it!?

If you can't talk about it, you don't have to go directly to corporal punishment!

Seeing that Miss Zhao grabbed her neck and slammed it against the wall, Lu Fuyan, who was given a physical gag order, had a hard time, so she could only prepare for the impact.

However, the expected dull pain did not come as expected.

Instead, there is a feeling of oppression like industrial wastewater passing through a polymer ultrafiltration membrane.

Lu Fuyan opened his eyes, only to find that his body was passing through the hard metal wall in a similar way - the lower half of his body seemed to be still in Chen Weili's room, but the upper body had suddenly leaned out of the second floor of the slave exchange!

The outer walls of the dome, which had never been cleaned since it were built, were now close in front of me, the traces of rust, the weathered marks. All of them provide evidence for the material of the metal wall, as if they are silently expressing their dissatisfaction with the behavior of the three people who are stuck in the wall.

However, Miss Zhao clearly did not care about the joint complaint from Brinnanh and Rockwell.

She dragged two burdens and resolutely left the existing closed system, and this defiance of the laws of nature immediately caused feedback from the surrounding ecological environment.

The spiders that were building their webs were startled away by their uninvited guests;

The moth, which kept slamming along the light source, couldn't dodge and stunted directly into the dead fat man;

Farther away, the birds, who were busy feeding their families, had just locked on to their predators, but because of their sudden intrusion into the unfamiliar airspace, the "UFOs" hesitated, whirled in the distance restlessly, and then simply landed on the branches of the trees, and looked over this side alertly.

It obviously didn't know that such a cool way of appearing was not the intention of the person involved.

It didn't even know that the depression in Lu Fuyan's heart at the moment was no less than that of the sparrow who missed the rations.

——Different from simple violent suppression, this technique similar to magic performance gives Lu someone who has just begun to contact extraordinary power with a more intuitive shock!

He realized that the occult systems that were active in this wasteland were far more complex than he had previously understood, compared to the simple and portable brainwashing machines and highly developed mechanical prosthetics.

And this also means that Lu has to adapt to the change of worldview and continue to adjust the future plan that he has set before.

Of course.

In addition to self-struggle, a person's destiny should also take into account the development of history.

Compared with those plans that have not yet been skimmed, Lu Fuyan's most important concern at the moment is to find out Zhao Manyun's intentions as soon as possible, in order to successfully overcome the difficulties in front of him.

… After kidnapping the two through the wall, Miss Zhao quickly stuffed them into a desert hovercraft that had been prepared in advance.

Needless to say, the middle-aged captain with an eyepatch in his left eye first nodded to Zhao Manyun, and then directly started the engine and drove towards the Nightingale Bar with the three passengers.

And as they continue to move towards the core area of the Toutuoling relay station, the originally lifeless night scene has gradually become lively with the improvement of infrastructure.

It wasn't until they passed through the security check, through the earthen ramparts that stretched between the inner and outer cities, that the best part of the relay station finally showed the tip of the iceberg to Lu through the portholes.

- Compared with the decadent and barren scenery outside the walls, the living environment here can be called extravagant and extravagant.

Whether it is the colorful neon lights or the three-dimensional architectural structure, even if it is just a peek in the tube, it is enough for people to intuitively experience the huge gap in the quality of life of residents in the inner and outer cities.

In a resource-poor wasteland, any infrastructure should be more utilitarian than enjoyable.

With a large number of survivors still struggling to die of starvation, the monopoly privileged class still has the strength to create this level of light pollution, and it is conceivable how cruel the slavery exploitation at the Toutuoling relay station has become.

But at the same time, Lu's thinking level did not blindly stay at the level of attacking reactionary slave owners.

Based on his personal experience these days and the memories he had stolen from Dr. Luo's brain before, he was keenly aware of the objective contradiction between theory and reality.

In order to maintain such a level of luxury for a long time, the exploitation of the lower-class labor force by the Toutuoling Civic Committee must rely on an efficient and stable management system.

However, if such a management system really exists, then the entire Toutuoling relay station will inevitably become an exploitation machine under the rule of high pressure, and every gear, screw, or other component during this period will inevitably be squeezed to the extreme.

Only in this way can the relay station maintain the false prosperity of the inner city under the premise of relatively low productivity and relatively backward means of production.

However, this assumption is obviously contrary to Lu Fuyan's actual experience in the outer city.

Leaving aside the thousands of freedmen in the outer city, it is not difficult to detect the discrepancy between actual demand and planned supply from the analysis of the slaves for sale in the shops alone.

… Judging from what Lu saw with his own eyes, although the slaves in Chen Weili's shop were poorly clothed and hungry, and were often abused by the management, the overall consumption rate did not reach the level of "monthly throwaway" or even "daily throwaway". After some labor organizations purchase slaves, the average service life can reach more than three years.

This was clearly not in keeping with the intensity of the slaves' work.

On the other hand, the price of the single unit of an adult male ** who can be used as a laborer is generally maintained at about 40 South China coupons, and if the quality of the diet is not considered, it can basically be exchanged for a year's ordinary rations.

This selling price also proves that the slave trade can be regarded as a medium and long-term investment at the Toutuoling Relay Station, and slave owners are not inclined to scrap the slaves they bought in a short period of time.

But if you don't use your labor force to the limit, how can you sustain the luxurious life in the inner city?

You must know that according to the lighting density that Lu Fuyan saw on the hovercraft, the power consumption per square meter of neon lights in the inner city streets is at least 200W or more.

The inner city covers an area of about 3 square kilometers, and in order to create this meaningless light pollution, it consumes 60W kWh of electricity every hour after dark.

In other words, assuming that the Toutuoling relay station uses thermal power generation to supply energy, then if the power generation capacity of 3,000 kWh per kilogram of standard coal is calculated, more than 2 tons of coal will need to be used every night to provide outdoor lighting!

With such a huge energy shortage, the slaves raised by the relay station itself are simply not able to supply it...

In this case, how can the huge gap between theory and reality be bridged?

Regarding this question, until Zhao Manjun brought them into the Nightingale Bar through the back door, Lu Fuyan did not come up with a logical and self-consistent answer.

But the changes in his surroundings did not give him a chance to continue his contemplation.

The blind old captain here just carried him and Chen Weili on his shoulders, and the thug who was in charge of guarding the door sensibly put away the fence in advance and let Miss Zhao and her party in.

As soon as a crack opened the rubber ring sealed iron door, the piercing heavy metal music immediately gushed out! With a variety of pungent smells, at the same time tormenting Lu Fuyan's sense of hearing and smell...

This encounter made Lao Lu, who was not used to jumping in his previous life, frown directly.

He struggled to control his leaning back, trying in vain to avoid the noise and smell, but in exchange for nothing but a yellow-haired thug with a broomstick and a malicious smile.

This old boy deliberately sped up his speed, and instantly pulled the door to the maximum, so shocking that Lu could barely hear the prompt sound effect of the First Republic!

And Zhao Manjun, who was at the forefront, didn't care about these vignettes.

She took the old captain around and around and went to the dance floor in front of the bar, and through many plainly dressed young ladies, Lu Fuyan finally saw the legendary Lady Phoenix Butterfly for the first time.