From the overseer's endless sycophants, Deathbell gets a detailed answer: where are well-informed bars, where are good brothels, where are high-end restaurants.Regardless of whether Su Ming, who asked the question, wanted to know or not, the overseer said it enthusiastically, without reservation.And after getting a can of food as a thank you, the strong man offered a lot of good and obedient words, but Su Ming had already taken Liana away in the steam.The overseer was very class-conscious, and Strangled told the host that even if the two walked away, he respectfully watched the two leave with a smile, and only then did he wave a whip dipped in salt water to drive the tools to work.It's just that his smile is extremely stiff, like a mask that can be changed at any time, it comes and goes too fast, and he doesn't seem to have a mind of his own, just numbly running the rules of the bosses."
Steampunk cities are like that, and the biggest difference between them and cyberpunk is the mental outlook."
Su Ming walked in the rugged alleys, and from time to time he would encounter horizontal copper pipes and airways, which was very inconvenient to walk around, so he chatted with the students by the way."
It's because of the lack of chemical bliss and electronic bliss."
The secret guest also understands it very well, after all, he is also a supreme mage: "I can see that the lower-class workers here don't have any leisure activities at all, and they even forget that they are human beings, and they have completely become tools. ”In the cyberpunk world, Leyana had seen it, and Ciri had taken her to a place called Night City to play.Although the company dog there is also a sad existence of the oppressed labor, at least after work, it can numb itself with all kinds of drugs and Mewtwo, get spiritual comfort, and the choice of entertainment is far more than the number of choices here.The teacher is right that the more choices there are, the happier people are."
The tools of obedience are cultivated, such as the children of obedient working parents, and their children will be equally docile, so that from generation to generation, the final breeding result is these tools that do not even need their own names.As for those who do not obey, they are on the railroad tracks. ”Su Ming nodded, and walked towards the new city with the secret guest, this city cobbled together by countless land high-altitude platforms resembled an irregular 'Tian' shape, and the bustling area was close to its central area.Of course, the living environment is linked to money, and the richer you are, the better the living environment, which is the same in many worlds.But here, only the rich can get a little education, the poor or the tools are not qualified, they only need to work.If you want to inquire about things in the wilderness outside the city, you must at least ask someone who is educated."
It sounds like American farmers raising black slaves."
Liana smiled, she looked up at the sky, but through the narrow alley, all she could see was steam, and the sky was a slightly brighter slit."
The workers here are essentially slaves, but in a different way."
Knell said with a smile, and shook his head: "Looking at it this way, I am so good to the alien workers of Wilson's enterprise that I actually give them broth once a week, and suddenly I feel like a good virgin." ”This is talking about the Star Wars world, and Wilson Enterprises is doing some work as a 'state-owned enterprise' in the Galactic Empire."
Hehe, teacher, you are good, we are all good people."
The secret doesn't think a broth is a big deal, and there's nothing wrong with treating friendly docile aliens with a little sweetness.Killing a group of disobedient people, co-opting a group of obedient people, and suppressing a group of people who ride the wall are all differentiation strategies taught by teachers.The master and apprentice talked and laughed and walked in the steamy city, the air was filled with the smell of rust and moisture, and soon, the road under their feet became wide and smooth.Even if the fog was still hazy in front of them, they knew they were approaching the next area.When a warm breeze blew in their faces, blowing away the unsightly steam, a bare brass-colored plaza appeared in front of the two of them.In the center of the square is not a monument, not a fountain, not a flower bed or a meadow, but a huge copper blast furnace that runs through the ground, and around this furnace, people come and go nearby.Although the people here were slightly better dressed and had shoes, their expressions and eyes were numb, and everyone was in a hurry, repeating similar things.Walk out of the steam of one alley and disappear into another alley that makes up for the steam.There was no one to play in the square, and if there was anything more to the slums than before, it was probably a lot more guards in brass cuirass and armed with arquebuses and scimitars.They roamed the square with great force, and even if there was nothing to see, they kept urging passers-by to speed up.On the walls, you can see some exaggerated prints in the style of the industrial era, with titles such as 'The city needs you!'
’, 'Workers, speed up production!'
’, 'more work, less thought' and other beautiful propaganda."
It seems that there are skilled workers living nearby, and compared to the laborers who lived in the periphery before, at least they may know some words and need to use some brainwashing methods."
Su Ming crossed the square with the girl, and the destination had to move on, there were no commercial facilities around, just various factories, which were not worth noting."
The painting is good, it's quite contemporary."
The secret guest glanced at the engravings hanging on the brass walls around the square, and she stroked the broken hair that fell from her forehead: "But I'm now a little interested in who rules the city." ”"Then you will definitely be disappointed when you see it, because you are a capitalist with a fat brain, if you want to see it, wait until you go back to 40k Earth, go to the TVA and teleport to Victorian London."
Speaking of this, Su Ming seemed to suddenly remember something, and raised his eyebrows at the girl: "By the way, don't forget to watch the British performance of children drilling chimneys, which is the program that can best reflect the social customs of capital." ”"Uh, that doesn't sound like a good show."
The secret guest was a little confused by the teacher's words, but the girl knew that the things that could be called good programs by this man were often dark.After passing through the square, even though both of them were hanging revolvers, the guards did not mean to stop them, but watched them with a smile on their faces as they made their way to the central area, very polite and friendly.After passing through some passages that were much more spacious and could be called streets, the master and apprentice successfully arrived at a market, a market in the true sense of the word.Here, the first thing the secret guest sees is all kinds of people being trafficked, and they are really being sold as tools, and they don't even need a cage for slaves, which is so convenient.The vendors here are expressionless, spitting on their products and even blushing with the neighboring vendors to make their voices louder.The secret guest let out a small breath and relaxed, and she looked at the bar that the overseer had said, and said to the teacher, "At last I can see people who look like living people, and this world is really enough." ”