Chapter 801: The Machine Soul is unhappy (Haha, you didn’t expect that, I didn’t sleep!)

Ding.

The same sound of metal hitting metal, Latveria is busy every day, and so is the other world.

In fact, during normal times, Latveria's industry rotates 24 hours a day, and each production line is operated by three shifts of workers, and there is basically no real rest day:

For adults, there is no time to play, be in a daze, and sleep all day. If you insist, there are indeed four days a month for virtual teaching.

But even with such high-intensity operation, some things cannot be crossed:

Adults who are born lacking in nutrition and education, after decades of running around, the physiological high-intelligence population itself is lower than the average, and the comprehensive intelligence is even more difficult to improve. Even with prosthetics and behavioral chips to assist work, there are still a lot of high-end jobs that cannot be carried out.

Compared with the European Union's estimate of Latvia, Latvia is not short of people, but compared with Lille's expectations for this country and the world, Latvia is very short of people.

Education and training will continue to advance, but Lille once conducted cross-dimensional collaborative production between workers in Night City and New York. This kind of production can theoretically fill manpower, and can also systematically reduce system errors and improve production efficiency.

Coincidentally, he also needs to return to Night City. To return to Night City, he must rely on a large-scale communication array. To use a large-scale communication array, he must be monitored by the European Community, or even wanted.

Maybe he will fight the European Community in Europe because of the idea of ​​"returning to Night City".

[Johnny: You are really the craziest lunatic I have ever seen. In order to see your girlfriend, you are thinking about exposing the European Community's nest in your mind. ]

[Johnny: I used to think that imagining revenge on society for these things is already a top lunatic, but now I think you are a pervert.]

Bang!

The loud noise resounded through the sky. In the early morning of Folkestone, the sound of industrial machines running could wake up anyone who was sleeping soundly.

But no one needs to be awakened. Although this border city is not rich or beautiful, it has urban planning:

The loud noise is unlikely to penetrate the area of ​​​​EC officials and corporate offices located further inland, and can only echo in the workers' apartments, and here, there are no lazy people.

They are all hardworking EC workers.

The working hours per week vary from 120 to 140 hours all year round. The shift system is not a rotation of rest and work, but a rotation from heavy-duty jobs to light-duty jobs according to physiological and psychological conditions, and wages also decrease from high to low.

There is a very strange deadlock here:

When your salary is high, you must be doing heavy-duty work. Over time, you will be crushed by the heavy load and start buying medicines and medical implants.

But when you start buying medicines and medical implants, your work ability rating will be lowered, and you will be transferred to a lower-load job, and your salary will also decrease accordingly.

However, wages are decreasing, and the medicines and medical implants purchased in installments cannot be repaid. The best workers can only barely break even, but in the long run, this heavy load will only make the physical condition more miserable, and inevitably enter the next level.

Without money to buy medical services, physical condition declines, work ability ratings are downgraded, workloads are reduced, wages are reduced, and finally quietly optimized at the bottom.

[Eliot: I call it painful burning, from blooming dazzling light to having no way to shine and heat, people are exhausted like fuel. 】

[Eliot: Embers scattered beside the fire, blown away by the wind.]

[Muramasa: Is this the reason why you can't concentrate and daydream in the middle of class? 】

Bang!

Elliot controlled the air forging hammer to hit the casting, and replied in his mind without blushing or beating his heart:

[Elliot: Yes, I am really tired. It’s not that I don’t want to learn your Fourier transform, Laplace transform, modular operation and elliptical hole calculation]

[Muramasa: It’s elliptic curve encryption! If you don’t understand these basics, you can’t handle the processing and change process of complex signals. This is what you must learn! ]

[Elliot: But aren’t you AI? You can do things on the Internet.]

If Muramasa has a perfect CPU, installed in a perfect machine body, and runs very normally, then the CPU should be overclocked now.

He is very angry!

Why are there such stupid humans?

[Johnny: Ahem, let me explain that our average level of humans is actually not as high as his. For example, I don’t know the flying leaf transform you just mentioned. ]

Lille didn’t say anything: Although Johnny’s later words sounded retarded, Johnny was pertinent.

Although Elliot didn't understand these basic mathematical knowledge, he actually performed quite well in the forging and occasional "neurometallurgy" business.

He could even almost reach the "good" level, and the next level was the excellent level, and he could be transferred to the ultra-fine assembly business group.

This meant that Elliot's industrial foundation was actually quite solid, and his head was not full of old web porn pictures.

Unfortunately, this part of the "industrial foundation" knowledge was completely like the four arithmetic operations in mathematics in Muramasa's eyes.

[Elliot: If you work too hard, you will be thrown into a high-load work group to make consumables. As for me, I usually do some forging. When I am in good condition, I will strive for excellent performance and do simple neural metallurgy. ]

[Elliot: This is the way to survive. If I compete with those guys to be the model worker of the month, I might have died of overwork.]

"Oh my god! Cyberpsychopath!"

A terrifying roar sounded, and Elliot threw the hammer in his hand and ran away!

The workshop he was working in was the basic forging workshop, which belonged to a huge assembly line. The sound came from the next door--

Next door, next door is the basic steel production line!

The assembly line was full of red-hot steel. Elliot, who was well versed in the safety accident regulations, had long thought of what kind of accident would happen--

Swoosh!

Puff--

Dozens of red-hot steel flew high like a long dragon, instantly sweeping off the half-open door panels separating the two workshops, and a group of workers who ran away in fear!

In Elliot's horrified eyes, the red-hot whip-like steel bar swung violently at a speed of more than 120 kilometers per hour, with sparks and arcs generated by friction with the factory wall, and swung fiercely towards his face--

Carbon-based creatures--let alone carbon-based creatures, this thing would turn into two Adam hammers on the spot if it was hit by an Adam hammer.

Hundreds of kilograms of long steel bars flew out at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour at the end. The steel bars would become soft due to the high temperature of hundreds or thousands of degrees Celsius, and produce a whip effect at the end like a braid, and the speed would increase exponentially.

The kinetic energy of the flying metal steel bars can even be comparable to some small missiles.

Elliot felt that time slowed down--

For Muramasa, Lil and Johnny, they really saw every detail:

Fortunately, the end of the steel bar began to break.

Bang!

At the end of the steel bar, the red-hot steel bar could no longer hold together under such a huge kinetic energy. A piece of metal fragment flew almost over Elliot's head and pierced through the wall directly!

".Hahahahahahaha! The machine spirit is unhappy. We have to kill enough people before we can continue working!"