The blind box of the plane was exposed, and foreigners cried for entry into China

Ling Xiaoyue: . . . .

Is this the legendary capitalist? He doesn't even want to let go of the strange creatures that have turned into souls?

Shi Lin knew what his young boss was thinking as soon as he glanced at the expression on Ling Xiaoyue's face.

I felt that I should not reveal my exploitative face too much during the first meeting, so as to avoid the leader having a stereotyped impression of me in the future.

He quickly explained, "From another perspective, this strange object is actually a new energy source, right? Energy is limited, but demand is unlimited."

"Our country's industrial development is very rapid, and where there is production there is pollution. I don't know how many decades it will take for our land to be completely degraded."

"Furthermore, our country is currently experiencing an aging population. In the future, there will be fewer and fewer workers. The cost of hiring young and middle-aged workers will increase, and the risk of hiring older workers will also increase."

"So no matter from which perspective, the fact that new energy can replace the elderly workforce, and even gradually replace the physical labor of the young workforce, is something worth celebrating nationwide."

"But before that, we must first solve the problem of stabilizing alternative livelihoods for the young and middle-aged workforce."

"I see quite a few orders from the Restart Plane here. As long as the Plane Marketplace still exists, there will be a constant demand for these orders."

"Ling... Xiaoyue's actions and suggestions are very good, but they are still not mature enough."

"Hiring disabled workers and veterans not only alleviates poverty but also reduces the burden on the country."

"But there's a very objective problem: their productivity is severely insufficient. They can't be compared with a normal, healthy worker. Three production lines can only match the output of two or even one and a half production lines."

"I'm not suggesting that these disabled workers be fired or that the production line be cut short. What I'm suggesting is that these under-trained workers be assigned to tasks that require slow and meticulous work, paired with healthy workers. This also reduces the chances of able-bodied workers slacking off."

"Depriving workers of the opportunity to slack off isn't absolute exploitation. We can still operate three or even four shifts around the clock without changing wages. If Xiaoyue feels the workers aren't getting enough rest, or their level of happiness isn't high enough, that's fine."

"Then we can also implement a five-shift system."

"In short, workers can rotate, but the production line can't stop. There are so many orders. Just the first batch of orders from the restarted plane written in this memo, after being sorted and distributed, will be enough to keep the factory owners' workshops busy for a year."

"What's more, the number of orders will only be N+1. This means there's endless work. These factory owners want to take our orders, make our money, and just focus on production without worrying about sales. So they have to follow our requirements."

"Either you work several shifts but keep your pay the same, or you double your pay. If they don't agree, we'll switch manufacturers. This can be written into the contract, and if violations are found, we can change the factory or even impose fines and confiscate the tools used in the crime."

"We have the government as our backer. As long as we make a request, no factory owner will refuse. At most, they will pretend to comply but secretly disobey. But with our endless orders, undelayed payments, severe penalties, and constant, multi-faceted supervision, they won't dare to pretend to comply."

At this time, staff members had already come into the cafeteria to eat. They saw the two biggest leaders of the base were in a corner talking with a young man who seemed to be a newcomer.

They couldn't help but slow down their movements and steps, and quietly pricked up their ears to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

Since they could discuss it in the cafeteria, it meant that the content of the conversation was definitely not confidential. It might even be about the future development direction of the base.

So the staff and soldiers who came to eat held their breath and listened carefully.

Each of them turned into a lady from a noble family, eating the fish head slowly and gracefully.

Ling Xiaoyue and Su Hong were listening intently, not noticing the little movements of those around them, who were pricked up their ears. They gestured for Shi Lin to continue his performance.

Shi Lin took a sip of water and continued.

"Zombies and strange creatures represent new energy sources. Before we do that, we need to determine whether these two species are expendable. If not, we must first consider how to employ them."

"If not, who are they regulated by, and are there responsible people willing to protect the interests of their community? If not, then we have too many resources available to us."

"For example, various dangerous and physically harmful jobs. Immersive escape rooms. Real-life CS games where you sign a life-or-death contract, fighting monsters and capturing cities. And a lot of repetitive physical labor."

"For example, you can generate power by cycling or running. Tie up a few zombies and hang a piece of fresh offal from the fish market stall in front of them. Then you'll have a constant supply of usable energy."

“Similar to solar equipment.”

"The solar panels on a solar device are equivalent to one or more zombie components."

"There are also strange objects. Their research value is actually greater than that of zombies. But this loophole must not be opened. I hope and suggest that Xiaoyue strictly prohibit the use of strange objects in research."

"They can be treated as labor that can be driven with just incense, candles, and paper money, or even as consumables. However, they cannot be used to study the causes of their formation or whether they are spiritual bodies that emerge after death."

Shi Lin looked at Ling Xiaoyue seriously.

Ling Xiaoyue and Su Hong both understood what this meant. They exchanged glances and nodded cautiously, agreeing with Shi Lin's opinion.

"I've already reported this to my superiors, and they've also stated that we shouldn't proactively approach the strange creatures in the rebooted plane. If they offer to trade with us, but can't provide the money, wealth, and knowledge we need, we'll also refuse the deal."

"And strange things are strictly prohibited from entering the modern dimension through the space-time gate." Ling Xiaoyue added.

Su Hong also said, "I'm just a construction site supervisor here. I'm called the temporary head of the base, but in reality, I'm only responsible for supervising the construction site. These strange things and so on, I just go in one ear and out the other."

Su Hong spread his hands and looked at Shi Lin and Ling Xiaoyue, saying that he would never say anything nonsense.

In any case, even the old man sweeping the floor and the cooks had signed confidentiality agreements. The staff members who had overheard the conversation also began making the usual noises of eating.

The one who smacked his lips smacked his lips. “Pah!” “Pah!” The one who was spitting out fish bones spitted out fish bones.

Su Hong reached out his hand expressionlessly and touched the fishbone that flew into his hair.