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After tidying up the place, he put on a new quilt and gently closed the door so as not to disturb Huang Cheng's rest.
Huang Cheng slapped his mouth on the bed.
Is this meal a little too rich?
There are vegetables and even meat in the porridge.
The portion is not clear and watery, and it does not taste like water.
Although the taste was not comparable to what he had eaten before, it was still good in this environment.
This made Huang Cheng think about the current development of the integration movement?
First of all, judging from their discipline, they are definitely still a bunch of rabble, and they are definitely no better than they were before, and may even be worse.
Then look at the surrounding environment.
Huang Cheng walked around the tent a few times, touching the fabrics of the tents, and suddenly felt confident.
The fabric looks quite thick to the touch, but some of the patches are a bit off-putting.
The patches have not been patched, and many of them look like they have not been patched, but judging from the stitching, they are newly sewn.
I felt cold while I was in coma, so they were probably the fault.
“This integration movement looks like it’s going to be cool!”
If Huang Cheng saw such people under his command, he would assign them to Kazdale for training.
This Tallulah really didn't learn any of the essence of that old black snake. I really don't know where she has learned all these years.
That old black snake told the truth that Huang Cheng didn't hate him that much.
At least when he came to the territory of Cosiche, he gave himself a sufficient ranking. Otherwise, he would not be able to set up his own factory in Ursus.
It's just that his adopted daughter is really not very good at studying, at least she can't manage well.
He knew it just from what Huang Cheng observed.
The integration movement is currently in a confused period.
Moreover, discipline is loose, personnel efficiency is low, and the population may be relatively large. There is a lot of labor force that is not invested in the correct way, and ideological education has not been improved, which is worse than in the plot.
All in all, that's it.
This organization is broken.
I wonder if you had any contact with the guerrillas at this time? If Big Daddy's guerrillas merged with them, then the situation would probably be much better.
Huang Cheng felt that he could stay in this organization for a while, since he wouldn't be able to contact anyone anyway.
It would be better to wait and see if we can contact the inner guards or reach some cities, so that we can have a signal.
Huang Cheng, the emperor's inner guard, is not worried.
The information that he had transformed into a human form should have been conveyed to high-level officials in various countries, and the group of people hiding in the shadows all knew his true identity.
Most of the orders for Ursus aircraft were for the Inner Guards, and he had met some of them.
It's not a big problem. Anyway, I have nothing to do now. I will stay in this organization for a while.
Huang Cheng arranged his clothes and went out of the tent directly.
He saw the camp being built.
"It seems that Tallulah wants to settle down here for a long time. She has done well in this regard. Running away all the time is not a good choice." After Weiwei's comment, Huang Cheng started wandering around the camp.
But what happened next made him unsure about the future of the organization.
The organization was lazier than he thought.
The ones who work hardest here are not the young and middle-aged people, but the old, weak, women and children.
The old, weak, women and Confucian people were doing what they could as much as possible, while the young and middle-aged people next to them were fishing nearby.
Those who play cards, those who brag, those who brag, none of them do anything serious.
There are piles of wooden boards on the ground but they cannot be nailed.
At first he thought it was just a fixed time to rest, but as time went by, they all took a fixed rest there one afternoon.
After I caught one person and asked about it, I found out that those people had always been a group of idlers.
When it's time to eat, you go straight to the meal, throw away your tools and forget about it.
His people nearby also learned what system was currently being implemented in the camp.
Commonly known as unified distribution.
Also known as equal distribution.
Huang Cheng immediately slapped his forehead when he heard about this system. He really wanted to scold Talulah for being such a fool.
How can this system be used in this situation? Isn't this a waste of your own resources?
Tell Tallulah that she doesn't study hard and always thinks about poking that old black snake in the heart.
Nowadays, the management of every organization is in disarray.
Chapter 140 Are you provoking me?
An organization that is a mess has no future.
A strong organization must have beliefs, goals, and its own code of conduct and ideals.
In addition, there must be iron discipline.
From the current point of view, the current integration movement does not even meet these requirements. It is completely a gathering place for people who are dawdling.
