6kv Chapter 153 The Meteorite Landed, The Front-End Battlefield Of Cherry Blossoms And Kimchi!
Chapter 153 The Meteorite Landed, The Front-End Battlefield Of Cherry Blossoms And Kimchi!
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Hearing this order, they panicked!
"What? Those who stay in place after three minutes will be wiped out by artillery fire?"
"Fucking three minutes, can we still disappear out of thin air like those people?"
"Disappeared in thin air! Yes, there is a problem with this slave contract! It must be its problem!"
"Sign the contract, what are you still doing! Bring the ink pad to me!"
"Wipe, don't grab it, my inkpad! Go pick it up on the ground yourself!!"
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A group of Survivors from the Sakura Kingdom are the same as the mob.
Fight each other!
Just to be able to grab the ink pad and let myself leave here alive.
As for being a slave, or what.
It's better than dead!
It's better than being blown to death by these gunfire!
This is their voice at the moment.
As everyone knows.
After they arrived at the industrial base, they really couldn't do it even if they wanted to die!
After signing the contract, where is the 996, nothing to rest?
They need to go to work forever without tissues.
Especially in these years, they want to build a building with an area larger than the total land area of Long Kingdom!
Well, not all of them.
Even if it is one-tenth of the construction, they are probably all exhausted.
After Su Yang collected the slaves who completed the three thousand homes.
From the bottom of my heart, I asked Yukako Harunakura:
"On your side, how many engineers and technicians have signed the slave contract?"
In the face of Su Yang's inquiry.
Haruka Yukako suddenly woke up from her doze.
Hastily reported:
"Four million before I dozed off."
"After dozing off, don't know, but there should be a little more."
"Um...too tired, sorry, master."
Hearing Haruka Yukako's apology, Su Yang ignored it.
Instead, directly explain:
"Finish as soon as possible, there is still half an hour."
"The ones who are done now, I will take them away first!"
After Su Yang finished speaking, the prison head moved again.
The more than four million engineers and technical workers were all received by Su Yang in the slave space.
Industrial Foundation!
The seven Jin Qingli sisters looked at the sudden appearance of millions of workers.
A little overwhelmed for a while:
"My lord, did you really send millions of workers?"
"Wow! My lord, this is too powerful!"
"Who said it wasn't!"
"Quickly give them work and keep them busy!"
"receive!"
The seven Jin Qingli sisters communicated in their hearts.
About to organize groups.
The effort of turning around.
The number of people doubled again!
This scene of mountains and seas of people.
The three Jin Qingli sisters were really scared!
Especially when they learned that the total number of people here exceeded seven million.
They almost died in situ with excitement!
Fathers develop their management skills.
After telling them, they will be the managers.
But didn't tell them either.
They will manage seven million people in the future!
This averages out.
The management quantity of one person is one million!
"Quick! Hurry up and group!"
"Every hundred people form a small engineering team and a team leader! A project manager comes out of a team leader!"
"Out of every ten project managers, give me one person in charge!"
"Out of every one hundred people in charge, there will be a chief engineer!"
"The candidate for the chief engineer shall be selected from the engineers of the three thousand institutes."
"And, except for the family engineers of Sansenin's family and Haruka Yukako's family, all the slaves' working hours must be 18 and a half hours!"
"In the third phase, the original price and the family engineers of Haruka Yukako's family also have to work 16 hours, otherwise they will be obliterated by the rules."
"Above all, within 30 minutes, you'd better form groups nearby!"
Jin Qingli's voice rang in the ears of these seven million people.
Listen to Jin Qingli's order.
They trembled from the bottom of their hearts.
panic!
"What's the situation? Make us work eighteen and a half hours a day?"
"What a joke! The slave contract we signed only allowed us to work sixteen hours. How could she increase the working hours without permission!"
"We want a complaint! Strike!"
"We have millions of people here! What are you afraid of! Strike!"
"That's right! Their management can't do this. They work eighteen and a half hours a day. We can't keep going!"
"Human rights! We want human rights!"
The group of slaves roared wildly.
They want to swear their human rights by going on strike.
Reduce working hours.
But Qingli didn't care about it at all.
Even the people who entered the exclusive living space for slaves before showed their hearts to watch the excitement:
"They actually want to go on strike!"
"It's funny, what do they think they are?"
"Come on, let's go on strike! At that time, they will know what it feels like to feel the fear that rises from the bottom of their hearts.
"Wait a minute, I guess everyone will be quiet, right?"
As they said, they didn't dare to sit idle with their work.
They have to devote almost all their energy to work, otherwise, they will not be able to complete the work hours.
At least you have to be whipped!
If it is much worse, even less than 16 hours, it will be executed directly!
They still want to live.
I don't want to be tortured to the end and executed in a very painful state.
"Buzz!"
The entire industrial base seemed to vibrate.
Millions of slaves felt a sense of suffocation from the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, the God of Death's scythe bound them in place.
Can't break free.
Can't move.
The fear of death made their pupils dilate.
Premonition of death!
This feeling.
It lasted for ten seconds.
Let them feel the pain thoroughly!
"call!"
"call!"
"call!"
After the hour of death is over.
All the resisting slaves lowered their heads, panting heavily.
They couldn't believe it.
This is what they experienced.
All in all.
It's all horrible!
"...Quick! Hurry up! Group!"
"Time waits for no one! I want to join a group, who will be the group leader!"
"I'm the team leader, come quickly! Come quickly!"
"Everyone, take action! Huddle together nearby! Don't ink, everyone will be slaves working together in the future!"
"Yes, yes, everyone is a slave!"
A sound of urging came out of their spontaneous mouths.
Jin Qingli looked at the appearance of these slaves.
I still don't understand.
It's the gods, and God's punishment has been sent to them!
Look at the misty high sky.
Jin Qingli secretly prayed in her heart:
Lord God, we will work hard.
So, we must be able to reunite with our mother before the end of the world, right?
The words are divided into two ends.
real world.
The junction of kimchi country and fresh country!
A large number of soldiers gathered!
"Come on!"
"Rush over!"
"Loot all their granaries!"
"Everything here is ours!"
"For survival!"
"For His Majesty! His Majesty Onboard!"
"His Majesty onboard!"
Groups of small cherry blossoms rushed forward instead.
Let the soldiers of pickle country go behind.
It's just that they didn't notice.
The little pickles charging behind them.
Not only did he not try his best to kill Korean soldiers.
Instead, he fired a black gun.
One by one, the soldiers of the Sakura Country fell under the guns of the soldiers of the Kimchi Country.
"puff!"
"Ba Ga Road!"
"Back, black guns from behind!"
"This group of little pickles, they are attacking us with Xian Guo!"
"Damn it! Little Kimchi!"
"His Majesty...in the sky, what is that?"
One by one, the soldiers stopped the weapons that kept firing bullets in their hands and raised their heads.
look to the sky.
I saw the sky above.
A beam of red light.
It fell from the sky.
These beams of light range from far to near.
From small to large!
Getting closer!
I don't know who yelled:
"Meteorite! A meteorite has fallen from the sky!!!"
"Doomsday, the star hit the earth!"
"Run away, run away!"
"The comet hit the earth ahead of time! Kasang! Dosang! Emperor Biga!"
"Smecta! Retreat!"