Inside the grass shed, the conversation has entered a substantive stage.
"Are you really going to do this?" The person who said this had obvious worry in his voice.
"Otherwise? Waiting to die of exhaustion?" The voice immediately asked back: "Martin, are you scared?"
"Of course not..." Martin replied, "I just think it's a little too hasty to do it right away."
"Hurry? If you don't hurry, it will be too late! You are so timid..."
"Brandon, stop talking." A steady voice joined in, first stopping Brandon's insults, and then facing the suspicious Martin: "Martin, I know what you think, you should feel that today's work Although I am tired, it seems that Renyiren can still survive, and I can still eat beans, maybe there will be more tomorrow... "
"Rory, you know me, how can I because of beans..." Martin explained quickly.
"It's okay, it's okay... What's wrong with wanting to eat beans? Even I want to eat beans." The calm Rory continued: "The people sitting here, you, me, are all serfs... The Lord let us Unlucky, hungry every day, who doesn't want to eat more?"
The serfs in the hut all lowered their heads.
"However, everyone should see clearly..." Rory raised his voice, "For these few mouthfuls of beans, how much effort did you put in today? Terrence, you fell three times today, right?"
"Hmm..." Terrence, who was sitting in the corner, rubbed his arms and nodded.
"Brandon, I saw your legs shaking when work was over." Rory turned to the impatient Brandon.
"It's starting to hurt now," Brandon replied trembling.
"And you, Martin..." The cowardly Martin didn't let go: "In just a short while, your stomach growled three times."
Martin rubbed his stomach, but didn't answer.
"Look at you, now that you look like this, who has the strength to beat someone up?"
The three shook their heads at the same time.
"You can't beat people, who will do more work for you?" Rory continued to ask.
"Ha, more work..." the impatient Brandon said: "Martin, you just look forward to the beans! They all eat the same thing and do the same work. In two days, when they have enough strength , it's our turn to be beaten!"
Martin didn't speak.
"Martin..." Rory said earnestly, "You may think that you haven't been with us for a long time, you don't beat up many people, and you seldom force others to work for you, so they won't hold you too much back. Bear with it for a while, take a few beatings, and it will pass after a while, and you can eat beans with them... "
"You're right to think so, even if it's us..." Rory pointed to himself, Brandon, and Terrence in turn, "Beating them for so long, robbing them of so much food, making them I have been beaten so many times for helping, and I have done so much more work... As long as we are willing to shrink our heads, let them beat you a few times, starve for a while, and let them grab a few bites of food, we should be able to be punished. Let it go... Those guys can do so much, otherwise it would not be possible for us to live so comfortably before."
"But! Is it worth it?" Rory said loudly, "Are you willing? Just for two bites of beans, is it worth it? Over the years, we have spent so much effort and suffered so many sticks to make them afraid of us and let us Live a more comfortable life. Which of you would like to let the previous efforts go to waste?"
"I definitely don't want to!" Brandon jumped out again: "Without them at the bottom, how tiring it is to go on like this!"
"I don't want to either." Terrence said sullenly, "I'm not afraid of being tired, but I want to live a few more years."
"Who doesn't want to live?" Rory first sighed, and then said firmly: "But if you want to live longer, you must not work like today! At least the few of us will never be as tired as today Already!"
"Yes!" "Yes!" Brandon and Terrence nodded emphatically.
"What about you, Martin?"
Martin nodded slightly.
"Okay!" Regardless of the degree of Martin's nod, Rory said loudly: "From tomorrow on, we will continue to work as before, with only half the effort!"
"Yeah!" Brandon nodded heavily again, suddenly hesitant: "Tomorrow morning, will it be the same as the first time?"
"It's the same!" Rory replied without hesitation, "Don't worry, you all saw today that Ross's method is very effective... As long as we are a little more relaxed, those guys can still reach the first place with a little more effort." With one branch, we can also mix two mouthfuls of beans."
"If the first branch can be reached..." Terrence rubbed his arms, showing the first smile in the hayloft: "The location of the second branch will be even less problematic."
"What if it doesn't arrive..." Even though he had agreed, Martin's worries did not disappear.
"If you haven't arrived, you haven't arrived..." Brandon also laughed: "If it's unlucky, everyone will be unlucky together. How much strength can Antoine have alone? When it's our turn, we will get two or three sticks at most. "
"What if it is discovered?"
