After Signing In For Ten Years, I Overturned The Whole Universe

"What do you want to do?"

Hansom's eyes were wary.

"You go and put on the transformation clothes and let me see."

Zhuang Feng directly gave a meaningless order. He felt that he had to test whether the "Hansham's true loyalty" rewarded by the system was useful.

In addition, he was really curious whether Hansom would become another girl's image.

After a while, an indifferent man with an unruly hairstyle and wild clothes appeared in front of Zhuang Feng. Although the route was different, his handsomeness was no less than that of his own.

"It's only slightly worse than me when it's deformed."

Zhuang Feng exclaimed, but was also a little disappointed. In many cases, it is more useful to be a girl.

After losing interest, Zhuang Feng just found a reason to leave. The following days were very peaceful, signing in, robbing people, and asking the system for some tasks that could be completed easily.

In this way, time passes day by day, and people from other regions flock to Future City every day, and every day nearby towns actively request to join the Future City camp. In this way, the influence of Future City is growing.

...

In the early morning, the middle-aged Charlman Fons reluctantly pressed the alarm clock, and after a brief wash, he put on his loose and boastful casual clothes. He opened the interstellar news listlessly. Absent-mindedly, he took out bacon and toast, and poured another cup of coffee.

It stands to reason that today is the day when the garbage star recycling center has a meeting, but every meeting is the same, and there are no changes in the daily tasks, as long as there are no tricky star thieves who come here to find the trouble of the Fons consortium, here There will be no trouble.

As long as everyone has done the basic work of own, here will be able to run smoothly.

Therefore, as the person in charge here, Charman stopped this meaningless conference. He just set up a set of more flexible procedures and set up a set of strict evaluation mechanism, and the base will automatically After that, even if he doesn't do anything, his junk star is one of the hundreds of junk stars under the consortium's name.

The reason why he can’t catch up with the garbage stars in front is only because his garbage stars are too small and biased. The former makes the place where garbage can be disposed of less and less, while the latter makes the garbage that can be recycled far less than the results. Good planet.

What he has to do now is to read the report once a month and occasionally check some key positions, and the rest is to enjoy life.

But this is not because he is not motivated, but because no matter how hard he struggles now, he can only sit in this position. At most, he is only sent to another garbage after the garbage star is filled with non-recyclable garbage. It's just a star.

Fortunately, there are plenty of entertainment facilities here. What he wants to play is not a problem, and with his financial resources, it is enough to let star-level stars come here every day.

"It's okay to be a soil emperor."

He laughed mockingly.

In addition to the lack of opportunities for further ascending in his career, he has nothing to be dissatisfied with.

"What are you going to play today?"

During the calculations, the communicator rang suddenly, he glanced at the caller, and then connected the phone out of anger.

"Didn't I say don't bother me if there is nothing serious?"

"Reported that for two consecutive months, the number of junk boats we received has tripled."

"What did you say?!"

The natives of the garbage star do separate some scattered materials that are not easy to recycle. These materials return to the interstellar through him to create another income for the consortium. However, the efficiency of this recycling is basically fixed and can be cleared for the garbage ship. The garbage disposal area is basically fixed.

However, in the past two months, the area cleared out has been several times larger, and the performance of scattered recycling has not been ascending as much. Instead, it has decreased slightly, which gives Charman a bad hunch.

"Could it be that which force has the ability to recycle garbage and the ability to consume recycled products?"

It feels like someone is stealing his things under his nose, and even his favorite cat's processed coffee is not smelling anymore.

Soon, Charman came to the planetary monitoring room and marked the location and number of times that the garbage boats put non-recyclable garbage.

After speaking, the map appeared with various colored markers. Several places closer to the base were no different from the past, but the back of the planet was also marked with a wider range of colors.

Remove the color and zoom in to see people's actions. I want to see what happened.

The image slowly zoomed in, and the gradually clearer picture made Charman take a breath.

Rows of technological metal houses are neatly arranged. Around them, a large group of people stuff all kinds of garbage into bins much smaller than garbage, and these things that can be carried with their hearts Like a bottomless pit, no matter how much it is inserted, it is empty.

"I have never heard of this technology."

Everyone present changed their faces.

"What are they doing, cleaning up the rubbish?"

"No, it must be recycling garbage. Look at the equipment they use, you can almost find raw materials in the garbage nearby!"

"But how did they recycle? How did they make those equipment? We didn't see any large-scale factory facilities in the satellite!"

"Maybe it was transported by spacecraft?"

"The spaceships are our own, do you think the consortium will do this kind of thing?"

Charlman listened quietly to the ongoing argument. When encountering a situation, he never liked to directly set a tone for the problem and rudely let others execute it, but let the people under his staff fully express their opinions. No matter how smart a person is, he thinks. You will also encounter blind spots when you are doing this, but these may be stupid, or perhaps not marginal, there may be a sentence or two that can really solve the problem.

Soon, he got the following conclusions.

"These garbage collectors may come from within the consortium.

These garbage collectors have far surpassed the technological capabilities shown by the consortium on certain Realms, but on other Realms, they are too primitive.

These garbage collectors have mature industrial systems, but these industrial systems are completely hidden.

These garbage collectors have become self-sufficient and have a good life.

These……"

Finally, he derives a conclusion.

"Although these garbage collectors did not show hostility, they are threats. In any case, he still has too little information."

Thinking of this, he interrupted the young man who was still arguing.

"Continue to observe their every action, I want you to find all the information you can find, what they eat, drink, what entertainment they rely on, who is the leader... In short, I want every detail!

Before I say yes, I don't want anyone to take any action against them! "

After speaking, he thought, and walked to the headquarters of the defense army.

Although he can't directly attack them, it doesn't mean that he can't take other means...

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