Going back a few days, it was the day after the 'Supply' class supply ship was lost.
The whole city of Seattle is in chaos. There are many sentries, military police are rampant, and the citizens are panicked. Only Zhou Qingfeng continues to walk around the city like a normal person - Alibaba will not leave in a hurry even if he enters the treasure house of the Forty Thieves, right?
Uncle Zhou has to stay for a few more days even if he is so shameless.
However, after arriving in Seattle from Boise, Zhou Qingfeng was surrounded by the Franklin family's wife and daughter. These two women stuck to Uncle Zhou like honey. As a result, Rachel, whose relationship had improved slightly, returned to him with a cold face.
Keep distance.
The two women from the Franklin family were well-known within the brotherhood, and Zhou Qingfeng had no interest in them. But they insisted on following, and Zhou Qingfeng had nothing to do. He could only use the excuse of fulfilling his clergy obligations, being shameless and considerate.
Go to Rachel's charity event.
The married woman continued to make public charitable donations in Seattle, but her voice was much smaller and her attitude was much more sincere. She no longer gave speeches or anything like that, but planned to build a long-term relief organization relying on the church. Uncle Zhou was responsible for it.
Make complaints…….
"An aid agency should be an organization that has strict supervision and can make a small profit. Aid cannot be used to train lazy people, let alone 'big men'. We should take measures to encourage people who are able to work, and provide work instead of relief.
the best.
Even if some jobs are not in line with the wishes of the recipients, they must be enforced. The basic principle of rescue is that "labor creates people". If it doesn't work, let people farm the land. In short, they can't be too leisurely. Don't let the relief become some people.
The means of getting rich are not allowed to let the Virgin Bitch get in."
Rachel deliberately found a quiet corner near the church to discuss the rules and regulations of the rescue organization with several priests. When she saw Zhou Qingfeng running over, she pretended not to see him, neither welcoming nor rushing. But as soon as Uncle Zhou came up, he
She spent a long time writing the organization formation regulations and blasted them.
"Why do you write so many beautiful wishes? You are not making a report, you are implementing the details."
"If you only write about your efforts and don't write about your rewards, it is destined to not last long."
"Don't think too much about human nature. Sometimes holding a big stick can actually better 'reach a consensus'."
Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's nonsense, the two women from the Franklin family behind him immediately applauded and expressed their admiration, thinking that what he said couldn't be better - an amazing idea!
Several priests involved in the preparatory organization were stunned - are these really saints and saints? These are clearly devils and angels.
Only Rachel dared to give Zhou Qingfeng a cold look and was too lazy to pay attention to this raving lunatic. She continued to build the rescue organization she wanted according to her own ideas. However, the two women of the Franklin family seemed to be interested in this organization as well.
I got interested and came together to come up with ideas.
Zhou Qingfeng was excluded but found temporary relief. He walked out of the church alone, walked a few hundred meters along the street outside, and casually walked into a roadside coffee shop.
It was broad daylight, and there weren't many people in the store. The waiter came up to ask what he needed, but after Zhou Qingfeng sat down, he asked, "Can you chat with me casually?"
The waiter was a thick-set white man. He was obviously just an ordinary person and failed to recognize Zhou Qingfeng's identity. For the sake of a large tip, he brought Zhou Qingfeng a cup of instant coffee and a plate of cake, and sat down
Opposite Zhou Qingfeng.
"I haven't seen an Asian for a long time." The tall waiter lit a cigarette and said.
"Why? Are they all dead?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"Many died, and the rest fled to some unknown area." The waiter shrugged, indicating that he didn't know much about it either.
"But I should be able to come back now, right? There are more job opportunities, abundant supplies, and society is stable." Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"Hehehe..." The waiter still shook his head. He blew out a cigarette and said: "Apartheid, competition for survival, reproduction crisis. This is what the government promotes. In fact, it is not only Asians, but also African Americans and Hispanics.
, they were all expelled.
The government said at first that this was to give priority to white people, but in fact, white people were divided into different classes in the end. I believed the propaganda at first, and only a small number of people could get priority."
“Seattle desegregated?”
"It's not just Seattle, the entire fraternity is like this. This is some kind of unspoken rule, a rule that is not public but does exist."
The words of the messenger revealed a lot of information. In order to survive in the nuclear winter, the Brotherhood of Steel, which is dominated by white people, decided without hesitation to allocate all resources to white people as much as possible. Other races became inferior people and were excluded.
outer.
Unorganized African Americans and Hispanics were quickly expelled or enslaved. Asians had better abilities and better organization, but their numbers were too small, so they either fled or were marginalized.
However, this policy did not benefit all white people. When power and resources began to be concentrated, this trend became irreversible. No one would easily share everything they had with others, and the result was that white people began to oppress white people.
The waiter sighed: "Everything in the city belongs to a certain big shot, even this coffee shop. Ten percent of the rich and powerful control ninety percent of the wealth, and those high-ranking rulers have also made laws to prohibit the bottom.
People challenge their authority.”
The gap between rich and poor and the solidification of classes.
Zhou Qingfeng scratched his chin. This situation has always existed before the catastrophe. It is a characteristic of the United States. In comparison, flower growers are much better. At least they go to a good university and find a good job without the recommendation of a certain congressman.
letter.
"Do you have a gun?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.
The waiter casually lifted his shirt, revealing a .38-caliber revolver at his waist.
"Want to resist?"
"I just have a gun, but the government has cannons."
This time Qingfeng and the waiter both laughed and smiled bitterly.
The waiter continued: "It was like this in the past, and it is like this now, and it has even intensified. At least in the past, I could still find a woman who was willing to marry me, but now I can't even find a woman. A man in power can easily have a bunch of mistresses, but
There is no brothel on the ground floor.
This society is sick, but few people are willing to change it. You know? I hate the Aurora Legion, because the legion’s trade helps the Brotherhood stabilize its rule. Originally, there were still people who wanted to stand up and resist because they couldn’t live a better life, but now
As life gets better, fewer people are willing to work hard.
And the church has started to lie to people again. For a while, no one listened to the priest's lies, and now people are going to the church to pray. They are really a bunch of ignorant and ignorant people."
Perhaps it was Zhou Qingfeng’s special status as an Asian that made the waiter start talking. When he got excited, he pounded the table hard and loudly vented his dissatisfaction with society and the government. After hearing all his complaints, Zhou Qingfeng walked out silently.
Coffee shop. Outside the shop, Wen Tianyu was waiting for him.
"What this guy said makes some sense and reflects the true thoughts of the bottom of society. However..., go notify the police in Seattle that there is an anti-government activist here.
His thoughts are too dangerous, too dangerous." Zhou Qingfeng walked out of the coffee shop and said to Wen Tianyu, "I don't like this kind of person either, he is out of control."
Wen Tianyu was stunned, glanced at the tall waiter in the coffee shop who was clearing the dining table, and wrote down his appearance.
Zhou Qingfeng looked at Wen Tianyu again, "You have something to do with me?"
Wen Tianyu Li Zhenghui reported: "You asked me to investigate the status of the Masonic Navy ships. I would like to give you a preliminary report, especially on the situation of the aircraft carrier."