Huang Cheng was helping other old, weak, women and children to braid ropes. While helping, he observed the various "cows and horses" in the camp.
"Young man, you must be from a big city. That's not how the rope is woven." The old lady on the side patted Huang Cheng's little head kindly.
Huang Cheng looked down at the old woman's gaze and found that the rope in his hand had turned into a strange thing.
He scratched his head in embarrassment:
"Sorry, I've never done this before. Can you teach me how to do this?"
Huang Cheng is actually a quite peaceful person. He didn't mind the old lady knocking him on the head because he felt there was no malice.
But if it were someone else who touched his head at will, he could be forgiven for being careless. But if it was a malicious thorn in his side, don't blame Huang Cheng for breaking the hand that patted his head.
After watching the old lady's movements several times, Huang Cheng successfully weaved a decent-looking rope.
The old lady shook the rope vigorously and praised Huang Cheng in a slow tone:
"This rope is really good, young man. I didn't expect you to look like a noble and have such good skills. I thought nobles only knew how to eat and sleep."
Huang Cheng said while braiding the rope:
"Actually, it's almost the same. There are always only a few nobles with brains and wisdom. Most people are addicted to money and power and can't extricate themselves."
"I'm sorry, our guards took away the jewelry from you. They often do such bad things. Please don't blame them, noble man!" The old lady got up and wanted to kneel down to ask Huang Cheng for forgiveness.
Huang Cheng hurriedly stopped the old lady's actions and said no, no.
The old lady seemed to have thought of something, and sighed as she said, "It would be great if the nobles in charge of us could be kinder to us. If only they were like you, young man, that would be great."
The old lady seemed to start chatting, telling her what happened in the past.
"The noble who was in charge of us in the area where I lived before was a seemingly very nice noble. He would not increase all kinds of taxes at will."
“And infected people can also survive in his territory. Although they pay a little more tax than ordinary people, they can still survive and will not be sent to the mines to die.
But after the nobleman died and his son took his place, everything changed. "
"The newly appointed noble expelled all of us infected people as soon as he came to power. They sold us to the mines to mine. My children were all sent there, but I had no choice but to escape. Came here.”
"Now I don't know if my child is still alive, but I think he should be dead..."
"In fact, my territory does not exclude infected people. In the territory under my jurisdiction, they can have serious jobs and they will not be sent to the mines." Huang Cheng said.
"Is it true?" Several children and elderly people nearby gathered around.
Looking at Huang Cheng with expectant eyes.
Huang Cheng nodded.
What he said was indeed true.
In the company territory under Huang Cheng's jurisdiction, all infected and non-infected people are treated equally.
Although the infected people are told to take a few extra steps, it is also to protect them and those around them.
In the territory under his jurisdiction, infected people can live a relatively good life, with less dangerous jobs and adequate food. Although the place they live in is indeed not very good, they can at least shelter from the wind and rain.
Compared to other places, the territory under his jurisdiction can be said to be a paradise for the infected.
"After I contact my power, if you want to follow me, you can come with me. I will arrange for you to have regular jobs."
Huang Cheng made a promise to them. They were just a few people. Even if the entire Integration Movement was brought in, he would not blink an eye.
While Huang Cheng was having a heated conversation with everyone, a guard with a scimitar in his hand staggered over.
He walked up to Huang Cheng and thrust a knife directly in front of everyone.
"Hey, isn't this our little noble lord? Why are you having so much fun playing house?"
As soon as the guard opened his mouth, Huang Cheng smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
He frowned slightly.
Is the food in this camp so abundant? There is actually some spare grain to make wine.
Just when Huang Cheng was puzzled, a child about his age next to him answered his doubts.
"You moved the grain out of the granary to exchange for wine again! There wasn't much left in the first place!"
As soon as he said this, the drunken guard pointed the knife heavily at the infected child who dared to speak out.
"So... there is so much food, what's wrong if I eat a little? Without... my protection, how... how can you live a stable life!"
Protect?
Huang Cheng looked at the knife in the guard's hand.