Wasteland Development Diary.

Chapter 536 Free Army Re-employment
After Zhou Yi finished negotiating with the other party, he turned to Zhang Zhi, who was waiting for the results, and said, "The cost of campaigning is very high, so I invited the Legal Front. They will be your sponsors this time, and our company will mainly be responsible for providing relevant intelligence."

Zhang Zhi nodded: "I'll do whatever you say."

"Let me be upfront about the unpleasant things: we may try to push it away, but success is not guaranteed. There are too many unpredictable factors involved."

Zhou Yi first gave the other party a heads-up.

"clear."

Zhang Zhi remained calm: "There's no such thing as a sure thing in this kind of thing, but if there's an opportunity, I'd like to give it a try."

Two hours later.

Vivian arrived in Emerald City by private jet. Accompanying her was a self-propelled intelligent wheelchair.

"Mr. Zhou, please allow me to introduce you. This is the high monk Mokong, who is also one of the Dharma advisors."

"Mokon's research direction is to deeply connect the power of electromechanical life, which is similar to the cultivation process. However, it belongs to another direction, which is the complete connection at the level of electromechanical cities, attempting to promote the construction of a completely unified electromechanical nation."

The electronic eye on the smart wheelchair emitted a red light: "Hello Mr. Zhou, your groundbreaking project has greatly interested several of our advisors... May I ask who Mr. Zhang Zhi is?"

The young man in the leather jacket next to Zhou Yi glanced at him.

Seeing Zhou Yi nod, he then spoke up: "I am Zhang Zhi."

"Hello Mr. Zhang, I need to confirm some details with you regarding the election process..."

"If you don't mind, please sit in my chair. This will make it easier for me to collect your body data and make the measurements more accurate."

So Zhang Zhi sat in his wheelchair and began to talk with the high monk.

Zhou Yi had an impression of Mo Kong.

The high priest was among those criticizing the Key Program when it was being attacked by the mechatronic city. His main argument was that the program would disrupt the existing mechatronic social order and reduce trust and solidarity among mechatronic beings.

In fact, what they said is not wrong.

However, the emergence of any new thing is accompanied by both positive changes and negative risks.

The key allows electromechanical life to be more self-reliant, to break free from existing agreements, and to have more individual freedom, but it also reduces the brick-and-mortar stability of electromechanical society.

You can't have everything.

Zhou Yi thought to himself that the high priest was indeed the most unique profession in the life of electromechanical engineers.

He has met two so far. Juemingzi is engaged in technological research through reincarnation, while the one before him, Mokong, is working to promote national integration through electromechanical cities.

This group is indeed looking for a way out for the entire electromechanical life.

Vivian, who was standing nearby, then said, "Mr. Zhou, you mentioned earlier that the company was going to send a professional. I wonder if that's the case?"

"it's him."

Zhou Yi pointed to the side.

Now wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a doctor's white coat, Canghai Jun greets everyone with a polite smile: "Hello, I am Canghai Jun, a psychiatrist at Maria Hospital and also the company's psychiatric consultant."

Vivian looked at him with her smooth, silver face: "Hello, I have many questions for you."

"The entire training..."

These two started to be discussed.

Leave professional tasks to professionals.

Zhou Yi, feeling relaxed and carefree, sat by the French windows, leisurely sipping the bamboo leaf tea that Yuanxiao had brewed.

Another person who couldn't get involved was Song Xian.

He walked over to Zhou Yi and pulled up a chair for him: "May I sit next to you?"

"random."

Zhou Yi nodded.

He didn't dislike this cheerful, long-haired young man.

Song Xian sat down beside him and asked with some curiosity, "Mr. Zhou, why are you helping us?"

“We’ve only just met, and you’ve already given us such a huge gift… The Free Army has been fighting for this goal for nearly a century… You’ve helped us reach the top in one step, which can be said to have directly changed the fate of the Free Army and mutants.”

Zhou Yi took a sip of tea: "It's not about reaching the top in one step."

"If you hadn't actively saved yourselves, if Wu Gang and Zhang Zhi hadn't resisted, if you hadn't continued to work and gather mutants to expand your influence over the years, there would be no Free Army today, and you wouldn't have come to me. None of this would exist."

"God helps those who help themselves."

“One of the reasons I’m helping you is because you’ve shown your abilities, and I have faith in you.”

“Someone has to act in someone else’s place, so why not let someone respected and trusted by mutants go up? At least Zhang Zhi is truly speaking out and standing up for mutants.”

He thought to himself silently.

I can't exactly tell you that I originally just grabbed someone to check things out, but things went wrong and ended up creating an empty space.

We must get a new agent.

It was somewhat of a coincidence.

A hint of admiration appeared in Song Xian's eyes: "Your courage and decisiveness are truly rare in this world. Perhaps only someone like you could create such a behemoth as the Wasteland Development Company..."

"Mr. Zhou, do you think there is any hope for us in the future?"

"Yes, I have."

"Hope is something you create yourself, not something you wait for. Aren't you Free Army people proof of that?"

Zhou Yi looked into the distance; the Dead Sea was shrouded in thick fog, obscuring the path ahead.

But as long as the light is strong enough, it can penetrate these obstacles and illuminate the way ahead.

"It's all about human effort." Zhou Yi smiled at him. "Let's all work harder in our respective fields."

After listening, Song Xian nodded solemnly: "I will remember your teachings."

