Chapter 356: After the War

"I've long said not to trust Baghdad, this weirdo! He actually installed the infinite energy created by the constant state wire on a locomotive! Doesn't he know what infinite energy means? How much electricity can this thing save the company in a year? Oh, I can't imagine it!"

The boss was spitting, and Parod could only listen helplessly.

In the past, he would have accumulated a lot of resentment, and then vented all this resentment to his subordinates after returning to his design team.

But after experiencing the life and death of No. 58 Cement Lane, he seemed to be indifferent to all this. At this moment, watching his boss's performance, he suddenly understood that once he jumped out of this circle, it would be easy to see through the boss's mind.

He was afraid that the original board of directors must have put pressure on him. The board of directors would not allow the company's individual interests in the federation to be damaged. The infinite energy incident has reached this point. Even if it is taken back, the original will have to pay a certain price to other oligarchs, so the main pressure fell on his direct superior as the minister.

The boss was still complaining angrily, but Parod's eyes had quietly turned elsewhere.

Opposite was the remote conference room of the original and joint districts. At this moment, there should be only one person in the conference room, the woman who had just joined the company not long ago. She was originally a member of the temporary task force, but now she is the tactical liaison officer of the original and joint districts.

This time, the security brigade mobilized by false orders was ambushed by the sand bandits. The only person who saved the face of the gilded city was this cold-looking woman. If it weren't for the street force she united with who finally arrived and wiped out the two sand bandits of Gerbil and Hyena in one fell swoop, the entire gilded city would be equivalent to being severely slapped in the face by the brothers Baghdad and Barat.

A few thoughts turned silently in his mind, and Parod was rarely distracted, and didn't realize that the angry curses in his ears had not been heard for a long time.

"Are you looking at that woman? Forget it. That kind of woman is not something that people like us can aspire to be. After two weeks in the company, she has been able to communicate face-to-face with the joint district and directly mobilize two combat brigades. Not to mention normal people, even those women who try their best to climb the board of directors' bed, it is a luxury to climb to that position in half a lifetime!"

Parod turned his head in surprise. At some point, the boss with a face full of flesh had become extremely calm. Parod had never thought that he would see this indifferent expression on the face of this boss who was always irritable.

Perhaps sensing the surprise of his subordinates, the head of the design department took out a pack of low-quality tobacco from his pocket that could never be bought in the inner city.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and showed an expression of enjoyment. He raised his eyebrows and slightly handed the cigarette box forward, indicating whether Parod wanted one. After receiving a clear refusal, the minister did not care at all. He just put the cigarette box back into the inner pocket of his suit, raised the expensive mechanical watch on his wrist, and said lightly: "It's lunch time now."

He pointed to the probe in the corner of the office, spread his hands with a cigarette, and said: "The board of directors will not monitor employees during rest time. You always looked extremely excited before. You were typing at your workstation during rest time. You have never seen me during rest time. What? It seems that this life and death experience has a great impact on you? No matter how I scolded you before, you looked like you couldn't let it go."

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"Golden City's investment in you has received an excess return. The United District will not be stingy with your reward. You can make any request at the N2 level and below."

Wang Ming was still facing a screen with the blue logo of the United District in front of her, and the electronic synthesized sound without any emotional color. She still had a calm expression and calmly made her request.

However, if there were employees familiar with the style of the Union District present, they would be surprised by this attitude that was completely different from the usual indifferent attitude.

"I think that with my personal ability, I can fully exert the performance of the dark orange motorcycle, and my team members also need better equipment for motivation, so I apply for a dark orange motorcycle in my personal name and rent the right to use a team of orange motorcycles."

It has been more than two weeks since Wang Ming entered the company system. He has adapted to the atmosphere here. Words like application, motivation, and for the benefit of the company are all very happy to hear in the Union District. Sure enough, as Wang Ming expected, the screen was silent for a while and approved her application.

"With your contribution this time, I can apply for a dark orange motorcycle personally. Dark orange-level motorcycles, or all members of the Sixth Joint Combat Brigade belonging to you will be replaced with ordinary orange motorcycles. "

"In view of the fact that the incentive mechanism you proposed is very novel, the Joint District is willing to test the rental mechanism you proposed on the Sixth Joint Combat Brigade. The subsequent rent will be deducted from your personal mission remuneration. If you can bring more benefits to the Golden City in the subsequent missions, it is worth discussing whether to renew the lease or exchange the orange motorcycle. "

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Three hundred kilometers in the Yongwang Desert, where the wind and sand are everywhere, a small stronghold consisting of more than thirty dilapidated wooden houses has welcomed more than a hundred people for a long time.

Each wooden house is not small, enough to serve as a bunk bed for ten people. Large boxes of supplies wrapped in wooden boards and sunscreen cloth are piled in the floor compartment of one of the houses.

This is one of the many supply points reserved in Baghdad in advance.

Originally, it could accommodate 300 people, but now it can live more spaciously.

The supplies also have enough for 300 people: full of fresh water and compressed protein energy bars; 300 desert robes, enough for 300 people to wear now; antibiotics, anti-inflammatory drugs and other drugs to suppress radiation reactions, even heart-saving injections; various bullets, dozens of barrels of gasoline for emergency use, all of which are hard currency in the Yongwang Desert. Even if the magnetic storm motorcycle group does not use gasoline, it can be used to exchange for a large amount of survival supplies.

Fresh water, food, supply points, sunshade clothing, medicine, bullets, energy, these are the main themes of the Yongwang Desert, and they are also the hurdles that the motorcycle group in Wawu District must pass if they want to impact the quantum city.

Having a good motorcycle and a good driver is not enough. If you want to reach the place that countless drivers yearn for, you must have sufficient economic and logistical support.

At first, countless motorcycle groups that could fight and kill fell at this step. They had internal conflicts over food, fresh water, and energy. Before they saw the shadow of the quantum city, the motorcycle group's strength was mostly reduced.

However, getting these is not a big problem for Barat, who has been showing up for many years. He has enough channels to obtain these resources, not to mention that the magnetic storm motorcycle group does not even use the most scarce gasoline in the desert, which reduces the difficulty of survival in the desert.

The really tricky thing is that this place has officially belonged to the Yongwang Desert. The radiation level is not comparable to that of marginal areas such as the Gilded City. Many people in the group have already had serious radiation reactions...