Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

(P.S.: The transition chapter might be a bit long, please bear with me. The main purpose is to make this new map more complete.)

The sharp gazes of the group of white-hatted men swept across the entire area, finally settling on Zhao Dele and the other residents of Yangon.

The leader, wearing a white hat, took out a megaphone and shouted at the crowd, "There are some things I can't say too much about. But under normal circumstances, none of you would be able to work on this construction site. The reason you're here is because the Human Resources Bureau put in a good word for you. I hope you understand that."

These words seem to have nothing to do with the argument that just happened.

But in reality, the nature of this matter has already been determined.

To put it bluntly, the white hats are taking sides, completely siding with the local workers.

Some people might not understand, but Zhao Dele, being so clever, naturally understood perfectly.

For a moment, his expression darkened.

However, this expression was fleeting, and he was not overly worried about it.

In Zhao Dele's view, the behavior of white hat hackers is actually quite normal.

Firstly, this is very likely to be true.

Secondly, as the manager of this construction area, the white-hat hacker is naturally closer to the locals of Yuncheng. In that case, it would be strange if they remained neutral, or even sided with them. Moreover, if they did side with them or remain neutral, it would only escalate the conflict and be detrimental to the white-hat hacker himself.

Therefore, the other party is indeed suspected of taking sides, but in reality, it is understandable, and they have not suffered any losses.

Unless these people suffer any substantial losses in the future, Zhao Dele will not harbor any resentment or grudge because of this.

Then, the white-hatted man offered an explanation for the food shortage.

"The amount of food delivered to the construction site each day is fixed. You just arrived today, and there are too many of you, so our logistical supplies couldn't keep up, which is why this situation has occurred temporarily."

However, I can assure you that this won't happen again tomorrow.

After saying this, the white hat looked around again.

"There's one more thing I feel I need to remind you of."

"Just get to work. There's only so much to do on the construction site. Don't cause trouble all the time and create all this mess."

The Republic of Huayan is so big, and the world is even bigger. You don't need to create any factions or anything like that here.

Many of you weren't originally from Yuncheng, were you?

Even among those from Yuncheng itself, I estimate the number is not large.

We're all here to make a living, why make things difficult for each other?

We see each other all the time, so while we don't need to have a great relationship, there's no need to make it too strained. After all, if someone close to you ever gains power, they might not help you out, but at least they won't kick you when you're down.

At this point, the local workers all put away their previously arrogant attitude.

The voice of the man in the white hat continued, but this time it carried a touch of authority.

"I don't know if you've listened to me, but I don't want any more conflict to happen."

I don't usually like to say harsh things, but sometimes it's necessary to give you a heads-up: if any further conflict occurs, you're all out of here. There are plenty of people in Yuncheng, and our compensation isn't bad; we won't have trouble recruiting.

At this point, the white-hatted man looked at the residents of Yangon.

"For today, you'll have to make do with the dry rations provided by the Human Resources Management Bureau."

"Alright, that's settled then."

After saying that, the white-hatted people turned and left.

The people in the canteen, whether local residents of Yuncheng or residents of Yangon, dared not say anything more. The entire canteen fell silent.

A moment later, the residents of Yangon began to leave the canteen one after another, heading back to the temporary resettlement area to get some dry food to fill their stomachs.

Zhao Dele and the others also returned.

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"How's the situation over there?" Upon returning to the temporary resettlement area, Tu Nan and the others immediately came up to inquire about the situation.

Suoguli and Cheng Mingyuan frowned slightly as they recalled what had just happened. Zhao Dele, however, remained calm and even smiled, saying, "Things seem to be alright over there so far; there aren't any major problems."

Zhao Dele then explained the salary standards there.

"What about other treatment? Have you suffered any humiliation?" Wu Yu asked with some concern. She knew that they were newcomers and easily bullied.

Zhao Dele shook his head: "Sister Yu, don't worry about that, everything is fine. Besides, we are all martial artists, no one will easily provoke us."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yu didn't say anything more, but simply nodded.

But after a moment, she thought of something and said, "Why don't we go work there too? That way we can earn more money."

"Sister Yu, no, please don't." At this moment, both Zhao Dele and Suoguli shook their heads.

"Sister Yu, the captain told me to take good care of you, so how can I let you go to work?"

Besides, how much money can you earn working there? An average person only makes 50 yuan a day, so there's not much point in you going.

Furthermore, as things stand, we're just making a transition here, and whether we have a lot of money or a little doesn't really have much impact on our future development plans.

So there's no need for you to work there too.

Construction work is physically demanding and carries a certain degree of danger. If something were to happen to you, it would be a huge loss.

At this moment, Tu Nan and Zhang Lin spoke up: "If it's 500 per day for martial artists, then let us go too. Anyway, this temporary resettlement area is quite safe, and we're just idling here anyway."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dele hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about this, among us, only one person will stay at the resettlement area each day to take care of Sister Yu and the others' safety. We can take turns choosing this person."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

In the afternoon, Zhao Dele and his group continued to work at the construction site.

This time, however, many of the local workers on the construction site no longer looked at them with those mocking and ostracizing eyes.

They just worked silently without saying much.

Time flew by, and it was already evening.

That concludes the day's work.

The white-hat managers also gathered Zhao Dele and the other residents of Yangon.

The man in the white hat held a megaphone, his voice echoing across the open space at dusk: "You are temporary day laborers, so I will settle your accounts at this time every day."

"You line up, stand behind your respective foremen, one by one."

Immediately afterwards, a long queue formed.

The foremen set up tables and chairs with paper money on them and distributed it to everyone.

Soon after, everyone received their money. Zhao Dele and the others each held five 100-yuan bills in their hands.

The white-hatted voice rang out again: "These banknotes can be used anywhere in Cloud City. However, if you're going to be active in Cloud City, it's best to wait until your temporary identification documents arrive. Once you have them, you can also get a savings card in Cloud City to store your money, which will make it more convenient to use."

"Alright, that's the end of today's work. If you want to come back and work tomorrow, just like today, report to these foremen then."