When Wen Rensheng entered the Silver Palace and found the clown, he asked the red ant to continue waiting.
So Gawain is back.
He didn't break his promise.
The cave has been cleaned, and some beds have been set up with canvas as barriers.
The old, weak, sick and disabled were all arranged to rest on beds.
Strong men guarding with guns.
Everything is arranged in an orderly manner.
"Prophet, you are finally back!" The mayor was very happy and gave him a complete hug.
"Yes, you really didn't abandon us." Everyone was happy.
"Have you caught the clown?" someone suddenly asked.
"Sorry, the clown is too well hidden, it will take some time, but we already have his whereabouts, and I believe he will not go unpunished." Gawain apologized.
"It's nothing. This is something only the big shots can care about. As long as we can survive, it will be fine." The mayor quickly comforted him.
Although he also hates clowns very much, he knows better what to do now.
"Prophet, what should we do now?" someone asked earnestly.
It was during the days when Gawain left that everyone truly realized how powerful each other was.
Just the ant army left behind was an eye-opener for them.
If those ants were not there, they would have been attacked by some bandits. Women and children would have been robbed, the old, weak, sick and disabled would have been killed, and gold, silver, jewelry and guns would have been lost.
Although they all know how powerful extraordinary beings are, there is a huge gap between hearing about it and experiencing it for themselves.
Gavin heard everyone's questions, closed his eyes, thought carefully for a while, and then said: "Do more good deeds."
"Do good things? I understand. The prophet wants us to unite. Only by uniting can we survive in the wasteland." The mayor said to everyone.
Gawain smiled. He couldn't say it clearly. If he did, it wouldn't work.
"Do good things?"
Most people don't take it seriously and think it's just management skills.
It's just to fool them into doing good things.
Of course, these people will not deliberately cause trouble, but they will never do anything good, and they will not do anything without any benefit.
It's the end of the world now, and those who only serve others will die the fastest.
There are only a few who are usually very kind, but recently they have suffered a lot because they are unwilling to compete, and they feel aggrieved. After hearing Gavin's words, they feel much calmer.
After all, the prophets said so, the good deeds done in the past will definitely not be in vain.
Gawain looked around the cave, and the mayor arranged an empty bunk for him to rest.
He took the red ants out of his head and stroked them again and again.
"What terrible things have you seen?" he murmured to himself.
He had already felt that there was someone behind Red Ant.
But it doesn't matter, as long as he knows that it is his best friend.
He never regarded red ants as his private property.
The red ant showed him the scene of the clown sleeping.
"I really didn't expect that the person who destroyed the world would be such a person. It's really ridiculous. What the Dongzhou people did was correct. The strong should not live with the weak."
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The next day, five drones found the cave.
"We can provide the opportunity to migrate to a safe place, but you need to take a set of test papers first. Only those who pass the exam will get the opportunity to migrate."
The drone preached to everyone in Chinese.
"We are all human beings. You should have come to save us a long time ago. Don't you have any sense of humanity?" someone couldn't help shouting.
God knows how they spent these days?
Frightened and breathing the radioactive air, many people began to lose their hair, become inflamed, red and swollen, and could not see the sun...
"What destroys you is your own greed and indulgence, your own chaos and unbearableness, your own cruelty and harshness, not us." The drone played back the truth that Wen Rensheng discovered.
The clown lights up the cannon, the clown laughs wildly, the clown sleeps... the whole process.
After everyone watched, the men were silent, the women were in tears, and the children were confused.
"Damn it, is it such a waste? Destroyed our land?" Some people cried with their heads in their arms.
If he had a complete childhood and a complete family, if the boundaries between slums and rich areas were not so clear, if there was more intervention...
In short, if there were any difference, McCann would not have the fate he has today.
However, those ifs are completely useless.
Unless someone can reverse time and travel to the past.
Without giving them much time to vent their emotions, the drone began to hand out test papers, pencils, and erasers.
Even if it's the end of the world, you still have to roll up.
This is a constant theme of mankind.
After getting the test paper and browsing it, everyone was stunned.
"I don't know Chinese, what should I do?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"I asked you to learn before, but if you don't learn, who do you blame?" Some people were disdainful.
"Damn it, we are McCanns, why do we need to learn Chinese? This is unfair!"
"Be quiet, this is migration, and you must pass the language barrier. There is nothing fair or unfair. In the past, when people from Nanzhou came to our McCann, didn't they also have to pass several language proficiency tests?" The mayor came out to maintain order.
As a member of an elite family, he has also been studying since he was a child, so he did not have any kind of happy education - he started learning Chinese when he was three years old, and went to various private schools all the way, and the control was extremely strict.
In the past, he resented his parents, why they couldn't let him be as happy as the blacks, but now, he only felt grateful in his heart.
So he didn't panic at all and wanted to prevent others from causing trouble.
If chaos breaks out and those drones leave, there will be no such chance again.
Everyone knows that continuing to stay is a dead end. It will take at least ten years before McCann can live normally.
For a moment, the cave was filled with the sound of "rustling" writing.
Many people couldn't understand the questions, so they whispered among themselves or tried to copy other people's answers.
The drones ignored this behavior and only occasionally emitted red light, which seemed to be a warning.
"When was the first time you helped someone? What did you do?"
"When was the first time you did something bad? What did you do?"
"When a person is away from parents and relatives, will you violate some bottom lines under the instigation of others? For example, extortion, fights, brawls..."
The mayor understood that this was a moral test.
There are very few things related to talent.
As long as you are a good person and have a good command of Chinese, you can basically pass the test.
This is much easier than McCann’s immigration exam!
In contrast, McCann immigrants not only need to meet high language standards, but also have professional skills, or investment...
That's why a large number of illegal workers smuggle in every year.
If the threshold was not high, they would not need to sneak across.
However, this paper looks simple, but it is not that easy to meet the requirements.
Abide by the regulations, repay kindness, be cautious, and have no intention of harming others... If you meet these four points, you will be able to pass.
It seems simple, but among the hundreds of people in the cave, only one in ten can be completely satisfied.
The mayor thought to himself.
He looked at the drones that were scanning with red light, and soon thought that it might not be long before the cave that had just stabilized would fall into a new round of chaos.
But, what does this have to do with myself?
Wait, it's very relevant.
If he wants to move to Dongzhou, he must be a good person; but if he is a good person, as the mayor, he cannot fail to consider the chaos that will follow.
If you want to leave, you can't be a good person; if you can't be a good person, you can't leave.
