When it comes to grabbing profits, consortiums can always show wisdom and creativity that surpass human beings.
In just a few words, the general structure of this shelter has been sketched. At the same time, countless actuaries in their various family industries have already begun to calculate inputs and outputs.
This will be an unprecedented project!
It will also be a project with unprecedented benefits!
refuge!
There, everyone will create value for them, and they enjoy a superior life and grab greater benefits than usual!
That is to say...
"It should have been discovered long ago that the arrival of this god is not a danger, but an opportunity!" Mr. Roosevelt said with a smile on his face: "Only the stupid Daxia would confront the gods head-on."
"Smart people like us should seize the opportunity. No matter what happens, we should turn it into our own opportunity to gain more benefits!"
"General Mike, I really have to say, you are really a genius!" Mr. Roosevelt raised his glass of wine towards General Mike with admiration on his face: "I thought you were as stupid as those people."
"But I didn't expect that just after I came back, I showed my amazing ability and discovered an opportunity with such huge profits!"
"You take second place, I'm convinced now!"
Others were also full of praise: "Yes, General Mike is indeed the next generation representative of the Rockefeller family."
"It's amazing that the old man can educate this successor! The Rockefeller family is so lucky."
"I can believe that General Mike will lead us to glory in the future!"
"When the old man retires in a few years, General Mike, you will be our number one! I approve with both hands!"
Top spot!
At this moment, all the consortium representatives looked at General Mike with eyes full of admiration.
Originally, many of them were quite disgusted with General Mike, not only because as soon as he came back, he directly became the second in command due to his status as the old man's son.
It's even more because General Mike's thoughts seem to be incompatible with them.
But this time, I was convinced!
General Mike put forward such a constructive idea, which was equivalent to guiding them in a new direction!
Their family business will skyrocket under the crisis that the gods have descended upon!
Even the old man sitting in the top spot looked at General Mike with pride and gratification at this moment, changing his previous coldness.
General Mike had a smile on his face.
At least, this time, he saved some citizens!
but……
"As for the land...can we try to keep some of it?" General Mike continued: "You know, food production..."
"It's okay, we can do soilless cultivation in the shelter, or we can raise chickens, ducks and geese underground!" Mr. Roosevelt shook his head disapprovingly: "What are you leaving the land for? Those who don't have money to go to the shelter, they
I’ll figure it out on my own.”
Mr. Carnegie also smiled: "Yes, if we still protect some land, the attractiveness of the refuge will instantly decrease, which will affect our profits."
"Why, do you care about those who can't bring us value? You're not as stupid as Daxia, are you?"
General Mike still wanted to fight for it, and then said: "But there are countless resources in this land..."
"So, in the next three months, we will do our best to mine!" Mr. Carnegie smiled: "Even, we can also mine destructively! When it is time to blow up mountains, we should chop down trees."
"Anyway, when the gods come, this land will be submerged by the sea water. Even if Daxia repels the gods and the sea water recedes, the buildings will have been flattened, and the thick silt will cover everything and turn it into a saline-alkali land.
It remains to be seen whether it will be rebuilt by then."
A lady also shook her red wine glass and said with a smile: "General Mike, do you know how many resources and how much it costs to defend a land from the gods!"
"No matter how strong Little John and Little Nicole are, they are only two people!"
"It's impossible for us to build the Great Wall of Steel!"
"And if we are to guard the shelter, we only need to guard the entrance and exit of the shelter!"
"With the strength of all of us, it is possible to guard an entrance from the gods! We can turn that entrance into an iron wall!"
"No matter what, we buy the God-killing Mecha from Daxia at a high price. We don't need too many. A hundred of them can completely guard the entrance and exit!"
General Mike wanted to say something else, but subconsciously said: "But Daxia has never given up even the slightest bit of land, we..."
But the old man sitting in the front seat shook his head slightly and said softly: "Okay, Mike, the idea of a shelter is a good one, don't think about anything else."
As soon as these words came out, General Mike could only shut up.
The representatives of the consortium excitedly discussed the profit points of the shelter, and they were pleasantly surprised to find that there were too many places where they could make a profit.
"We can even spend high prices to gather all the resources on the market and move them into shelters to stockpile them."
"They must think they've made a profit."
"When they all live in the shelter, we will increase the price for inflation. That is, a bottle of water charged for 5 cents will be sold for 5 dollars!"
"By the time……"
"By the way, we must also ensure that everyone who comes in has no weapons and ask them to hand in their weapons. The security personnel must also be paid well, and weapons and equipment must be strictly controlled."
"Also, some skilled workers and technical talents, even if they can't get $10,000, can still get a discount, and even their family members can get some credit... After all, they are the ones who create value for us."
"But for those old, weak, sick and disabled people who can't afford ten thousand US dollars and have little ability to work..."
While listening to the conversation of these people, General Mike tried his best to smile with joy, making himself look as happy as them because of the huge benefits that were about to come.
but.
A flame is burning in General Mike's heart!
Shelter Project!
This represents huge benefits.
But it also means that the free country gave up its land!
All the land!
This land where humans have lived for hundreds of years, this land that carries countless laughter and hope!
From then on, the citizens of the Free Country could only live in the damp underground, fearful in the shelter that never saw the light of day!
Breathe the dirty air and drink the recycled water extracted from the excrement.
Work hard for the consortium in exchange for bread and steamed buns, and even pay high rent for a bed to sleep on!
Home?
Leaving aside the wealthy people, how can there be any family among the people at the bottom?
There is only the smell of feet and sweat, in a dormitory crowded with dozens of people!
How can a family of three still laugh there?
Even some lower-class citizens who couldn't afford a $10,000 ticket and had no professional labor skills were abandoned!
What they want is someone of value.
Those who are worthless are not even qualified to enter the shelter!
but……
At least some citizens can still stay alive in shelters!
Although there is no dignity in living, but at least alive!
General Mike felt like his chest was being choked by a tight breath, and he could only continue to comfort himself. However, images of the tragic deaths of the people who could not enter the shelter kept appearing in his mind. The expressions facing the huge waves were full of panic and despair.
Those abandoned, those old, weak, sick and disabled who have no value in the eyes of the consortium...
Even when the gods came, Daxia didn't give up any land!
Don't give up an inch of ground!
The people of Daxia also fought tooth and nail to protect their homeland, and in exchange, 140 million people stood on that land with dignity and laughed in the sunshine.
Behind the city wall, students were running around in the playground and reading aloud in the classroom.
After office workers are tired, they can open a bottle of beer at home, lie on the sofa and watch a movie with their wives in their arms, or have fun with their pet children.
And the people of free countries...
"I'm sorry, this is my best effort..." General Mike took a sip of red wine. When he put down the glass, he once again put on the same happy smile as the other consortium representatives.
