Chapter 110: Good People Should Be Pointed at Gunpoint?
After being kicked by a kick, the little bookworm who sat on the ground covered his face and cried, and the books on the ground were scattered all over the ground.
More than just one kick, Chen Yu kicked him a few more times, and now Chen Yu wants to follow the example of the dragon and beat the sheep and eggs and break his leg, so that he will not think about going to the battlefield to die.
The noodle stall owner took a basket made of bamboo to cook noodles, and no one came to his noodle stall to eat noodles, just to relieve his embarrassment, and the noodle stall owner was now afraid that Chen Yu would overturn the small noodle stall angrily.
"Why don't you want me, although I can't fight, but I can learn. I know you've read these books, and I've seen from them what a real Chinese youth is, two people are better than one, and I'll do my best to help you. β
Chen Yu picked up the two books, pushed away the noodle stall owner, tore the books apart, and stuffed them into the stove. Seeing his beloved books burned, the little bookworm just wiped away his tears, just like he used to do when he wanted to join the army, and when people saw those books and beat him hard.
Passively accepting attacks from different faiths, no one executes him due to the domestic environment, but they will beat him severely. This young man who is still not familiar with the world does not understand that it is undoubtedly a provocation for a person with such a book and such a belief in such ideas to want to join the army.
Picking up the little bookworm, Chen Yu helped him put the wooden shelf on his shoulder, and then tied the straps on the shelf.
"Why did the truth in your letter become like this?" The little bookworm questioned.
Chen Yu helped him pat the dirt on his clothes: "Go to Sichuan, enter Hanzhong and go to Guanzhong, you should live there, instead of thinking about dying with people like us, it's worthless." β
"You are also doing worthless things, you say they are worthless, so why do you do them?"
"Why are you 100,000?"
The little bookworm bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry I annoyed you by talking." I just want to know why you read these books, do great things for the benefit of the country and the people, and protect the city behind you, but still say that it is worthless. β
"Have you read any other books about them?" Chen Yu asked.
"I've read some, but their books are hard to find."
Chen Yu looked up at the jeep driving on the road in the distance, it was dead and dead to pick him up.
Patting the little bookworm on the shoulder, Chen Yu turned his head and smiled: "Value is the undifferentiated human labor condensed in commodities!" And we are consuming the condensed human labor, so it has no value. β
"You are quibbling and misinterpreting." The little bookworm was furious.
Chen Yu continued: "The only value we generate is time, so that the children in the rear can grow up, so that the school can have time to teach, and the factory can have time to run the machines. Our value is this, but you are different, you are worthless, because you can't produce time at all, you will only consume the value of commodities condensed by the people in the rear, understand? β
"What do you meanΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
Chen Yu said mercilessly: "Here you are a waste, a waste of food and salary." Do you know how many people are needed to transport supplies for a soldier from the rear? "Eight One Chinese Net
"I don't know." The little bookworm is honest.
"The average production of five households in the rear can support a soldier fighting on the front line, and the loss and corruption of the upper echelons alone can reduce the production value of four families to zero, and the civilian man who transports materials, he transports ten soldiers a year to fight materials, will die of exhaustion on the side of the road.
If you want to join the army, then first determine whether you have the ability, joining the army is not just a gun for you, all the materials you need every day are piled up with blood and sweat of the people in the rear. I ask you now, can you afford to produce five families for a year, plus the life of a man a year? β
"I~~~"
The little bookworm cried and shook his head: "I don't want to admit it, I don't think I can't." β
"Then get out of here."
"I will remember today's words, what you said is very reasonable, people like me joining the army will only increase the pressure on the rear, make more farmers lose food, and let the people die of exhaustion on the side of the road."
With the bookshelf on his back, he just left. Came in a hurry, with the hope of belonging to the youth, with the young China, and when he finally left, he was like the boss of the empire, every step was extremely difficult, and it seemed that he was about to collapse and disintegrate in the next moment.
Chen Yu watched him leave, extremely lonely, and the surroundings were extremely silent. There is no way to use force to bring such a person to his knees, he can only be reasonable, it just so happens that Chen Yu is more good at bluffing this kind of young man, and it is not good to treat people who don't know a lot of big characters in the Sichuan Army, or the soles of shoes and the butts of guns are better to speak.
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Dead Dead sat in the driver's seat and asked, "Who was that just now, you beat other students?" β
"Hmm." Chen Yu admitted.
"What are you doing bullying other children, you used to be a student, so you don't have a trace of empathy and empathy?"
Chen Yu sat in the co-pilot and said: "We fight so that these students don't have to fight, I don't go to school so that they can go to school, when he said that he wanted to join the army, Lao Tzu was angry and didn't fight anywhere, I felt that I fought so many battles, just let them follow these students to die?" β
Starting the car, he said with a smile: "You are quibbling, you are about to die, what do you care about students and peasants, divided into three, six, nine and so on?" These students can't bear to see the country ruined and their families ruined, and it is a good thing to want to join the army, but they are afraid that those students who still want to study after seeing the country ruined and their families are still thinking about studying will find a living with quick money after graduation, and it is a bad thing to hang up on their own business. β
"So I don't want him to be sent to death in the army, and the students who can't bear to see the country ruined and the family die, and they live secretly, that's even worse. After the battle, I found, hey! The good guys are dead, and the country has to be called by those bad guys, so what are we going to do when we fight the war? β
"I am different from you, I am fighting for the dead, you are fighting for the living."
Chen Yu closed his eyes and felt the bumps under him: "The whole nation's Shen Ke terminal disease, we just let people take a breath a little, and they lived for a while." Some people should have died a long time ago, and only by fighting poison can they take a breath, and if the external poison is removed, the internal poison will kill it sooner or later. β
"What? I learned from the old man, what kind of external poison, internal poison, I think no matter what poison can make people die. β
After exchanging information about internal and external poisons, the two sat in the car and did not speak, and there was silence in the car for a while.
Walking through the winding alleys in Chanda City, and passing by the canals flowing outside the city, Chen Yu saw Xiao Drunk. She was washing the bandages, and her hands were flushed, I don't know if the blood on the bandages was red or it was the case.
"Drunk."
Xiao Zui, who was scrubbing his bandages, looked up in confusion and smiled when he saw the two people in the car.
"Brother Chen, Brother Long, why are you two here?"
Chen Yu smiled and said, "Go to the city office, do you want me to help you talk to you?" β
"Nope." Xiao Drunk smiled and blushed and waved his hand: "No! Your business is important, so I won't bother you. β
"I'm going to give Annoyor a day off tomorrow, do you want to?"
"Nope!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.
But it doesn't matter who it is.
There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
on this.
Shen Changqing is used to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
Arguably.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppression Division is huge.
The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.
Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.
Have memories of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.
Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.
At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.
Access to the attic.
The environment has changed in vain.
A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.
The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.