"Ha, who found out?" Brandon also smiled: "It's still the same, so many people, how many can Antoine keep an eye on?"
"The same goes for Andre and Los..." Rory who was facing him added, "These are two masters, the current master and the future master, how could they keep their eyes on serfs like us?"
"People who work with us will always know." Martin said.
"So what?" Brandon didn't care. "Who dares to speak? Who dares to speak? Whoever dares to speak out will be beaten! How many sticks have we suffered in the public land? When we go back to the village, each of us will give him Same amount!"
"It's because of this that we have to work with half our strength starting tomorrow..." Rory emphasized again: "Only in this way, we will have more strength and be able to beat them up!"
"Okay, don't talk about that... Let's see how to relax tomorrow... Ross's new way of working is really a bit embarrassing..."
The topic gradually entered the discussion of technical details.
the next day.
The Middle Ages, February 17, 0001.
Under the big tree, the person giving orders has changed.
Gather serfs, form teams, renew promises...
Wu Qingchen assisted from the side, and Little Andre began to take over the actual operation.
In the muddy commons, Rory winked at Brandon, Terrence, and Martin, who looked uncertain.
Slower work would be more acceptable if the inexperienced Andre was in charge...
Silently recalling the "relaxation" technique discussed the night before, Rory felt a little more confident.
Rory has no idea that when he makes a certain decision, if he wants to really succeed...
The simple collective wisdom that the four of them summed up in a hurry the night before, in addition to fighting against the police officer Antoine, the quasi-lord Andre, and other serfs who have been oppressed repeatedly, they also have to confront another collective wisdom that is countless times larger .
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15 minutes later.
Earth.
May 14, 2012 03:27:31.
United Nations Interim Committee on Astronomical Events - Unified Cooperative Relations Department - Staff Group - Human Resources Group, Command Center.
The huge command center of thousands of square meters was brightly lit.
Directly in front of the command center, a huge LCD screen 70 meters long and 25 meters high is divided into many graded screens.
Among these screens, the largest and most conspicuous position is naturally the close-up dynamic image of Wu Qingchen in the medieval world at this moment.
On the left side of Wu Qingchen's image, there are four quarter-sized split screens. At this moment, they respectively show little Andre, the middle scene of the public land, the panorama of the serfs, and the panorama of the sky.
On the right side of Wu Qingchen's image, there are densely packed small screens—even the smallest one is one meter wide and 75 cm high—displaying the close-up dynamic images of each serf.
No sub-screen size, ultra-high resolution, so that every detail of the video is clearly visible.
When Rory just started to wink at Brandon, Terrence, and Martin, in an instant, the countless command centers, the video frames showing the heads of the four immediately flashed a dazzling red light.
This is the urgent development of integrated micro-expression recognition software to start calling the police.
Half a minute later, the analysis group and the emotion group—many command centers of the same size—uploaded and shared the conclusion of the first round of manual identification in real time: the four had a common secret.
All the command centers, Rory, Brandon, Terrence, Martin, the four were immediately listed as key monitoring targets.
Like most command centers, the staff group-human resources group, on the LCD screen of the command center, the video avatars of the four people immediately increased from their original size to four times, and the position was directly switched to the right side of Wu Qingchen's huge image .
In addition, next to the video avatars of the four people, there is an additional synchronization screen with densely packed parameters.
The first column is the basic status: heart rate: / body temperature: / respiratory rate:, etc.
The second column is Mental State: Attention: / Tension: / Mood:, etc.
The third column is the body state: stride length: / calorie consumption: / muscle:, and so on.
Fourth column, fifth column...
When he first entered the medieval world, in order for Wu Qingchen to bear the minimum amount of labor, the earth had collected tens of thousands of lazy masters from all walks of life.
Now, the first round of crisis has passed, but these masters who were finally summoned did not leave.
With such detailed data, and so many top colleagues in the field helping each other, the little tricks of Roland and the other four were immediately exposed.
The conclusion is quickly reflected in the parameters, column n: labor efficiency 43%.
Ten minutes later.
"A false alarm..."
Looking at the parameters instantly shared by the "Lazy Master Department", the duty officer of the command center wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It turns out that these guys just want to be lazy..."
"We still need to pay attention to..." The deputy director next to him reminded: "This is also the scope of our human resources team's work."
"It shouldn't be a problem. There are considerations in this aspect in the plan..." As he spoke, the director pointed to the screen in front of him: "Look, Mr. Wu Qingchen has already discovered it."
