Chapter 171 Undercurrents Were Already Simmering

"Although you haven't joined either of our parties, aren't you currently exercising management authority?"

Or we can view it as you being a separate manager, and above us.

The blond shepherd said in a serious tone.

The other shepherds nodded in agreement, saying that this understanding was quite reasonable.

"Let me put it this way: I am not a manager, but someone who points out the errors of civilization in line with the times."

My role is simply to lead by example and teach everyone how to do it.

Whether you do it well or badly, or whether you do it at all, is your business.

Of course, those who do not do well or do not do so are not in accordance with the natural order of the new era and will surely be punished by heaven, bringing about their own destruction, and no one can save them.

For example, if you're arguing with me now, that's fine. I'll represent the will of Heaven and set an example for all living beings by eliminating you.

As he spoke, Green Pepper's eyes gleamed, and he reached out and pinched out a ball of fire that could burn away all pretense.

His meaning was clear: they couldn't use tricks to win him over to their "group" and then, from their "group's" perspective, exaggerate the difficulty of reducing the grinding time, etc.

If you don't obediently reply to the question, this controversy will soon be exposed.

This fire also symbolizes the fire of all living beings; any disputes in the world from now on will be burned away by all living beings.

Upon seeing this, the staff members on site immediately shut up and dared not utter another word.

"But, our esteemed Holy King, in reality, it is very difficult for many professions to reduce time."

For example, some machines are disposable, not only expensive to manufacture, but also cannot be stopped once started, requiring two shifts.

For example, some special industries such as hospitals, fire stations, and gas stations also require 24-hour staffing.

If we control the workday to within eight hours as you suggest, then we must implement a three-shift system.

If three shifts are used, an additional shift of people will be needed to share the income of the people who originally worked two shifts.

This would reduce the income of many people, while the income of those who do not need to work night shifts would remain unchanged. This imbalance between income reduction and unchanged income would inevitably lead to income imbalance.

Such variables are beyond our control.

Moreover, I've only mentioned one aspect; there are many more chain reactions that this will trigger.

So, implementing an eight-hour or shorter workday immediately is really not easy.

The blond shepherd looked at the blazing fire and mustered his courage to voice his difficulties.

The only way is for him to come from the most developed region. If he doesn't say this, he'll be messed up by those invisible "self-generated entities" when he goes back, and it will be a very ugly mess.

But he knew that at least the Holy King was reasonable, and saying these things might not backfire. Moreover, he had done what he should do, and those "self-righteous" people wouldn't be able to say anything when he returned.

However, compared to the argument just now, what he said did make sense.

The most obvious consequence is that the income balance of most people will be disrupted, and the resulting chain of effects is difficult to estimate.

Therefore, even the comments section was filled with voices supporting him.

"You people who call yourselves conductors are actually troubled by such a stupid problem."

To put it bluntly, the shepherds of ancient times were just as bad as you are now, without any improvement. The only change is that you used to ride in sedan chairs, but now you ride in private cars.

When I was thinking about these theories, I was still an ordinary person. How could I not have thought of such issues that affect the lives of ordinary people?

Let's not get into any more nonsense. Let's just say, can you follow my suggestion that the total grinding time for the entire star system should not exceed eight hours?

The answer is either yes or no.

If we can, let's continue; if not, I'll put on another show of stargazing.

However, this time my army isn't made of gods, but of all the millstones on the planet.

Green Pepper stood up, poised to flip the table.

I followed the Holy King with a pitchfork.

[Doomsday! Destruction! I offer my lifeblood to the Holy King.]

...

Upon hearing that it would be an all-star battle, the live chat became incredibly lively, with everyone vowing to follow Green Pepper to the death.

"I have no other objections. I represent my district, and I agree."

Seeing that things were going badly, the blond shepherd quickly made a statement.

Anyway, he's said what he needed to say. Now that the Holy King is threatening Star Wars again, that's unacceptable.

Expressing his opinion is both his duty and a contribution, so why not?

