Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 690 [Chapter of the Game of Death] 130 Nine: Exquisite Egoist

The gaze that looked far away was drawn closer in the next moment because of concentration, and the "God's perspective" switched to the front of the team.

A team of nearly 10 people has reached the magnificent central lawn in front of the Yanan City Council. People who have arrived one after another have begun to set up camp on the lawn. They have built simple shelters with broken cardboard boxes and plastic bags collected from urban areas. Therefore, hang simple slogans such as "We need wages" on the shelter, and station there.

The marchers did not entirely count on such a silent protest to achieve their goals. At the forefront of the procession, the organizers had already begun to call and contact their companions in the downtown and industrial areas——

"The Internet is connected, yes, we have come to the Senate, and the lighthouse here has not stopped. We have been fucked by the adults in the Senate, and we can contact you."

"I have already controlled most of the factories in the industrial zone... good! If the fuck doesn't bring us any benefits this time, I'm sorry for those unscrupulous bosses in the industrial zone who knelt down to us!"

"Let's just give them big ones—now we need to control this part of the factory to shut down! All the shops on the street are not allowed to open. Let's see where those old men in the upper city will find fresh eggs to eat tomorrow morning!"

"..."

Chen Yan was amused to hear it. It seems that his strike simulator is really working. At least the organizers of these strikes know that they must maintain their rear. Press down, stop work in a large area in the rear to stop the entire city, and use the stop to threaten the adults. This is the correct posture for a strike.

These processes have already been simulated millions of times in the strike simulator, and the intellectuals in the forum have summed up the most scientific and efficient method details. As long as the organizers of the strike can unite a little bit, they will not betray each other , we will be able to achieve some victorious results.

While focusing his attention on them, Chen Yan also listened to their inner voice.

As a result, the joy that had just been born in my heart disappeared.

'My people can't keep going, some got inside information that they're going to give money to factory workers, but others don't have anything, how is that going to work?If this happens, we will withdraw directly, and without us, there will not be many of them, so there will be no trouble!Don't even think about it if you shoot and break up! '

'We are businessmen, different from most of the team, we are rich, belong to small assets XX, and their interest demands are different, the House of Representatives will probably treat them differently, we must seize the opportunity when we negotiate Talk, damn it, don't let them talk first, or the adults will be angry, and everyone will not be able to think about it. '

'According to the statement in the strike simulator, we [rogue proletarians] are the group of people who are least likely to get benefits. We are rejected by the adults in the House of Representatives, and even our fellow travelers don't want to see us. The only thing we can do The way to gain benefits is to surrender to the House of Representatives—we want to set up a new office in the lower city—we are the most familiar with the lower city, and we can handle things more quickly. Over strike simulator!We can be the most loyal dogs! '

……

If Chen Yan had a body, his blood pressure must have soared by now.

They know everything except unity!

damn it!They have learned everything, but they have not learned that "unity is strength"!
What annoyed Chen Yan was one of the organizers, and Chen Yan heard the last thing he wanted to hear from his head:

'Judging from the situation of meeting and communicating with each other just now, everyone's meaning is very clear now, that is, they are fighting for the interest groups they represent. '

This guy is not well dressed, but he looks a little better than ordinary workers who only have single clothes. His overalls are padded. He should be the line leader of the assembly line or the director of the department.

'Those guys each have their own ideas, it's better to say that the parade itself was a temporary fight, far from reaching the level of strikers' unity in the strike simulator. '

'Without unity, there will be no victory. '

Chen Yan even felt the incomparable firmness in his heart, which made Chen Yan doubt life.

'History is made by people, and this moment is the case. Those who cannot unite are destined to fight on their own in the following negotiations. '

'According to the groups they represent, I can probably understand their inner thoughts-there are no such things in the strike simulator, and the explanations in those articles in the forum are relatively clear. '

'What I have to do is to sum up a method that is most beneficial to the adults in the House of Representatives based on their respective demands, and try to give this solution to the strike to the adults in the House of Representatives. If it is resolved, the adults in the House can continue to sit back and relax, and my demands will be met. '

The egoists who really applied theory to practice finally appeared.

Chen Yan seems to have seen the high-level intellectuals in his memory. Even if they have thousands of volumes in their hearts, they cannot contribute to the crowd, because they are essentially egoists without ideals, and they will not have any sympathy for the suffering world. Empathy will not produce any yearning and belief in beauty, everything is only based on one's own interests.

For the parade team, such a person can act as an organizer, which is completely a disaster that can lead to the downfall of the group.

Chen Yan has put so much effort into this parade, and will never let this kind of person mess up the situation.

He continued to "zoom in" the "God's Perspective", focused his field of vision on this person, immediately got the person's first vision, and knew all the memories in his brain.

[Better Fox. 】

Chen Yan looked at this person's memory, called this person's name, and managed to startle him.

'who is it? ! '

Beatrett Fox looked around nervously, but found no one communicating with him.

【I know your heart. 】

Chen Yan's voice resounded in this person's mind again. This voice did not have any timbre or tone, but it had a strong "sense of awe" because of Chen Yan's anger.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Chen Yan's voice clearly, Beatrett Fox's expression turned solemn, and he thought to himself:

'This world is materialistic, there are no demons and ghosts, let alone voices that appear out of thin air. The reason why I heard this voice was entirely because of my guilt for those previous thoughts in my heart. '

He even brainwashed himself:

'But I was only doing this for my own benefit, just like the marchers carried out this riot for their own benefit, I am the same as everyone else, I am not wrong! '

(End of this chapter)