"Being lazy..." The deputy director smiled wryly and shook his head: "In front of Mr. Wu, it's really tricky... Let's see the results of the next few rounds of labor."
Each round of labor takes two hours as the node.
In addition to causing huge difficulties and a greater consumption of manpower and material resources, the time multiplier of 1:30 is not without any benefits.
For example: 4 minutes on the earth corresponds to two hours in the medieval world.
Now, the duty officer of the command center can immediately see the content two hours, four hours, six hours, and eight hours later.
The supervisor on duty opened four videos at the same time, among the videos that have been preliminarily edited:
In the first round, the three groups of serfs all reached 100%. After eating beans, the serfs were quite happy, and Wu Qingchen remained silent.
In the second round, the efficiency of the three groups dropped to 85%. Many serfs looked angry, but Wu Qingchen remained silent.
In the third round, the efficiency of the three groups barely stepped on the 70% passing line. More serfs noticed that Wu Qingchen started talking with Andre.
The preliminary edited video did not have time to be dubbed, but the important dialogue has been marked with approximate subtitles:
Wu Qingchen: The serfs on your side can also start to organize teams.
Andre: Good.
Wu Qingchen: Organize two groups.
Andre: Why? Isn't it possible to organize three groups
"Why?" The deputy director asked himself and answered: "We need to leave a certain position, which will be used to divest non-performing assets after the establishment of a branch company!"
The fourth round: Two new groups were established, and Rory and others continued to be lazy.
Round five: Rory and the others are still slacking off. The labor efficiency of the original three groups finally dropped below 70%. Wu Qingchen started talking to Andre again.
At this time, in the medieval world, it was almost dusk.
After the fifth round of labor, Andre gathered the original three groups of serfs.
The serfs who hadn't completed their tasks looked nervous.
Wu Qingchen: Don't be afraid, not everyone is at fault.
Andre: Yes, someone is loafing inside!
Wu Qingchen: Not everyone will be punished.
Andre called the serfs up one by one, and went around behind the big tree to talk alone.
"Are you dumbfounded? You don't want to blame the public? Want to intimidate?"
Looking at the parameter column, the psychological analysis team initially estimated the countermeasures that Rory and the other four might take when they were lazy.
The deputy director dismissed it: "I don't know what an anonymous complaint is, do you?"
In the video, the faces of Rory and the other four changed, but they were not too scared.
Next, four serfs were selected from the last remaining serfs to add to the division of labor and cooperation team. The police officers dragged out Rory and the other four who had been defined as non-performing assets, and threw them to the corner. Two police officers Monitor working alone.
Realizing that the situation was not good, the non-performing assets that had been divested hurriedly worked hard. However, probably because of habit, after a few minutes, Brandon paused habitually while he was busy.
Antoine took hold of the stick and walked over.
The next moment, with a completely different grip from the past, the angle, the way of power... The stick in Antoine's hand hit Brandon.
As if hit by a thunderbolt, an expression of extreme pain immediately appeared on Brandon's face. His whole body twitched, his hands and feet trembled, and he collapsed into the mud like a bundle of straw that had lost its support.
Standing by the side, Antoine waited quietly for a while, then lifted Brandon up again.
Brandon continued to limp.
Antoine raised the stick again.
Like a frightened rabbit, Brandon jumped out in an instant. He picked up the farm tool, waved his hands like a hot wheel, and devoted himself to the farm work on the common with 150% of his strength.
"Tsk tsk... why bother..."
Looking at this scene pitifully and angrily, the deputy director shook his head, and suddenly looked at the principal beside him: "Director, I heard that this is a method summed up by a black coal mine boss? I don't think it looks like it, this, It's so professional!"
"No, during the last round of testing, the Coal Boss' method was rejected..."
The supervisor on duty said: "Although the boss's method will not cause permanent damage to the body during the test... However, the higher-ups still have doubts about this wild method. In any case, even if it is a serf, every The bits are also the precious wealth of the Akeli village, and it is enough to teach them a proper lesson, and there is no need to cause a loss of labor force."
"Then this is a formal method?" The deputy director pointed to Constable Antoine who was holding the stick: "What is the formal method?"
"It leaves no wounds and is extremely painful...of course it is the US military stick method."
The director showed a look of admiration on his face: "To abuse prisoners, our country is indeed far behind the US military."
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