Chapter 378

Capital is ruthless and bloody.

In the face of anyone and anything, only from the perspective of interests.

Therefore, Berga Punk's conjecture is correct. Once the pacifist is released, the qiwuhai system will be lifted, and there are countless people who want to kill him!

If the development of science and technology does not bring benefits to capital, but exploits their interests, then this progress is impermissible progress.

Holy land, Maria.

Berga punk residence.

"Finished?"

Sitting in a chair, berga punk turned around with a teacup in his hand. "Do you understand?"

"I read it but didn't understand it. The things inside are too complicated."

Rhine told the truth: "but I feel that I have grasped some key points and need more data to verify. Relying only on the current design drawings, the hull structure and fire system always give me the illusion of an empty shell."

"I see. That's it."

Berga punk nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "in fact, it's an empty shell. I really didn't read you wrong, Rhine. You know... Forget it, tell me your opinion."

Bega punk did not finish, but began to ask questions.

In this regard, Rhine slowly straightened his back and nodded seriously.

"Yes!"

Just like the teacher asking questions in class, two people ask and answer one by one, so that time passes imperceptibly.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Finally, a knock on the door interrupted the class.

Beja punk suddenly realized and patted his forehead: "I almost forgot that I have to report the progress of work to the five old stars today."

Looking at the moonlight rising outside the window, berga punk said, "I still have some design drawings here. Take them back and look at them slowly."

After a whole afternoon of answering, the tired Rhine nodded, took over the scrolls and replied respectfully, "OK, teacher."

Bega punkton gave a moment, waved his hand and signaled him to leave.

When he opened the door, the owl's eyes stopped on Rhine who came out of the room for three seconds, and then he heard the voice of Bega punk.

"Excuse me, Lord owl, has the five old stars rested?"

Taking back his eyes, the owl looked at the man in front of him and replied in a calm tone: "it's already rested, but the five old stars understand that outsiders only see Mr. Berga Punk's talent, but they can't see your efforts and diligence behind you."

"Thank you. Please come in."

Bega punk breathed a sigh of relief and invited the owl into the room.

Glancing at the scattered materials on the table, the owl said, "in addition, Lord wulaoxing asked me to tell you that if there are no special circumstances, please try not to leave the laboratory these days."

Click

The glass was knocked over to the ground. Looking at the burn marks on his fingers, Bega punk was silent for a moment and put down the kettle: "is there a cable?"

"Yes."

The owl nodded: "many strangers have come to the shampooi islands recently. The number of businessmen who request to travel to and from the new world through the holy land has also increased by 10% in a week. You know, CP0 is seriously understaffed and has many eyes. We can't guarantee your personal safety."

Bega punk nodded to understand this.

CP0 can still exist. The establishment is the result of the man's efforts, not to mention the manpower.

Then he sighed.

"Look down on them. The reaction is really fast."

The owl didn't answer this question.

After all, why did the enemy react so quickly?

It's not because someone in the government has contacted there until now!

It was the leakage of their internal intelligence that led to the threat to berga punk.

After the first World War, the two sides stopped fighting and needed time to sort out the territory and various problems, so they kept restraint on the face of it. No one wanted to kill the dead and break the net at this juncture and make it cheaper for others in vain.

Can involve such a huge amount of money, even the five old stars are powerless.

I believe the black count is the same at the moment.

But

Fortunately, if those people did not completely lose their mind and just assassinated instead of fighting head-on, the five old stars would like to see this result.

"Say..."

Bega punk suddenly asked, "how much profit can golden emperor and green ghost Dongli's smuggling business make a year?"

The owl wanted to say he didn't know, but somehow he answered the question honestly: "As far as we know, there are at least 400 billion Bailey's net profits in a year. Dongli and those nobles take a small head and gold emperor takes a big head. This is not the amount earned by count Black's shipping industry and kaiduo's arms industry relying on this line. Otherwise, it is estimated that in the worst case, it can produce at least more than 100 billion profits every year."

"One trillion..."

Rao was mentally prepared, and Bega punk was also startled by this exaggerated figure.

This is not a commercially developed earth, but a chaotic sea!

The profits generated by only one industrial chain exceed trillion. Looking at the sea, only a few large countries can compare the annual income.

With a wry smile, berga punk said: "the sky gold that Tianlong people get from more than 100 participating countries every year seems not as good as this figure?"

The owl stopped talking again.

Does he want to admit that it's even a fraction?

Many joining countries are poor only in ordinary families. Aristocrats and royal families often occupy more than 70% of the wealth of the society, but even so, they are reluctant to continue to squeeze blood and sweat from the poor people to cope with the annual sky gold.

Then take these poor people as an article and let the five old stars repeatedly increase the gold in the sky.

That's why it gives an excuse for corruption among government officials.

This gives the golden emperor the opportunity to use money to contact the top of the government.

The world government has money, but the family is big and the cause is big. The annual military expenditure of the navy is a huge sum of money. The rest is shared equally among everyone. Who can eat enough?

Especially when you see that others have less rights than yourself but live better than yourself.

Of course, if not for the gold emperor's integration of too large wealth, people will be jealous. When the wealth is scattered, everyone, big brother, let alone second brother, can muddle along.

But there is no if.

Here comes the golden emperor.

Take your own Golden Empire and shake the world.

And now they want to move this big cake, and the counterattack is bound to come.

To sum up:

It's all dorfermingo's fault!

The source of sin deserves its name.

"Ah Qiu!!"

In the rebuilt King's Highland palace, dorfermingo rubbed his nose and angrily scolded: "who did I provoke?"

Return to the holy land.

After a long silence, berga punk said: "I have left behind the ideas of px-4, px-5 and px-6. Among them, the design drawings of px-4 can be used safely, and the remaining two generations can be upgraded. If something happens to me, you need to improve yourself."

"They... Won't have a chance!"

"Really? Then I believe you."

Smiling and shaking his head, berga punk rummaged under the table for a while and finally found a rolled up design drawing: "by the way, I almost forgot this."

"This is my improved mechanical arm based on the crusher installed for Mr. zefa. Please help me bring it to marshal red dog. Thank the Navy for taking care of me over the years."

"This..."

Unexpectedly, berga punk had such last words. The owl was stunned and said, "I'm afraid not."

Bega Punk's pupils contracted.

"It won't!!"

"No, not..."

Finding that what he said was easily misunderstood, Xiao paused and explained, "forget it, you can know it with your authority, and it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"The Green Pheasant general woke up two days ago, but he didn't know where he heard about the proposal to abolish the qiwuhai system and resolutely opposed it. For this reason, he had a quarrel with red dog in the ward yesterday."

"He said that the red dog will regret it. Qiwuhai can't be abolished, or he will leave the Navy."

"Now neither side is satisfied with the other and maintain the cold war... In this case, especially you, I think it's best not to waste one stone."

Berga Punk: "..."