"Our district can do it too, but we also have the same difficulties."

Seeing this, the other shepherds followed suit and expressed their support, offering both their own reasons for shifting the blame, thus killing two birds with one stone.

"If you can just finish it, why do you have to drag it out and beat around the bush? It's such a stupid and weak habit."

"Come on, hand over the legal agreements and let them sign and seal them."

As he spoke, Green Pepper clapped his hands.

Then, the servants handed out the agreements to the various officials.

After carefully examining the documents and finding no other hidden clauses, the shepherds signed and pressed their fingerprints one after another.

Then, the green pepper picked up one of the servings and said to the camera:

"Everyone, take note: from this moment on, just like on the distant star, no one can work more than eight hours a day."

Whether you run your own business or do your own thing, do as you please. If you work yourself to death, it's because you're willing to be a beast of burden, and you deserve it.

For example, if I'm so tired that I have to stay in bed for a whole day and night, it's my own choice and has nothing to do with anyone else.

Listen up, bosses! If your employees exceed the allotted time, you're breaking the law of the planet.

Remember, if a temporary miller works overtime elsewhere and then comes to work as a temporary worker for you, don't pretend you don't know.

In short, no matter what happens, if you get caught and fined into bankruptcy, don't blame the lawyers for being ruthless.

I know you won't be able to adapt right away, so blame the courtesans; they're the ones who signed the regulations.

No~

We were forced to sign the document with a knife to our throats, so why blame us?

The shepherds looked at each other, angry but not daring to speak out.

[Haha, the Holy King is teaching you to be responsible.]

Yes, yes, since you've chosen to be a shepherd, you must first establish a sense of responsibility.

[What the Holy King said makes sense. The Holy King is just a "passerby" teaching everyone how to do things, so of course you should take on the responsibility. Do you expect me to do it like a machine that grinds for twelve hours every day?]

...

The shepherds' complaints were so strong, they were even written all over their faces, but the comments section was unmoved, filled with various sarcastic remarks.

"Look at your level of awareness, you're not even as enlightened as the netizens in front of the screen."

Green Pepper pointed at the screen and spoke to the shepherds, then paused, lit a cigarette, his expression suddenly becoming serious, and continued:

"Do you know why the comments were so enthusiastic when I said I was going to lead everyone in a star war?"

This is the true inner world of people at the bottom of society. They've been "compressed" so much that they don't care anymore, and they've long wanted a reshuffle.

Why did no one resist before? Because their anger could not be united, and the voices of individuals were completely blocked, unable to be disseminated or amplified through any modern technology.

Therefore, this civilization is merely a facade of prosperity and tranquility, while undercurrents have been brewing for a long time.

Therefore, this kind of civilization is always fragile. Whenever there is a major disaster, these people, who make up the largest proportion of the world's population, will not stand with you in times of crisis. Instead, they will overthrow you at that time.

This is not human nature; this is the way of Heaven, using human resentment as a means to devour those who defy the way of Heaven when necessary!

Some might say that they are usually like cattle, afraid to speak out and terrified, so why aren't they afraid in that situation? Shouldn't they be hiding to avoid disaster?

Eh? !

This is the human tendency to be unwilling to accept defeat:

Why am I the only one who died without explanation, while everyone else is still fine? So I'll just have to bear it if the person who "compressed" me whips me a couple of times. Being alive is better than anything else.

But when disaster strikes, everyone will perish, and then I won't care anymore. Anyway, I've been living like a beast of burden all my life, so at worst we'll all perish together, and that will be the end of it all, a true liberation.

But before I'm done playing, I must get rid of the person who whipped me; I can't let them bully me for nothing.

This mentality had been evident in everyone's daily lives, but because of the official's incompetence and wishful thinking, they couldn't see it.

For example, when extreme weather or events occur in certain regions online, netizens who are usually timid and hesitant become extremely excited, while only a small number of comments pray for good fortune.

Why is that?