The Infinite Journey of Cruelty

  Chapter 210 Leaflet

   "Those hateful capitalists regard us as slave laborers and treat us as livestock. Do we just allow them to oppress us?"

"Those capitalists can transport the things we have worked so hard to make to the imperial capital and sell them at high prices with only a pitiful salary. They can continue to harvest wealth without paying, and they don't even want to let us rest. This is fair. ?"

   "It's not fair..." The listeners were either sitting or lying down, and responded weakly.

  Several workers who were secretly members of the organization began to talk, adding fuel to the content of some small books, and speaking in very personal emotional sentences, severely criticizing the ugly and greedy faces of those big capitalists.

   "What is a capitalist?" I don't know when, next to the crowd of workers, a solid middle-aged man with oily hair and suspenders came.

   He is the worker supervisor of this factory. He gets along well with the workers on weekdays and is quite popular.

   When several underground organization workers saw that the supervisor was finally attracted, they waved their hands and urged: "Director Bieber, come here, come and sit here, there is still time, I will tell you slowly!"

   Director Bieber shrugged, separated the workers, and sat down by the stone pillar of the factory without hesitation.

"Capitalists! They are rich businessmen with factories, money, and technology! By paying us wages, we can make money while we work. They are no different from slave owners! They don't pay us wages, just like slave owners. It's not like giving slaves food! It's not a good thing!"

"Huo...you can just say it in front of me. If you are monitored and listened to, you will lose your job. Don't talk about it after that. Forget it, I'll go back and check the goods..." Director Bieber listened. When the underground organization workers said this, they were taken aback.

   If these slanderous words of the big boss are heard by those dog legs, the job may be lost!

   He kindly persuaded him to get up and leave, but he didn't dare to interfere.

"Hey! Director Bieber don't go, I have a basis for saying so!" One person grabbed Director Bieber, and after exchanging glances with his companions, he took out a small book from the work uniform and stuffed it, "Here you Take it, why do we say that, it's written inside, just don't let the inspectors see it."

   Director Bieber took the book in disapproval and left, not wanting to say more, and didn't stop them from continuing to speak these slanderous words against the big boss.

  …

  In this word of mouth, most workers gradually showed their hatred of capitalists.

   In addition to the grievances accumulated by working overtime day after day, the explosive barrels have been formed silently, and the lead only needs an opportunity to ignite!

   And those big capitalists, looking at the reports submitted at this time, prepared trucks after trucks of supplies, and happily prepared to go to the imperial capital for a banquet, regardless of what the workers thought.

  If you dare to resist, the city defense army and security company of Blackrock City will teach those tool people how to beg for food!

  December 26, 1012 in the imperial calendar, night!

   All the party members scattered in Blackrock City are all dispatched tonight, bringing the newly printed publicity draft to officially reveal the truth of the world!

The members of the    were tired from working overtime at the workstation for more than half a month, and their expressions were excited. They carefully avoided the city defense troops patrolling at night, and shoved leaflets into the door gaps of each door.

   The action plan was reasonable and the division of labor was clear. In just two hours, every household in the Workers' Block had an enlightenment leaflet.

  The next morning, the workers dragged their exhausted bodies to get up, washed and dressed under the call of the pendulum clock, and prepared to go to work in the factory.

After    cold water patted their faces, they were surprised to find a red leaflet under the crack of their door.

   One worker family after another picked up the flyers, and with the help of the early morning light, they ate breakfast while reading the information on the flyers.

   The chewing action gradually slowed down, and the figure of the child leaving the house to go to school no longer attracted their attention. These workers who had studied at Obsidian College could read the contents of the leaflet without any obstacle.

   They put down their spoons and bread, looked at the contents of the flyer, their hands clenched involuntarily, and their numb eyes gradually shone with light.

   "Brother Harder! You guys must see this!"

  The door of the hut was pushed open from the outside, and a young man broke into a couple's home holding a red leaflet, looking extremely excited and excited.

   A couple eating breakfast in the living room raised their heads, smiling and holding up the same red flyer in their hands.

   A worker picked up a leaflet and learned a new concept, communism.

  …

   Blackrock City Administration Center, Captain Allen was still wearing pajamas, sitting behind a desk with a red leaflet in his hand.

The content on the    leaflet is not much and not much. After reading the full text, he only came to one conclusion.

   "Don't let these spread in the city, mobilize all the city defense troops immediately, collect them from house to house, collect all the propaganda sheets and burn them! Let those rice buckets move and find out the forces behind the scenes within three days!"

   Allen's hand lit up with flames, burning the flyer to ashes, and instructed the adjutant at the desk with an ugly expression.

The adjutant   , wearing a heavy armor of the city defense army, nodded in response, turned and left in a chilling manner.

   After the adjutant left, Allen sat in a chair and tapped the table irritably. The contents of the flyer shocked him greatly.

   tells a whole new concept, and gives a unified class identity to the nobles and wealthy merchants of the empire.

   This is a very scary thing!

  In the past, workers and commoners were oppressed by nobles, and their eyes would focus on one point.

   This point will be a nobleman or a wealthy businessman.

   But the leaflet is clearly divided, so that the target that the civilians can see spreads from one point to the whole surface!

   They know who is the culprit of such misery and poverty in life. After they have a specific goal, the confusion no longer appears, and the goal is right in front of them!

  Once the workers riot and the civilians rebel, it will no longer be the innocent shops used to vent their anger, but the big capitalists who are hiding in high-rise buildings and are heavily protected.

   The appearance of these leaflets is definitely a well-planned conspiracy, and there are behind-the-scenes forces trying to overthrow all the capitalists in Blackrock City.

   Among them, Ellen himself is included.

   It is precisely because he realizes that he will be affected that Ellen's face is so ugly.

  The fire of a single star can start a prairie fire, not to mention that this is sprinkling kerosene on the licorice, and they will be burnt to ashes if they are not careful!

  Especially the very provocative declaration on the back of the flyer:

   Arise, hungry slave!

   Rise up, suffering people of the world!

  's full of blood has boiled,

   Fight for the truth!

  The old world is falling apart~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Slaves get up, get up!

   Don't say we have nothing,

  We want to be the masters of the world!

Snapped! Ambitious!

   Allen became more and more irritable the more he thought about it. He clapped the table and stood up, put on his armor and went out the door.

  …

  The city defense army began to scavenge the flyers sent out last night, and those capitalists who happened to be heading to the imperial capital by carriage completely missed the opportunity to view the flyers.

  In today’s factories, workers have almost no motivation to work, and young workers begin to feel disgusted with numb work.

   Especially when you think that what you are doing now is actually making more money for the capitalists, the disgust multiplies.

   In a parts manufacturing factory, excited workers bowed their heads to fish, and constantly exchanged the contents of the flyers they picked up with the workers around them.

  As the atmosphere gradually increased, more than 30 city guards wearing armor engraved with the imperial emblem suddenly poured in outside the factory.

   (end of this chapter)