God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"I pay tribute to your hard work, manager."

Ten minutes later, Ustad turned his gaze to the middle-aged man who was already bald. .

"But the progress has fallen behind the scheduled timetable, can you catch up with the schedule?"

"This...is this your requirement?"

"No."

Ustad shook the head.

"This request comes from the Chapter Chief. Now the external situation is unclear. The Spirit Race pirates also destroyed Nathan Six a few days ago. He is under some pressure."

Laughed in embarrassment, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"In fact, adults, we are all under pressure. The workers have never dealt with the workload of this scale... The scheduled timetable can only be as accurate as possible, but it is still a It is predicted that now we are seriously short of manpower and skilled workers, so we will encounter unexpected delays."

"How much is the manpower difference?"

"About two hundred to five hundred thousand ..... This is not the point. The point is that the working hours of workers have been increasing repeatedly, and their bodies have been pushed to the limit. In the past month alone, there were 5,432 workers suffering from various diseases due to fatigue. And unexpected deaths, they have worked so hard, but the quantitative rations and remuneration have hardly increased, and everyone has complaints."

"Let those mortals complain less."

Mo Senli turned his head and sternly scolded.

"Give them a little encouragement, and then give them some spurs, let them know that they are playing for Imperium, not playing Jiajia, and there is no time to complain to them."

"Big, my lord..."

Astarte's anger was not something mortal could bear, and the shipyard master was immediately frightened.

"Mosenli, don't get angry at him, we are here to solve the problem."

Ustad waved his hand, and the deputy commander turned his head immediately.

Then the second company said calmly to the shipyard master:

"I don’t want to be rude, steward, but this is the most important thing in Chapter right now."

"I will talk to the foremen..."

Ustad's gentle attitude gradually calmed down the shipyard master.

"See if they can adjust the shifts again, but in terms of treatment--"

"I know."

Ustad nodded.

"I will feed back this information to the head of Chapter. You will give me the amount of loss of workers and the amount of materials consumed this year. By the way, call some foremen over. I want to talk to them in person. Have a chat."

While waiting, Ustad and Mosenli walked to an observation tower in the construction area.

Before them, a heavy landing ship as huge as a rock face was slowly pouring into the warehouse, leaving a pool of shiny oil stains on the metal ground.

"I don't know what is difficult."

Mosenli said.

"Let them work harder, they will work harder, we have this power."

"This is more complicated."

Ustad shook.

He knows that the reason why Moseley has this idea is not because of his mean nature, but because the soul drinker is a ship-based Chapter, overwhelming majority time is drifting in the sky, rarely fixed A place, with a fixed group of mortals.

Their attitude towards mortals is too rigid and too tough. This is a common problem with most ship-based Chapters.

The cold and cruel void molds their perseverance and also shapes their indifference.

This is exactly what Soshian is changing.

"Is that right, company commander? They have been slugging long enough. In my opinion, the key point is the length and frequency of rest periods. They are all too lazy... man Sleeping for 5 hours is enough, and women only need to sleep for 6 hours. Only idiots sleep for 7 hours!"

"Fatigue is only part of the problem."

Usta De can only remind his deputies tactfully.

"There are more other problems in the middle. What we need is cooperation, not slavery. We have to recognize and accept their qualities."

"Company commander, you Is it weakness?"

"Quality."

"Then I am very glad that I am not a mortal now."

Mosenley shrugged, Ustad But he laughed.

"In any case, if the construction progress continues to fall behind, Chapter Chief will be very distressed. We have already lost a frigate in the battle with Spirit Race. Although it seems that the loss is not large, I know he sighed for three days."

"Trust me, company commander, as long as our attitude is tougher, all progress will not fall behind. Nothing is more convincing than lashing. "

"I think the main reason for workers to slow down the progress is to ask for extra pay."

"Do you think they are deliberately slowing down the progress?"

Mo Senli asked in surprise. This view made no sense to him. He had never thought that mortals could work under the hands of Space Marine.

"I guess...it should be. They complained about overwork, hoping to get a large extra salary through foreign workers, and then they look like they are working hard."

"Then kill them and find out some slackers."

"In fact, their request is not excessive."

Ustad shook the head and looked at the stars. An iron-grey dome above the port, where the light of distant stars is reflected, also makes the transport ships that are about to arrive at the port particularly bright.

While the two were waiting, the representative of the foreman of the workers would not be found for a while.

The reason is very simple. When I heard that I was going to see Space Marine, no one would go.

This is so scary. If it is not good, there may be no small fate. Everyone is just plain-headed people, and there is no glory.

In the end, everyone nominated one person, just because he had seen Space Marine's experience-probably at a distance of two hundred meters.

The hapless guy cried and died at first, but he couldn't help everyone to surround him, blame him for justice, and said he was a self-interested individualist regardless of everyone's interests.

Under various threats, that person could only agree.

It didn't take long for the manager who was already impatient to take him to a high tower.

When setting out, the 30-year-old welder foreman had trembling legs, swollen eyes, sweating like rain, and he felt as if his feet were floating in the air without touching the ground.

The guards on the road didn't stop him either, they kept putting him into the tower, and he almost walked up with him all the way out of his soul.

"cough cough."

His head was almost buried in his chest along the way, and it wasn't until the manager coughed loudly that he lifted the head like he had just woke up from a dream.

At this moment, the two stalwart armored giants standing opposite him almost made him dizzy. As for his appearance, he did not dare to see clearly.

"Are you a worker's representative?"

One of the giants asked softly, with a soothing tone.

"Yes, they asked me to come up."

The foreman looked at the lines on the metal ground, and answered in a soft voice, completely unlike the voice of a brawny man.

"How is your life recently?"

"Thanks to the blessings of the adults, it is all good..."

The foreman thought about it again Thinking, then said in a low voice.

"It is time to work, to eat and to eat."

"How do you eat?"

"Yes, ration bar, protein fast, corpse Starch..."

"It's all synthetic food?"

"We are all used to it, and can eat it.... The adults have said it, only Imperium is sacred The food produced in the factory in China is safe for everyone to eat. There are all kinds of toxins that grow in the ground."

The other giant laughed and said:

"This guy is quite honest."

When the foreman heard the compliment, he was very happy, and bold enough, he began to narrate.

"In addition to these, everyone will even out some alcohol from the antifreeze and other places, and drink it with the protein block, the taste is really exciting—"

He suddenly interrupted his speech.

"I heard that you have some questions about working hours and remuneration."

As soon as I heard this, the foreman's face immediately changed.

"My lord, we..."

He drew his head in anxious manner.

The giant stepped forward and said gently:

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, if you have any problems, just say, I'm here to solve your problems, not to punish anyone."

Maybe the other party’s attitude gave the foreman some information. After swallowing his throat, he said lowly:

"My lord, the schedule is too tight, everyone keeps working overtime. , Work overtime, work overtime, you can’t see the size, we are young and strong, but women and children are almost unable to survive. Many people are exhausted, but they don’t even have time to see a doctor... Everyone, everybody said, this is calling us to be a servant."

The giant looked thoughtful and nodded, and suddenly he was frowned.

"Wait, did you just talk about women and children?"

The giant turned his head to the director.

"What's the matter? Why are there women and children among the workers!?"