We are all reborn, who wants to be the richest man?

From the moment capital was born, every pore from head to toe was stained with blood and filth.

In the past, Luo Nianzhong didn't understand this sentence deeply. Now, Luo Nianzhong has a profound understanding of how reckless Western capitalists can be in order to obtain profits, and how Wall Street guys add fuel to the flames for their own interests.

Bhopal, the capital of Asan State, is located in the middle of Asan, and the climate conditions are not as harsh and unstable as other places.

Therefore, the agriculture here is very good. It is the main wheat-producing area and many other cash crops are grown. Compared with the Asan people in other places, everyone's life is relatively good.

Logically speaking, in a place like Bhopal, it would be good to develop agriculture in peace and contentment, as the natural conditions are here.

But don’t forget that this is Ah San. How can you figure out Third Brother’s brain cells?

So in the late 1960s, a fertilizer factory belonging to the Union Carbide Company of the United States, which could not pass the inspection in the United States and was banned by developed countries, was established here to produce pesticides.

On the one hand, Union Carbide can enjoy Asan's cheap labor force, while Asan can rely on this factory to make up for the shortage of domestic pesticides and fertilizers and increase grain production to meet the food and clothing problem of the growing population.

But all the people in Asan and Bhopal did not know that the pesticide raw material produced here was the same poison gas used by Germany in the genocide plan against the Jews during World War II, methyl isocyanate.

This is an important raw material for pesticide production, but it is also highly toxic. Its production has been banned in many countries, so Union Carbide placed a large amount of methyl isocyanate production here.

You said that it would be fine if you told the truth, maintained the equipment stably, and did a good job in safe production.

However, due to the reduction in demand for pesticides in recent years, Union Carbide does not care about safety and cost savings here. It can be said that this pesticide factory will have trouble sooner or later if it continues like this.

Unfortunately, this matter was known to Citigroup and Goldman Sachs, and a conspiracy against Union Carbide was formed.

What's even more unfortunate is that Luo Nianzhong also knew about this, so he also planned to get a share of the pie, on condition that he pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"Ataf, are all your family members gone? I should have hugged you safely, right?"

Atharv nodded. "Already on the phone, Dash".

"You hesitated?" Dash asked with fierce eyes and a gloomy expression, seeing that Atav was a little absent-minded.

"Dash, are we really okay with this? This is hundreds of thousands of lives. God will blame us."

As he spoke, Ataf looked at his hands with empty eyes, as if his hands were already covered in blood.

“No, God will not blame us, because it was us who bravely exposed the truth.

The truth requires sacrifice, otherwise our descendants will continue to be like those who are blind.

You see, we will soon become millionaires and go to the beautiful country to live a life that only those aristocratic grandfathers can enjoy. This is God’s commendation to us.”

"Is that so?" Ataf was confused. "So why don't we tell everyone to leave together?"

"Because of their serious crimes, don't forget that they were the ones who happily welcomed these criminals to Bhopal. Now Fentian wants to punish them."

When it comes to Fentian, Atav stops talking. This god of creation, one of the three great gods of Asan Religion, is Ataf's belief.

"Listen to me Ataf, you will do the night shift tonight as we planned before. I will wait for you by the river outside the town tomorrow morning and we will leave together.

After tomorrow night, no one will know the truth because everyone is dead including you and me and our families.

No one will come to this place again for decades, only the crimes of evil people, do you understand? "

Ataf looked at the scarlet eyes of Dash who squatted in front of him, and finally nodded in agreement.

The day passed very quickly, and just as Atav and Dash had transformed and boarded a plane with their new identities to "return" to their farm in Montana, a story that not many people knew about but was bigger than theirs... A disaster struck that would have caused many times more deaths than the Belchenolli nuclear meltdown.

"Suman, go check it out. Someone called us and said a slight gas leak was found."

"I came at the wrong time. I have very good cards."

Although he was very reluctant, Suman left his seat and set off to check the storage pipeline.

"How about it?"

"There was some minor leakage. Isn't this a common situation? It's nothing serious."

Seeing Suman say this, the head of the examination room nodded. He also knew that this situation often happened, so he let it go.

But before the two cards could be played, the phone in the examination room rang again.

This time, not only the phone, but also the pointer on the instrument panel was wrong, and the pressure tank went off the charts.