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, a significant portion of our Free Army has gradually settled in Fanyun City. Do you need any manpower? Our brothers over there are eager to come and work here."

He began to vividly recommend himself: "Most of the brothers of the Free Army have suffered a lot, their bodies have been subjected to pain from light-emitting organs, they have been imprisoned in various towns, and some have been used for live experiments. Having escaped all this way, they cherish their current free life very much. They are definitely more hardworking and resilient than most people."

Zhou Yi asked in confusion, "Don't mutants produce radiation? Won't their settlement in Fanyun City pose a threat to the local ordinary people?"

"However, as long as you take the medicine every day, you can suppress the rejection."

Song Xian explained, "Don't worry about that. The Free Army has grown stronger and stronger because it has a whole set of experiences learned from its failures. As long as you take the anti-alienation powder, you can suppress the light-nano organs, keep them stable, and prevent them from producing harmful radiation."

"Is it the anti-mutation powder that Madam Mei is selling?"

"Yes, that's the kind of medicine. It works very well. Actually, ordinary enhanced individuals can also use it, but they use a smaller dosage. The Free Army brothers use three times the dosage every day."

Zhou Yi frowned: "This will quickly lead to drug resistance, and the cost of medication will be quite high, won't it?"

"That's what you said."

Song Xian gave a wry smile: "There's nothing we can do about drug resistance. We just switch to another drug after it stops working. Fortunately, there are quite a few anti-transformation drugs on the market. There's also fast-acting anti-transformation lotion and anti-transformation capsules made by Shengshan, but these two are a bit more expensive."

"The cost of medication is unavoidable. Mutants need to take medication to live a normal life. Each mutant needs to spend 3 million kilos of money on medication every year to maintain their stable condition, which is very expensive. This is also why Heaven doesn't want to support too many mutants; the continuous expenses are too high."

"My brother has been trying to find ways to generate income and make money for everyone, so that everyone can have access to medicine."

The other party refused to give up: "If you don't mind, you can try hiring some Free Army brothers. They can do any job, they are very strong, and they are not afraid of hard work."

Zhou Yi thought for a moment.

There's a position that might actually be quite suitable for mutants.

Wasteland armored operator.

This profession requires physical fitness to reach level E, is equipped with heavy peripherals, and requires working in a relatively hot and stuffy armored environment, making it quite arduous.

Although the company is gradually advancing the Strong Foundation Program to improve the physical fitness of its employees, it will take time.

But the wasteland armor's movement and operations cannot stop.

Especially on Mars.

Zhou Yi immediately said, "The company does have a project that requires workers with excellent physical fitness."

"We are developing mineral resources at our Mars base and are preparing to set up a ground mining team to mine minerals on the Martian surface and underground."

"Mars……"

Song Xian's face immediately fell: "Mr. Zhou, they are indeed capable of enduring hardship, but we can't send our brothers to their deaths, can we? Everyone knows that over there, there's no light core, you'll die if you go there, there's no air, no water, it's a high-energy environment everywhere..."

“These are not problems. The company produces special armor that allows ordinary people to walk on Mars, based on spacesuits from the old human era…”

Zhou Yi gave a brief explanation, but then thought it was too much trouble and waved his hand, saying, "Forget it, it's easier for the company to select people from its existing staff."

"Yes, we can!!"

Upon hearing this, Song Xian became anxious again. He seemed to have made a great decision and gritted his teeth, saying, "If you can provide the armor, and the brothers are willing to go, I am willing to lead the team there!"

"Since you think so highly of us, we certainly won't let you down. You're also a core partner of Star Hub, so we definitely trust you!"

Zhou Yi hesitated instead.

Honestly.

It's really hard to say how capable the mutants on the Free Army's side are at their jobs.

But you can give it a try.

"I'll have the Mars Affairs Department contact you later. You can go over and try it out first, and see if it works."

"it is good."

Song Xian said confidently, "It will definitely work!"

soon.

After Zhang Zhi finished talking with the high monk Mo Kong, Song Xian went over to talk about the operators.

Compared to Song Xian, Zhang Zhi was much more decisive: "Mr. Zhou, what do you think? Song Xian and I, my brothers, will go to Mars first, wear wasteland armor and work for a while. If we have no problems, the brothers of the Free Army should be able to do it too."

Zhou Yi thought it was a good idea.

However, what he was more concerned about was: "If you leave here to run for acting president, it might have an impact."

This time, Zhang Zhi insisted: "Mr. Zhou, I have to go there. Only by doing this in person will I know what it's like, what difficulties there are, and whether it's dangerous. Only after I've done it myself can I tell the brothers whether this can be done."

"It's just like when I'm out at sea. I would never ask my brothers to do something that I can't do myself."

Zhou Yi nodded: "Alright then."

Zhang Zhi does indeed possess the leadership qualities of leading by example and taking the lead in action.

Anyway, it takes some time to prepare resources.

"I am honored by Mr. Zhou's high regard, but I have nothing else to offer."

Zhang Zhi stated frankly: "Your company should need stone shavings, but unfortunately we cannot manufacture them. However, we know where to find them."

Zhou Yi had anticipated this: "Did you dig it out from under the Dead Sea?"

"Partly."

Zhang Zhi slowly said, "But the most stone fragments are actually in the outer sea in the sky."

Zhou Yi's gaze sharpened.

(End of this chapter)