One of them heard what Mr. Right Wing said just now, stood up and said: "Sir Right Wing, we are not sad."

"Gathering together is a blessing to spend the day and earn a little more money."

Right wing: "???"

Mixed salary?

He was a little confused and didn't know what he meant.

Isn't there a war now? What's going on with Mr. Guan?

The right wing directly asked about their doubts: "Isn't there a war now? What does the salary you mentioned... have to do with your happiness?"

"Besides, you suffered quite a lot of damage in this war."

The man just now smiled, raised his chin proudly and said, "Sir Right Wing, there is a big connection here."

"As long as we live for one day, each force can get half a stone of food. This is just one day. If we survive for two days, we can get one stone of food, and so on."

"The longer the war lasts, the more food we can get. As long as the war is over and we are still alive, we can get more."

"How can we not be happy if we survive even one day?"

Others are also rushing to tell the right-wing adults about their welfare.

"That's right, as long as we survive one day, we can get half a load of food, and two days is one load of food."

"The most important thing is that these are all daily expenses. After all, we are fighting a war. If people die, there will be nothing. Aren't we working in vain?"

"The most important thing is that there is still meat to eat."

"Not only food, but also the explosives and weapons we use are coming. As long as we work hard, we will have the opportunity to be promoted and make a fortune in the future."

"That's right, this is an opportunity. I really hope that this war will last ten or eight years, even if it doesn't start. Then we can receive half a stone of food every day and be happy."

"Business Alliance yyds."

"Fortunately, we didn't leave when those people asked us to leave. Otherwise, we would have starved to death if we went out now."

"..."

Everyone rushed to speak out, which confused the right wing.

What?

Give half a stone of food a day?

Doesn't that mean that a day's salary is half a stone of food?

Is the Merchant Alliance so proud?

This is a force and half a stone, not the seven hundred people in front of me, nor the two thousand people brought here as a whole.

He believed he heard correctly.

Half a stone a day...

There are more than 2,000 forces, there must be dozens of forces anyway. As long as the war lasts for one day, the Merchant Alliance will need to invest dozens of stones in food.

This is still one day...

Think about them again, until the war is completed and they are alive, fifty dan of food can be given.

There are more than two thousand of them.

This is simply a comparison of one person to another.

and.

They also face the hidden danger of working in vain if they die, and after the war is over, 3333 will not give them food, or the food will be delayed or given less, etc. A series of problems.

But they don't have to worry.

If the merchant alliance doesn't give them food, they can leave immediately, so they don't have to worry about working in vain and the subsequent troubles.

at this time.

As these people spoke, the island became a little more lively. Some people heard the conversation and couldn't help but come closer.

pity.

They came closer and what they heard was not a good thing, at least not to them.

Wait until you understand.

Some people even forget about sadness and pain, their eyes widen with disbelief.

"What, these people from the Business Alliance are paid on a daily basis?"

"No way, capitalists can't be so kind. I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

"With half a stone of grain a day, an adult can eat half a stone of grain for more than a hundred days. If you save a little, you can eat for a longer time."

"The trenches are inhumane, the trenches are simply inhumane. We worked so hard for the empire, but after the work was completed, we were only given fifty dan of food. Some of us even couldn't enjoy the food."

"The most important thing is that they said that the merchant alliance promised that the half-stone food given to them would not be bran or anything like that, but pure white rice and various meats. I...I have an idea."

"We have worked so hard here, and our comrades died without seeing the food provided by the empire. We really are not worthy of being human."

"Not only that, the merchant alliance also gave them explosives and weapons. This is like a biological son. 1111, I am willing to call you dad. Do you dare to agree?"

"..."

The pot exploded, the entire island exploded, and everyone was in an uproar.

They never thought that there were more than 2,000 people working desperately for fifty dan of food, and that they might not even see what they worked so hard for.

Bibi people.

The boss pays a daily salary, and the salary is more than them. If he doesn’t want to work anymore, he can leave at any time. The salary is still higher than theirs, and he also gives delicious food...

There's absolutely no way to compare.

The other people on the empty island looked at the hundreds of people from the Merchant Alliance with jealousy and envy, and even had the urge to join them.

I just don’t know if the business alliance will accept it.

Thinking.

The right wing is a bit sluggish.

He felt that something seemed to be broken in his heart.

He worked hard and thought he was taking advantage, but in the eyes of others, he was clearly being squeezed by his boss, who also wanted to not pay him wages.

What the right wing is thinking now is...

Does the Business Alliance still want to recruit people?

If he recruits people, he can leave the 3333 Empire now and join the Merchant Alliance. He will come back to help the 3333 Empire anyway.

The essence of things has not changed, but he can make a lot of money in the middle.

"call."

Right Wing breathed a long sigh of relief, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, looked at the people in front of him with complicated eyes, and said in an unkind tone: "Well, I understand."

"Since you are not grieving because of the death of your comrades, I won't bother you much."

Finished.

He turned around and left immediately without waiting for anyone else to speak.

I can't stay here any longer. I'm afraid that if I continue, I won't be able to help myself and ask if there is a possibility that I will become the lackey of the Merchant Alliance.

After the right wing left.

Many people here immediately came forward to inquire.

"Brother, is it true that your Merchant Alliance can get half a stone of food if you persist for one day? It's not 700 people, nor 2,000 people. It's a force?"

"That's true. I was very energetic during the battle today."

"Comrade, your wages are calculated daily. Is this true? Do you get half a stone of food every day? If you don't want to work anymore, can you leave at any time?"

"Tch, who will leave? Now we have looked away. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to leave. Food is the most important thing. Those explosives and the like are not just needed. If people are starving to death, no matter how much iron ore there is, it won't matter.
Chapter completed!