They got off the bus and walked through the gate of the Military and Political Building to the canteen. They heard a group of people shouting
"Why did you seal off the city and not let us go out? Do you know how much money we lose if we don't work?"
"Protest, protest, give reasons, you can't make decisions at will."
"We pay for the mercenaries ourselves. Now that they can't work, where do they get their daily money?"
"You only care about your official reputation and don't care about the lives of us businessmen."
"Either lift the ban or pay compensation."
The explosion-proof soldiers held up their shields, expressionlessly blocking the people outside the door, without saying a word.
They had no way of speaking out their grievances, saying that there were many insect people outside, and that the businessmen who only cared about immediate profits thought that the military wanted to monopolize the resources.
What are they thinking? If the military wanted to monopolize the business, they would not have given the mining rights to the businessmen in the first place.
Seeing that the number of protesters was increasing, Hu Ping tiptoed to the soldiers guarding the gate and asked, "Is the city closed? Why?"
The soldier nodded, his face grim.
He replied, "Insect man."
The students have been outside for most of the day and should know the situation outside, which is not optimistic.
In the past two days, the miners have already delayed their progress due to bad weather.
The government and the military can understand their feelings.
But no matter how urgent it is, we can't let them go.
The crowd was outraged, and the public relations person stepped out to persuade them. He was quite young, and tried to speak in a kind tone.
"Don't worry, we have found many traces of insect people here. It will be very dangerous if you go out now. If you go out now, we will come back to rescue you. You don't want to be in danger..."
The more he said this, the less sympathetic the miners became.
It sounds empty and pretentious, more like a perfunctory rhetoric to them.
When is Huang Yangxing not in danger? They risk their lives to come here, isn't it because of the interests at stake?
The military was unable to provide accurate data and it was difficult to convince the miners.
Miners want to make money and miners need to work. If they don't work, they will starve to death.
Public relations people try their best to convince these businessmen but they are defeated.
Su Xiaocai said to the instructor: "Have people outside the city ever come back?" The severe weather with a large-scale disastrous nature occurred two days ago.
The miners who stayed in Huangyang Star all had some capital. They had no shortage of mechas and mercenaries, and had a certain ability to protect themselves.
It’s been two days. Have those who stayed outside come back?
"What if none of them come back?"
As soon as Su Xiaocai gave him a little reminder, the instructor immediately came to his senses. He strode forward, passed the public relations officer, and asked the crowd gathered here, "Do any of you know any miners or workers who have gone out and haven't come back?"
The faces of several miners changed and they felt guilty.
If they didn't follow them out, they would naturally avoid a lot of danger. Now that their subordinates were gone, they could just reorganize the team and go out.
Soldier: "You must tell the truth. Have your people ever come back?"
The angry crowd fell silent for a moment, unconsciously showing panic.
"Why are those mercenaries you hired at a high price nowhere to be seen?" a protesting miner questioned the miner next to him.
"It's strange that they didn't come back?" The miner's voice became louder. "Whose miners and mercenaries come back after two days? They signed an agreement and can only come back after they have mined enough."
The PR finally knew how to control the situation. "What about those who have been away for more than a week? Have you come back? Have they contacted you?"
Most of the miners and mercenaries were alone, and no one cared about their life or death. If they did not come back, not many people would notice.
But when your eyes are drawn to those people, their presence is so strong.
Many familiar faces were indeed missing.
The protesters were speechless after a series of questions.
"No one has come back, right? We respect those who still have the courage to go out."
The public relations department is no longer in a passive position and has a tough attitude, requiring those who stay here to protest to first board the plane with the information of their missing subordinates.
After hearing this, the miner immediately slipped out of the crowd and ran away.
Huangyangxing has a special law that if a miner who owns the right to develop Huangyangxing's mineral resources has subordinates missing for more than one month, they will be treated as dead.
Compensation to the family and search fees are required.
The search money is like a guarantee. If the person is found, the money will be given as a bonus to the person who searched for the missing person.
Many miners want to avoid paying the money, so they conceal the fact that people are missing.
Asking them to pay this money now would undoubtedly be like tearing their hearts out.
As a result, the miners who had gathered to protest scattered like birds and beasts.
The remaining miners are not very capable.
Soon after, there was no one at the gate of the Military and Political Building.
"Master, I think you would be great as a public relations officer." He always hits people's pain points, making them uncomfortable but unable to refute.
"I'm not suitable. I can only poke people's pain points. For example, you, an unfilial disciple, snatched my chicken leg. Don't call me master. I didn't give you much as a filial piety, but you are very good at snatching my food." Su Xiaocai knocked away the fork that Wu Qingqing secretly extended to her.
The environment at Huangyangxing is poor, and the food provided is scarce. People cannot eat enough, so they can only take nutritional supplements.
Each person is given one chicken leg. If you want to eat more, you can't buy it even if you pay.
Wu Qingqing was disappointed. "You have vacuum-braised beef for meatballs. What's wrong with giving me some chicken legs?"
"Not very good." Su Xiaocai picked up the chicken leg and bit off a large piece of meat.
Wu Qingqing turned to look at the chicken drumstick on Feng Wansha's plate, "Instructor, we just shared the score of killing a bug man. How do we calculate the score?"
"What score does being an insect killer count for? We are just giving some encouragement to the students who remain on the mechanical planet."
student:"……"
The students who were still training on the Mechanical Planet saw the score changes of the team that went to Huangyang Planet.
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