk, and couldn't help but quip: Do I have to try to shake my hands when I feed them?

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment and then reacted: If you shake hard enough, maybe shaking it is enough for a joke, don't worry about the problem of not enough food, as long as you give me some time, you can refine a large number of these foods immediately.

The raw materials of these foods are actually refined by Wu Ming with a material conversion module, and theoretically he can refine any substance as raw materials, so there is no need to worry about the problem of insufficient food at all.

Hey, Christina couldn't help but hold her forehead with one hand, if only I could do this kind of good thing when I was in school

Suddenly, a deep voice broke the awkward silence between the two.

What exactly is your purpose?

Wu Ming only felt that there was a huge black shadow blocking the light shining towards him, and a thick voice like thunder rumbled, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at the owner of the black shadow.

It was a big man with a strong body and a fierce face.

And he knew the man.

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