Wasteland Development Diary

Outside, the snowy wind howled, but inside Room 3101, it was quiet, so quiet that Zhang He could hear his own heart pounding faster.

The black-haired youth across from him cast an inquiring glance.

"Where are you from?"

"Chairman, I'm a local. I moved to Shayang two years ago and now work at the company," Zhang He said, stammering slightly.

"So, you're one of us."

The chairman's voice became even more amiable. "Which department do you work in?"

Zhang He said, "I work in the Ox-Taming Tribe."

"Taxi driver?"

"Yes, that's right."

The other man revealed a surprised expression. "So, you encountered Tuozhu in Shayang, and it was captured here by the Heavenly Kingdom Citizen Department?"

"Uh, Chairman, no."

Zhang He's face showed some embarrassment. "Actually… I met Tuozhu in the Shuanghe area."

The black-haired youth wagged his finger, smiling. "Not bad, your Horned Ox have even expanded business there… Wait, that's not right, is it? The company's Horned Ox and Mechanical Ox haven't reached the quantity for external output. By the end of the year, there will be fewer than 400."

"…"

Zhang He cautiously explained, "Actually, it's like this, Chairman. The Ox-Taming Tribe now also offers a taxi-plane service, which, in addition to taxis, also provides manned glider flights…"

"I was among the first batch of drivers to obtain both car and plane licenses. This time, I flew a long-distance route from SH City to Beike City, then to Ganglian City, and finally back to our Shayang."

"Tuozhu was my passenger there. It chartered the entire plane to fly to Shayang alone."

The youth across from him frowned slightly. "Tell me the story from the beginning."

"Yes, Chairman."

…

Zhang He moved here in the second year after the establishment of the Wasteland Development Company.

He initially wanted to become a Light-Smelting worker. The job had high income and wasn't dangerous. However, it was full very early because he could drive enhanced vehicles, he became a driver hired by Shayang City.

Zhang He's job was to drive and transport the mayor, town head, tax officials, intelligence agents, etc., between various towns, and sometimes he would transport some goods.

Later, when the Wuhu Overpass became operational and the number of vehicles increased, Zhang He used his rest time to go to the Ox-Taming Tribe and learned to drive the Horned Ox.

The reason for learning new things was that the Horned Ox were more durable than cars. They could travel on roads in mountainous areas, deserts, forests, and hills. They had strong endurance and hardly consumed any energy packs under normal use.

Zhang He planned to save money to buy a private Horned Ox to drive.

However, the tribal chief, Niu Zhen, extended an olive branch.

"Come to our side. Now our number of Horned Ox is increasing, and we need new drivers. You have rich driving experience. In the future, we will open up taxi operations in other cities and are stocking up on talent."

The Ox-Taming Tribe's salary was 12,000 Mushrooms per month, on par with Light-Smelting workers. The Wasteland Development Company had more holidays and unmatched free medical care and housing benefits, so Zhang He didn't hesitate to switch jobs.

After another period of time, Niu Zhen announced to the tribe again: "In order to better adapt to the current changes, we have ordered 3 manned gliders from within the company. Now we need to train glider pilots. Everyone has rich driving experience and knows how to operate them, so they can all try."

"The pilot's income is a base salary of 24,000 Mushrooms, plus flight commissions. The more you fly, the more you earn."

Zhang He signed up and became the first batch of pilots belonging to the tribe.

He completed the flight test in the shortest time, successively passing the Shayang ring flight and the long-distance flight across the Dead Sea, obtaining the company's recognized long-distance pilot qualification.

Niu Zhen happily said to him: "Finding you in the first place was indeed the best decision!"

"Zhang He, you don't seem to be afraid of flying at all, nor are you afraid of the Dead Sea."

Actually, that wasn't the case.

He was just used to it.

Before coming here, he had been floating on the Dead Sea for many years, and his work was much more dangerous than flying.

If you don't operate randomly, flying a glider is generally very safe.

