Invincible urban management

120. How is Auspiciousness Made?

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This meeting on the countermeasures against the epidemic of infectious diseases, because of Director Ma's shocking remarks, ended up being unhappy.

In fact, saying "break up unhappy" is already an implicit description - Wen Desi was so angry that he almost shook his fist at Director Ma!

Bacterial weapons seem to be easy to spread, but it is difficult to prevent and treat the disease afterwards.

After all, unlike other people who can go through the wormhole and pat their butts away after getting into a catastrophe, Wen Desi's wife and children are all here!

Although Wang Qiu and the others did not have the serious indignation of Wen Desi, they felt chills for the style of this Director Xiangrui.

——In Director Ma’s dictionary, there must be many words that are synonymous with farting, such as morality, chao, compassion, humanitarianism, etc.

Basically, no one would like such a cold-blooded animal who carelessly talks and laughs to become his own boss!

You know, Nazi Germany during World War II spent several years building so many death camps, only killing a mere 600 million Jews in total.And in the hands of Director Ma, just an unintentional mistake killed at least 1000 million Indians!

What is even more frightening is that this time the plague attack is far from over—the batch of "Pandora's Box" that was not intercepted by Narvaez and was being sent to Spain will soon be produced in Europe. More deaths will continue to spread to Africa and Asia... By the time this horrible plague finally ends, it is also possible that the entire world has already lost [-] to [-] million people.

In addition, according to Director Ma's daily speeches, Wang Qiu can basically guess what kind of standard alien colonization development model he will launch in the future - first use a great plague to open the way, according to the Spanish explorer The way to give old clothes of smallpox patients to Indian tribes is to spread highly contagious modern germs everywhere in different worlds; then, the traversers who shoulder a major mission will put on the face of a compassionate Bodhisattva to save the suffering and carry a large number of people with them. Modern medical equipment and medicines have arrived grandly.

For those indigenous leading parties who bowed their heads and surrendered, the traversers will treat them with antibiotics and vaccinate them, bless them to survive the plague, so that in the future they will be ordered to work as cows and horses for the traversers, and open mines to chop wood.As for those stubborn opponents, there is no need for the traversers to use their knives and guns: the other party will basically suffer from the plague and die of illness soon...

— Since guns and missiles are replaced by pervasive germs, even the steps of military conquest can be omitted.

From a purely scientific and economic point of view, this standard model of alien colonization, which uses a variety of intense plagues to open the way, and then uses special drugs to buy people's hearts, is indeed very fast, very efficient, and very cheap, and can be destroyed in the shortest possible time. , Conquer a large densely populated land with the least manpower and low cost (current penicillin, streptomycin, etc. are very cheap).As long as the necessary confidentiality and publicity work is done well, the conquered natives can be grateful to themselves, and the hostility caused can be minimized.It is far less costly and has a higher return on investment than the conventional colonial method of modern Europeans—fighting a arduous war of conquest followed by endless policing operations.

And the only problem with this Colonial mod is that it's... so evil!It is so evil that blood and dirt are flowing out of every pore!

The word evil is far from enough to describe a crime like this. At the very least, it should be said to be devoid of conscience and tragic!

Although urban management, a very pornographic and violent profession, has never had a good reputation in later generations of Chinese society, but after all, there is still a big difference between butchers and murderers... So, following such a cold-blooded and ruthless Wang Qiu felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

As a result, in the middle of the night that day, Wang Qiu woke up frightened by a nightmare.

In this hazy nightmare, he saw tens of thousands of innocent souls who were dying with regret, demanding their lives miserably.

To make matters worse, after waking up, Wang Qiu suddenly found himself covered in cold sweat, and his spirit was highly aroused. Even the gentle touch of Princess Xue Ji Dai Lan could not calm his manic heart—simple In other words, I just couldn't fall asleep.

So, he put on a piece of clothes indiscriminately, and walked to the open grass outside the tent, trying to get some fresh air.

Then, not far away, Wang Qiu found Director Ma, who was also squatting in the grass, and the cigarette that gave off a faint red light in his mouth.

With the help of the flickering light of the bonfire, Director Ma could vaguely see looking at the bright starry sky with a melancholy expression.

After thinking about it, Wang Qiu decided to go over and say hello to Director Ma.But before he could open his mouth, Director Ma started talking.

"...Oh, is it Comrade Xiao Wang? How about coming over and having a cigarette? I have a freshly opened pack of Ruan Zhonghua here."

"...Ah, no, thank you, I don't smoke."

Wang Qiu politely refused, and leaned closer, "...Why, you can't sleep, even the leader? Could it be that something is on your mind?"

"...Hey! It's not because of you young people who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

Director Ma sighed in a low voice, his eyes full of helplessness, "...Don't you know how bad the situation our country is facing in the current international competition? With the development of industry, the accumulated domestic Resources are becoming more and more insufficient. Oil, iron ore, ferrous metals, and many other things need to be collected from all over the world. But the Americans are besieging us in every corner of the world. Our country wants Wherever oil wells are built and mines are mined, there will be inexplicably fallen into war; if you want to buy any ore, the price of this ore will rise sharply. And the cross-plane time-space trade you are currently launching is to open up this dilemma A wonderful breakthrough!"

Having said that, he couldn't help but began to complain repeatedly, "... But what about you, just now at the meeting, you almost regarded yourself as a saint, and kept saying that I was not from a moral standpoint... That's right, in the meeting It is indeed cruel to spread plagues in different time and space to engage in germ warfare, but why am I doing this? Am I a perverted murderer, or a lunatic who enjoys destroying the world?! Cough cough, in the final analysis, all of this Isn't it to allow our country to firmly grasp a rich resource producing area at the fastest speed and at the lowest cost, and to be able to get as much minerals and raw materials as possible before the wormhole is closed? !"

"...This... I think it's not that everyone doesn't know the significance of this cause, and it's not that they don't have the desire to love and serve the motherland, but we may all find it difficult to accept some of your actions."

Wang Qiu lowered his head to consider the sentence, and finally decided to tell the truth, "... After all, let us use the plague to wipe out millions, or even tens of millions of innocent people at once without even finding a crime... This is really not good. It's like something ordinary people can do!"

After saying this, there was a deep silence between the two of them.The chilly wind swept across the wilderness, rattling tents and banners, and making the bonfires burn more vigorously.One could vaguely hear owls beating their wings above their heads, as well as vague whispers coming from some tents...but the unbearable silence continued here.It wasn't until the end that Director Ma pulled out the cigarette from his mouth, scratched his head with a wry smile.

"...Hehe, it seems that everyone really regards me as a big devil! This is so...how can I explain it?"

——For some reason, in Wang Qiu's ears at this time, Director Ma's voice seemed a little ethereal:

"...Comrade Xiao Wang, would you like to hear me tell a story? The story of how a time traveler knows himself..."

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