At this time, Suman noticed something was wrong. While activating the emergency button, he shouted to his colleagues who were still playing cards in the break room, "The dashboard has exploded. Go check the situation quickly."

Colleagues who heard the shouting were startled and ran to check the pipeline.

But at this time, the leaked gas had already flowed to other pipelines, and with strong impact, it passed through the combustion tower pipeline network and was discharged into the air through the chimney.

As soon as the alarm bell rang, the fire brigade was called immediately, trying to use high-pressure water cannons to create a canopy to dilute the toxic gas emissions at the chimney mouth.

However, the water pressure of the fire trucks in Bhopal was not high enough and could only spray up to 35 meters, and the chimney was meters high. Everyone could only watch the toxic gas drifting away in the wind, and then fled in all directions.

These workers are very experienced and they know how to escape in the direction of the upwind. This is also the reason why basically all the workers survived the Bhopal gas leak incident that night.

But they were spared, but the residents and lives of Bhopal were not so lucky.

Wherever the poisonous gas passed, a large number of birds and insects fell from the sky, as if an invisible force had created a no-fly zone in the sky.

Citizens, cattle and sheep, those who died directly, those whose eyes were stinging and blinded, those who were nauseous and vomiting, all fled frantically, and the livestock also rushed out of the fence and escaped like crazy.

But there were more bodies falling down one by one, and the sounds of wailing and crying were endless, like a scene like purgatory on earth.

Luo Nianzhong received news from Robert Lawson early the next morning.

"Wall Street has taken action. This time I am going to cut off a piece of meat from Union Carbide."

Robert's tone was full of excitement, and he didn't feel sad at all about this disaster and those who died.

People from Wall Street don't have so many emotions. All they believe in is money and interests.

If Robert really feels sorry for Luo Nianzhong, then Luo Nianzhong will have to consider whether he needs to change his financial manager.

It's not that Luo Nianzhong is heartless, but that's what Robert does.

After hanging up the phone from Robert, Luo Nianzhong smiled to himself. He had caused such a huge disaster just to save a mere thirty-five dollars a day. Can he be called a god compared with the capitalists in those beautiful countries?

According to the report Robert gave him just now, the number of direct deaths last night alone exceeded 100,000, and as of this morning, the number of indirect deaths exceeded 500,000, and this number is still increasing.

It seems that the official data given by the third brother in later generations is very accurate. The number of people affected by this disaster is definitely more than 800,000, and it is possible that it is millions.

What's going on with the thirty-five dollars? This starts with the protective measures taken during the production of methyl isocyanate.

The first is the evacuation tank. This tank is usually empty, just to prevent problems in other storage tanks and transport the methyl isocyanate inside to this tank.

The second protective measure is to bury the storage tank underground, so that even if it leaks, it will not spread over a large area and will only circulate on the surface.

The third is the cooling system, which can keep methyl isocyanate in a liquefied state at all times.

Methyl isocyanate has a low ignition point and only needs 40 degrees to volatilize into a gas, which can kill people through breathing and skin contact, so it is always in a liquefied state during production and storage.

The fourth is the scrubber. If methyl isocyanate becomes a gas leak, the alkaline substances in the scrubber can neutralize the toxic gas.

The fifth level of protection is the combustion tower, which can burn all methyl isocyanate when the scrubber fails and cannot be activated.

The last step is the water gun and water curtain. When the four or five protection measures fail to work, water can be poured into the chimney where the gas is leaking to dilute the toxic gas.

But Union Carbide apparently did not understand the strength of the Bhopal Fire Brigade. Their equipment could not reach the height of their own chimneys.

As for the thirty-five dollars, it refers to the cooling system. Union Carbide actually turned off the cooling system in order to save thirty-five dollars a day.

This is equivalent to abolishing all the second and third layers of protection, but they don't want to spend money to maintain the fourth and fifth layers of protection. As a result, these two layers of protection will not be used when a real poisonous gas leak occurs, so this is thirty-five dollars. There is nothing wrong with the disaster.

Luo Nianzhong was not a holy mother, and the third brother had nothing to do with him. After sighing at the cold-bloodedness of capitalists, Luo Nianzhong threw all the information in his hand into the trash can and left.