But as a slave trader, even if you want to properly send some slaves to a place to sell them, you may encounter Dead Sea monsters destroying the ship and killing people, or be attacked by looting gangs and be double-crossed, or be killed by slave riots.

This industry has good profits, but it is also a truly high-risk industry.

Zhang He was tired of this job.

He was especially tired of telling the slaves over and over again.

"The place you are going to is much better than where you were before."

"You can eat three meals a day, have clean water to drink every day, and take a bath. You don't have to worry about freezing to death in winter, heating is unlimited, and in summer there are cool houses, you won't be whipped, and if you work hard, you can save a lot of money."

This kind of lie made him want to vomit.

But the slaves would believe it.

They had to believe it.

What else could they believe?

Knowing that they were going to a dark coal mine to burn coal, or a mine dozens of meters underground where it was difficult to breathe, or becoming a bed for some perverted rich people to vent their desires?

Living always requires believing in some good luck.

Zhang He transferred the enhanced ship to a newly entered small slave trader, who had the same kind of drive as he used to.

"Brother Zhang, this industry still makes money! I used to run a business and couldn't make any money at all."

"How can you get rich without taking a gamble!"

"Brother Zhang, why did you stop doing it?"

Zhang He smiled: "I'm tired, my body is not good. I want to go to a stable place and live a simple life."

He could only wish the other party good luck, hoping that this junior could survive and change careers.

He came to Shayang because it was far away from the Shuanghe area where he used to work, and the Wasteland Development Company had a strong momentum of development.

As a result, after coming here, he found that the lies he had told were actually a true description of this place.

Zhang He's first feeling was that there was fraud.

There was no need to provide such good conditions.

Then there must be something wrong somewhere. For example, the Wasteland Company might experiment on employees, or their work might be extremely dangerous, and people might die at any time.

After on-the-spot observation, Zhang He found that it was not the case.

In the early days, his worldview underwent tremendous turmoil.

He felt very confused and even a little dazed.

Was there something wrong with him, or was there something wrong with this place?

Slowly, he found himself unknowingly integrated into this place.

It was like an invisible slave trader, using practical actions to outline the life that most people dream of.

Even if this is a false disguise, it is enough to make people yearn for it.

Chairman Zhou Yi not only made the people here believe, but also made more territorial lords believe, and even the Heavenly Kingdom Governor Mieting Gong joined his development alliance.

Zhang He suddenly realized at this time.

If a lie, everyone believes it, then it is no longer a lie, but the truth.

The difference between the chairman and the slave trader is that the latter is purely a lie, while the former turns false hope into a solid transformation plan, gradually transforming the real environment into the desired appearance.

What made Zhang He feel most incredible was that he used to be very lazy, and every time he finished a job, he would go to indulge in pleasure and play with all kinds of women.

But now, whenever he has free time, he will study and learn the company's latest achievements.

Other employees are also like this.

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It's very strange.

There is an invisible force affecting everyone.

Employees always come up with new ideas, and even glider pilots are no exception.

Several people have put forward their own plans, successively solving the air leakage problem of gliders, the fragile glass problem, and the airborne noise problem, and even created a constant temperature device in the manned glider - improved with flame cups and refrigeration boxes.

Zhang He is not good at design and manufacturing. Every time he speaks, he can only say some trivial things, feeling like he is a loafer, and his heart is always empty.

However, he is best at actual combat flight.

Because of his good psychological quality, Zhang He was the first pilot to start flying long-distance routes.

For long-distance flights, the flight altitude of manned gliders is between 350 meters and 500 meters, and they need red-eyed vultures or thorn birds to lead the way, which can protect the gliders. It is also because of this reason that routes and ranges are highly dependent on their actions.

Zhang He proposed: "Can the alliance first open up air routes? Shayang, Ganglian City, Beike City, Tree Monster Territory, and Shuanghe area, the five major regions will jointly maintain fixed air routes."

