I set up a shelter organization

Chapter 336 We Are Urbanites Too

"Or maybe we can find a way to contact them and tell them that the so-called descendant of God is nothing but a man-eating monster?"

Someone made a suggestion, but it was quickly rejected.

"They won't believe it. After all, that's the energy source they rely on for survival. Even if they've guessed those descendants of gods are actually monsters that can threaten them, they won't let go easily."

"Besides, it's probably not easy for our people to get close to them. We can't get close to them from the sky. Why not approach them from the ground?"

"The high temperature in that world is a problem. We need to prepare some equipment to protect against high temperatures."

"Wait, have you forgotten that the other side shot down one of our fighter jets?"

"This happened in public, and taxpayers won't be satisfied if we don't give an answer."

There were differences of opinion among the top leaders.

Some people believe that cooperation can be reached with those cities in a friendly manner, after all, those cities have strong technological power.

Even if it weren't for those weird things, just for these technological powers, if they could obtain some of these technologies, then the technology of the United States would be able to take a step forward.

Some people believe that they must fight back. Although they had intruded into other people's airspace without permission, the other party shot down their fighter jets without even saying hello, which was too overbearing and unreasonable.

If the United States does not fight back, and other countries on the Blue Planet find out, they will probably laugh at the United States for its declining strength and its weakness.

Both sides held their own opinions and argued endlessly.

They argued until their faces turned red and neither of them could convince the other.

"enough!"

The American leader covered his forehead with a headache, "If you keep arguing, all those weird things will be contained by the Contractor, and you still haven't reached a conclusion."

He was well aware of how inefficient their meetings were.

But this time, the "copy" will not wait for them to make a decision slowly before starting.

The others reluctantly stopped arguing.

They absolutely decided to implement plan one first. They would find the person in charge of the other party first and explain the species of the descendants of God. If the other party did not give it, they would cooperate. They would provide food and other support, while the other party would provide some advanced technology.

No matter which cooperation is reached, the strength of the United States will be further enhanced internationally and it will return to the position of the world's number one superpower.

Don't miss out.

They immediately sent a team to the "copy" on a transport plane.

Time in the realm of freedom passes a little faster than in the outside world.

After Bird A took in the first monster, it did not continue to the next city.

He stayed in City 3 for a while.

Wow!

A piece of white paper fell from the sky.

A child picked up a piece of paper on the ground out of curiosity. There were vivid patterns printed on it. Even an illiterate person could understand the meaning of the pattern.

"What is this? It's beautiful."

"The painting above tells us to go to Square 11, which is only accessible to the elites?"

The children were very curious and wanted to go there very much, but their parents had taught them not to go near that place, saying that it was a place only the elites could enter.

Ordinary people like them are not qualified to enter.

Moreover, the goods in those places are very expensive, they can't afford to buy any of them, and if they accidentally damage something, they have no money to compensate.

Therefore, all ordinary people would warn their children not to go near those areas.

Although they were in the same city, a clear boundary was drawn between them.

They consciously abide by this rule and dare not go beyond it.

The child looked at the colorful drawing paper in his hand.

He ran to the edge of the square out of curiosity, but didn't dare to actually step in. He just stood outside and looked inside.

A group of people had gathered in the square. Some of them were faces very familiar to the children. They were ordinary people living in the residential buildings in the corner of the city.

He no longer hesitated and stepped into the square.

It was as if I had broken free from some shackles and stepped into a place that I had never dared to set foot on before.

They were all in the square, looking up at a giant screen that was playing images.

The screen was playing a cartoon that was extremely familiar to the people of Blue Star and that only children would watch.

A childish face, a Q-version body, and an animal-like image.

This group of little animals laughed and played on the screen, slowly speaking out the concept of freedom.

Do these ordinary people know freedom?

They knew that it had not been long since they moved to this city that they had forgotten the outside world, and they often received tasks to move ore outside.

They need to endure the high temperature and transport various resources back to the city from outside the city.

They also want to end this kind of life as soon as possible, but they place their hopes on the elite among humans.

If the elites can develop technology to improve the high temperatures outside, they can move out of the city.

They just don't realize that their current lack of freedom and oppression are caused by certain people.

A simple short animation.

It ignited their deep yearning for freedom.

"We have clearly been contributing to this city. Although we are illiterate and cannot develop technology to improve the high temperature, we have been doing what we can."

"We should enjoy our rights. We are also urbanites."

"We need refrigeration. We work in such high temperatures all the time, why can't we have this?"

"Are our children going to have to keep living our lives?"

"If the environment hadn't been destroyed, the outside world wouldn't be like this. But it's not all our fault. Why should we bear the consequences?"

Someone shouted in the crowd.

The voices of these people seemed particularly loud and indignant in the crowd.

Apart from these shouts hidden in the crowd, no one knew who was making them.

After watching the short film, those ordinary people looked a little confused.

They seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing.

However, as some people in the crowd shouted, the expressions on their faces also changed. The confusion slowly disappeared and turned into a determined look.

"Yeah, what are we doing all this for? Isn't it just to survive?"

"For a better future for our children."

"But if this continues, do they really have a better future?"

"We repeat the heavy labor and overdraw our lives to earn a paltry living fee. We are even just tenants in the city, without a home of our own."

"Living like a slave."

“Is all the effort we put in really worth just this much money?”

They started thinking.