It’s already February 27th, and the month of disaster is getting closer and closer. ＞
The mud crabs on the beach have begun to stir, and some have even ended hibernation early and begun to move ashore. After discovering the situation, Li Wang immediately organized his personnel to launch a sniper attack on the mire crabs that logged in, and eliminated these mire crabs on the beach.
However, unlike these expeditionary forces who had seen the wind and waves, the survivor laborers working at the wall immediately exploded.
In the evening of that day, under the instigation of informants among the laborers in Town 79, all the survivors put down their tools and gathered in the open space in front of Despair Beach. Looking around, it was so dark that, according to a rough estimate, there were more than two thousand people.
"Give us back our wages! If you don't give us Yajing, refuse to start work!"
"Yes! Refuse to start work!"
“We are not free labor!”
"Repay me my hard-earned money!"
“…”
NAC soldiers have temporarily surrounded these demonstrators, but without orders, no one knows what to do at this moment. After the adjutant ordered his men to control the situation, he immediately ran back to the command post and found Li Wang. The marshal is not here, and the only one with decision-making power at this moment is him, the captain.
"How many people are on strike?" After hearing the situation, Li Wang just asked lightly.
"Almost all," the adjutant said, sweating profusely.
Li Wang said nothing, nodded and walked straight out the door.
…
It has been ten days since the construction of this wall started. NAC generously provided food and accommodation to all the workers involved in the project. Therefore, for these survivors, all the sub-crystals obtained can be saved.
One day's wages are five Yajing, ten days is fifty! And the ticket to enter the shelter is exactly fifty points of Yajing!
With these fifty crystals, everyone has the opportunity to pay the ticket to enter the shelter. There is no need to bet their fate on this broken wall with the NAC people.
It is precisely for this reason that the protests of these survivors are so strong.
Standing in front of these survivors, facing the lines of sight, Li Wang fell into deep thought.
If you give them a salary at this time and have an escape route, they will inevitably break up and run to the shelter. Everyone knows that the shelter cannot accommodate everyone, and the remaining space can at most accommodate a thousand more people.
Whoever runs faster will survive.
And the rest can only die.
What's interesting is that Li Wang can read the strong desire to live in each of their pupils. When a person develops a strong desire to survive, it will undoubtedly help him survive. However, when everyone in a group develops a strong desire to survive, it will only lead to the demise of the group.
"The project is only 75% complete. According to the order given by the marshal..." the adjutant reminded in a low voice next to him.
If 80% of the project is not completed before March 1st, we will temporarily evacuate from Yizhou Island. However, the adjutant did not finish the sentence because he was not sure what the captain meant.
"The marshal hasn't come back yet," Li Wang paused, then continued, "and there are still eight hours until March 1st."
The adjutant smiled bitterly and said nothing. He just looked at the protesting crowd.
Not to mention only eight hours, even if it is given two more days, I am afraid that the remaining part of the wall will not be repaired.
“Your paycheck is right here!”
Li Wang's roar interrupted the survivors' protest.
In other words, the key words in his words attracted the attention of all the survivors.
The protest gradually stopped, and Li Wang gestured to the adjutant beside him and whispered a few words.
After listening to Li Wang's words, the adjutant's expression was a little strange, but he still nodded and followed the order.
Soon, the box, which was half a man high, was carried up by two soldiers.
The box fell heavily to the ground, making a hole in the sand. Li Wang just glanced at it and then said calmly.
"Open."
"yes!"
The soldier who carried the box made a military salute and opened the box in front of everyone.
For a moment, the dark green light made every survivor hold their breath, turning all the black pupils into green!
A whole box of sub-crystals!
They have never seen so many Yajing!
Looking at those greedy eyes, Li Wang sneered and said lightly, "I heard...someone suspects that we can't pay?"
The survivors of the protest looked at each other, not knowing what to say at this time.
Seeing that the situation was about to be brought under control, those with ulterior motives naturally couldn't stand it anymore. At this time, someone hid in the crowd and screamed.
"Since you have money, why don't you give us your salary!"
Soon, echoing voices sounded from the crowd.
"That's right! Since you can't afford Ya Jing, why don't you give us our wages!"
Protests are gaining momentum again.
Li Wang stood there, expressionlessly looking at the indignant faces. From among the crowd, he suddenly saw a face that was gloating about others' misfortune. For a moment, he seemed to understand something, and a sneer gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Quietly waiting for the cry for wages to end, he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger against the sky.
"boom!"
Gunshots rang out and the scene suddenly became quiet.
After glancing at these survivors, Li Wang slowly spoke.
"The first person to boo, the second person to agree, and the third person to respond, please consciously stand up."
No one was moving, and apparently no one was going to move.
Li Wang snorted with a sneer and continued.
"Reporters, each person deserves ten crystals."
After saying that, Li Wang didn't talk nonsense, grabbed a handful of Yajing and sprinkled it on the ground.
"You don't have to wait until a few days later."
For a moment, everyone held their breath. Their eyes first focused on the sub-crystals on the ground, and then involuntarily focused on the person who was the first to boo. These lines of sight were like swords pointing out the troublesome rat.
As the people around him looked at him, the short man shook his head from side to side in panic.
"You, what are you looking at me for? No, I didn't shout first..."
"Ten Yajing." Li Wang repeated lightly, and then added, "There are only ten places. If you push him up, you can get it."
As soon as these words came out, no one hesitated anymore.
One hand, two hands, when a pair of hands pressed on the short man's body, what pushed him out of the crowd was not the will of one person at all, but the greed of a group of people.
"No, not me. Damn, don't push me!"
No one paid attention to how he screamed, and including him, the first person to agree, and the three people who followed him to boo, were all pushed to the front of the team. People scrambled for Yajing on the ground, and even struggled with each other. Li Wang ignored those people and looked at the short man.
Li Wang's scalp felt numb when he looked at him, but the short man looked at him bravely and said in a sinister tone.
"What? Delay, don't let anyone talk about the arrears of salary?"
He was betting that if the NAC people still wanted this project to continue, it would be impossible to do anything to him. As long as he escapes this disaster, he can go back to Shelter 79 to receive the reward. But even though those who believed in NAC would not do anything to him, the look in Li Wang's eyes did make him tingle.
That look was like looking at a dead person.
"I don't know who the master behind you is, and I'm not interested in finding out." Li Wang said in a voice that everyone could hear.
He was not talking to a specific person, but to the rats hiding in the crowd who had not yet been caught.
"What do you want?" the short man said anxiously.
Li Wang grinned.
"May I have your name?"
"Lin, Lin Zhengyang." Xiao said.
"Very well, I will write it on your grave."
As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could react, Li Wang raised his pistol, pointed it at Lin Zhengyang's forehead, and pulled the trigger. (.)8