"Now everyone has manned gliders, right? We can completely concentrate everyone's gliders, with one or two flights every day, so only one navigator is needed to take more than a dozen gliders."

"The route should be as simple as possible to avoid duplication of resource investment. On the basis of the basic route, increase the number of rounds or gliders."

This suggestion was directly sent to Gong Zheng, the chairman's assistant of the company.

A few days later, Gong Zheng found Zhang He: "Your idea is very good. I contacted several other regions, and everyone reached a consensus to take off and transfer at the airport in various places. It has been decided to do it according to your method."

"If you have other ideas, try to bring them up as well."

Not long ago, Zhang He arrived at the airport outside SH City and was about to fly back to Shayang from there.

These flights are posted on the city bulletin board.

Just because there is no unified pricing and other regulations, Zhang He and these drivers must not only manage the flight and pay attention to safety, but also act as ticket sellers. If customers book a location, they need to keep their own records and registrations.

A passenger named Tuozhu took all four seats.

It also specifically found Zhang He to confirm the flight time.

The other party was a tall panda person, wearing a hat and a black and white long shirt. It rolled up its sleeves and carried a bamboo pole with a wine gourd hanging on it.

"Little brother, I heard you are from Shayang?"

The other party's accent was very heavy, and the tone was a bit strange.

But Zhang He did not dare to neglect.

"Hello, yes."

This is a panda person, not only a citizen of the Heavenly Kingdom, but also owns a panda autonomous region in the Heavenly Kingdom, which is their country within a country.

Different from other Guanuo species, pandas enjoy legal privileges in the Heavenly Kingdom, and have tax exemptions and exemptions from service. Every panda can receive a large subsidy from the Heavenly Kingdom every year.

They do not participate in any wars, do not need to work, and all material supplies are the responsibility of the empire. The entire autonomous region is planted with their favorite bamboo.

Even if a panda commits a crime, it will be sent back to the autonomous region to serve its sentence.

The Heavenly Kingdom only has one request for them: every panda must have 2 children after adulthood to ensure the continuation of this group.

However, even this humble request, the Heavenly Kingdom almost begged them to give birth, and pandas often could not do it.

They are a very special group with a noble and detached status.

Although the specific reason is not clear, Zhang He knows that this is a group of Heavenly Kingdom nobles who really cannot be provoked.

"My name is Tuozhu."

The panda person introduced himself: "I heard that there is a lot of food, fruits, and the like in Shayang?"

"We do produce delicacies there, because the chairman attaches great importance to diet. There is grilled fish, fried chicken, sweet potato cakes, peanut cakes, authentic emerald soup... and volcanic melons and Dead Sea fruits, which are our local specialties."

Zhang He introduced the style of Shayang to it.

"Is it hot or cold there?"

"Don't worry about this. There are flame cups for heating when it's cold, and refrigeration boxes for cooling when it's hot. Our place is warm in winter and cool in summer, which everyone knows."

The other party showed great interest: "Gustav didn't say anything wrong, it looks like a good place."

However, soon, it seemed to sense something and looked at the sky.

Zhang He raised his head, but saw nothing.

"Little brother, when is the next flight to Shayang?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll come here tomorrow morning."

Tuozhu took out a money bag and handed it to him: "This is 200,000 Mushroom coins, and the extra is to make friends with you. I haven't sat in this kind of aircraft before, and I think it's very interesting."

"If I can't come tomorrow, please fly to Shayang and visit Chairman Zhou Yi. Tell him that I must have been arrested by the Heavenly Kingdom Citizen Department, and please help him get me out."

"The following words, you can only tell him in person."

The panda person said solemnly: "I can build a special building that can gather and summon energy-state life. If he can help me out, I will build it for him in Shayang."

The next day.

The panda person did not appear.

Zhang He knew something was wrong, so after flying to Shayang all the way, he rushed to Emerald City non-stop.