Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1727: Insight

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The time goes back a few days, the day after the ‘supply’ class supply ship was lost.

The entire city of Seattle is in chaos. The sentries were lined up, the military and police were rampant, and the citizens were uneasy. Only Zhou Qingfeng continues to walk around the city as if it were nothing. Alibaba entered the treasure trove of forty thieves, and will not rush away, right? Uncle Zhou also has to stay a few days longer.

However, from Boise to Seattle, Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded by the wife and daughter of the Franklin family. The two women were sticking to Uncle Zhou like honey, and the result was that Rachel, who had a slightly better relationship, pulled away from him with a cold face.

The two women of the Franklin family are famous in the Brotherhood, and Zhou Qingfeng has no interest in them. It's just that they have to follow, and Zhou Qingfeng is helpless. He can only excuse himself to perform the duties of his priesthood, cheeky and posted to the charity of Rachel.

The wives and mothers continue to make public charitable donations in Seattle, but the momentum is much smaller and the attitude is more sincere. She is no longer engaged in speeches or anything, but is preparing to rely on the church to build a long-term relief agency. Uncle Zhou is specifically responsible for vomiting ...

“Relief agency should be a tightly regulated organization that can achieve meager profit. Rescue cannot be a training for lazy people, let alone a“ great man. ”For those who have the ability to work, spur measures should be taken to replace workers Relief is the best.

Even if certain tasks do not meet the wishes of the rescued, they must be enforced. The basic principle of rescue is 'creating people by labor'. If you can't do it, you can let people go to farm. In short, you can't be too idle. Relief cannot be turned into a means for some people to get rich, let alone the Virgin bitch. "

Rachel deliberately found a quiet corner near the church, and discussed the rules and regulations of the rescue agency with several priests. She didn't see Zhou Qingfeng when she ran over, neither welcomed nor hurried. But when Uncle Zhou came up, he wrote to her for half a day the rules for the organization of the organization.

"Why do you write so many beautiful wishes? You are not making a report, but implementing rules."

"It ’s doomed not to write long, but do n’t write in return."

"Do n’t think about human nature too well. Sometimes holding a big stick can better" make a consensus "."

For the Zhou Qingfeng's nonsense, the two women of the Franklin family behind him immediately applauded and admired, feeling that he could not say better-amazing concept!

Several priests participating in the preparatory organization are stunned-are they really saints and virgins? This is clearly the devil and angel.

Only Rachel dared to stare at Zhou Qingfeng with a cold eyebrow, and was too lazy to take care of this madman, she continued to build the rescue organization she wanted according to her own ideas. It seemed that the two women of the Franklin family also became interested in this institution and joined together to come up with an idea.

Zhou Qingfeng was excluded but temporarily relieved. He walked out of the church by himself, walked a few hundred meters along the street outside, and walked into a coffee shop on the road at will.

There are not many people in the shop during the day. The waiter came forward and asked what was needed, but after sitting down, Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Can you chat with me casually?"

The waiter is a big white man with five majors and three roughs. He is obviously just an ordinary person and fails to recognize his Zhou Qingfeng's status. For the sake of a large tip, he gave Zhou Qingfeng a cup of instant coffee and a plate of cake, and sat opposite Zhou Qingfeng.

"I haven't seen Asians in a long time." The tall waiter lit a cigarette and said.

"Why? Are they all dead?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"A lot of dead, and the rest escaped, and fled to an unknown area." The waiter shrugged, saying that he didn't know too much.

"But should I be able to come back now? There are more job opportunities, the materials are richer, and the society is stable." Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"He He He ..." The waiter still shook his head. He spit out a cigarette and said: "Apartheid, survival competition, and multiplication crisis. This is how the government promotes it, not only Asians, Africans and Latinos The same is true, they have all been evicted.

The government initially said that this was to give white people priority, but in fact white people were finally divided into different classes. At the beginning, I believed in the publicity and only a small part of the people who could get priority. "

"Seattle implements apartheid policy?"

"Not just Seattle, this is the case for the entire Brotherhood. This is some kind of unspoken rule, a rule that does not exist but does exist."

The messenger ’s words revealed a lot of information. In order to survive the nuclear winter, the Steel Brotherhood, which is dominated by white people, did not hesitate to decide to allocate all resources to white people as much as possible. Other races became inferiors and were excluded.

Unorganized Africans and Hispanics are quickly expelled or enslaved. Asians are better in ability and organization, but the number is too small, and they either flee or are marginalized.

But this policy does not benefit all whites. When power and resources begin to concentrate, this trend is irreversible. No one will easily share with others everything they have, and the result is that white people begin to bully white people.

The waiter sighed: "Everything in the city belongs to a big man, even this coffee shop. Ten percent of the dignitaries control ninety percent of the wealth, and the rulers who are above the ground make laws. Prohibit people from the bottom to challenge their authority. "

The difference between the rich and the poor solidifies the class.

Zhou Qingfeng scratching the chin, this situation has existed before the cataclysm, it is a feature of the United States. In contrast, Zhonghua is much better, at least to go to a good university, and find a good job will not require a recommendation letter from a member of Parliament.

"Do you have a gun?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

The waiter flicked his jacket, revealing a left-handed revolver with a caliber of 38.

"Want to resist?"

"I just have a gun, but the government has a gun."

This time Zhou Qingfeng and the waiter both smiled bitterly.

The waiter continued: "It used to be that way, it is the same now, and it has even worsened. At least in the past I could find a woman who was willing to marry me, and now I ca n’t even find a woman. The host can easily own a bunch Mistress, but there is no brothel at the bottom.

This society is sick, but few people are willing to change it. do you know? I hate Aurora Legion because the Legion ’s trade helped the Brotherhood stabilize its rule. There were people who wanted to stand up because they couldn't live, but now life is better and less willing to work hard.

There are also churches that have come out to deceive people again. For a while, no one listened to the priest ’s gossip, and now someone runs to the church to pray. What a bunch of ignorant and ignorant people. "

Maybe the Zhou Qingfeng Asian identity is special, and the waiter opened the conversation box. He talked about the excitement, thumping the table hard, and loudly venting his dissatisfaction with society and the government. Zhou Qingfeng silently walked out of the coffee shop after he complained. Outside the shop, Wen Tianyu was waiting for him.

"This guy makes some sense, reflecting the real thoughts of the bottom of society. But ..., go and notify the Seattle police, there is an anti-governmentist here.

His thinking is too dangerous, too dangerous. "The Zhou Qingfeng who walked out of the coffee shop said to Wen Tianyu," I don't like this kind of person either, I'm not under control. " "

Wen Tianyu was taken aback for a moment, glanced at the tall waiter who was packing up the dining table in the coffee shop, and wrote down the appearance of the other party.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at Wen Tianyu again, "You have something to do with me?"

Wen Tianyu Lizhenghui reported: "You asked me to investigate the status of the Freemasonry naval ships. I want to make a preliminary report to you, especially about the aircraft carrier."

"Oh ..., I am waiting for this news."