405. Chapter 405 Mo City is so nice (22)


Chapter 405 Mo City is so good (22)

After knowing the style of the game, Kong Jue no longer worried about his own problems, but began to examine the content of the game from a third-party perspective.

Because he was in a dream, many feelings could be conveyed, allowing him to clearly feel the daily life of a resident.

He boasted that his previous planning was good and that he had taken many aspects into consideration. However, after actually playing, he found that he still ignored the feelings of ordinary people and low-level monks.

In the early stage of the game, you can actually give workers a better working environment, such as giving them more clothes and giving them more spells to make them stronger.

However, in the early days of a generation, laboring with magic was a thankless task.

The physical strength of workers is not valuable in the early stage. Many constructions only need to be completed on time. If this is not possible, just send a few more people.

Even if the working environment of workers is improved, what is reflected in the game is only an improvement in a few happiness indexes and some labor efficiency.

But data will always be data. If you don’t experience it yourself, you will never know what the life of the bottom workers is like.

Following the perspective of a laborer, he truly experienced what the people at the bottom paid under his own plan.

They need to get up at dawn and go home in the middle of the night. After returning home, they have to listen to their mother-in-law's complaints. Most of the complaints are "the food sent by the city lord today is mushy again" "when can I get the money" "again" I’ve given birth to a baby, but what should I do if I can’t produce milk even if I drink fish soup?”

Listening to these complaints, Kong Jue was a little lost.

This scene left a deep impression on him. After all, he was very dissatisfied with these people when he was planning it. He felt that these people were too pretentious.

“Why are you complaining? Didn’t I give you something to eat?”

“I don’t have money now, but I will have it in the future.”

"A portion of fish soup costs twenty spirit seeds, and a portion of glutinous rice paste only costs five spirit seeds. Although it doesn't taste good, it can fill your stomach."

"Stop complaining and keep having babies. Then build Mo City!”

At that time, the complaining woman was just a troublemaker in his eyes.

But now, what he saw was an ordinary peasant woman who did not dare to light a lamp because she was afraid of wasting oil. She could only do some handicrafts in the dim moonlight to support the family.

Because the city formation has not yet been established, the temperature in the entire Mo City is very low, but she is still sitting by the window, shivering, sewing various rags, and then making a quilt. Grassy clothes.

Seeing this scene, Kong Jue suddenly understood why Daoxuan paid so much attention to the people at the bottom.

Unlike Kong Jue, a demon sect noble, Daoxuan came from the bottom in a serious way, and he knows best how miserable the people are.

Listening to the farmer's chattering, Kong Jue slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

The next day, he still had to work hard, but the work content changed to quarrying.

Quarrying is not a simple job. Workers need to first cut a hole in the boulder, then boil water and pour it in to make the stone expand and crack from the middle. Then they use wooden nails and mallets to crush the stone. Open it and then transport the excavated boulders to the camp.

There was no protection here, just dust all over the sky. The heavy stones quickly made his hands covered with blood blisters, and he felt excruciating pain even if he waved the mallet.

While working numbly, Kong Jue thought about his original thoughts when building the quarry.

“It’s too expensive to excavate with magic. Let’s use manpower at the beginning.”

“But manpower is also troublesome to use. There are too many complaints, but now we need so many people to do it.” We can only take turns, quarrying rocks today, building houses tomorrow, and the time spent running around in between is considered rest.”

Kong Jue couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of his former self.

Sure enough, if the whip doesn’t hit me, I don’t know how painful it is.

At this time, Kong Jue finally realized how hard physical labor is. If he were to do it again, even if he didn't score enough, he would still have to spend money to use magic to dig out rocks in the early stage and let his residents Don't work too hard.

Time passed quickly in "Simulating Mo City 2". During the construction and excavation process, Kong Jue found that he was slowly getting older.

The child has grown up, but his cultivation talent is not high and he does not meet the conditions of the city lord. He couldn't enter the newly opened training ashram, so he could only work hard with himself.

Seeing the little kid who was just chasing chickens and beating dogs gradually grow into a young adult, Kong Jue still felt a sense of affection.

The wages started to be paid a while ago, and he also saved a sum of spiritual stones so that his children could go to the dojo to try their luck.

Although the talent is not high, it is still there. Even if you can't become an indomitable power in the future, you can at least have some cultivation, so that you won't have to work hard to make a living like yourself.

But unfortunately, the city lord did not hear his request.

In other words, Kong Jue, the city lord at the time, never thought of this at all.

Behind the ink numbers are families. The expectations of each family are hidden behind the numbers, and a ban directly cut off their way to heaven, leaving these slightly talented people to follow their parents. Buried in endless construction.

Class solidification has been formed, and those at the bottom have no room to stand up, and their descendants can only sink endlessly.

Kong Jue felt deep despair as he watched his child take over his sledgehammer and work with him in the quarry.

In the dust all over the sky, he seemed to see his son’s son appearing here, and his grandson’s grandson still doing the same.

And all he could do was to pick up a sledgehammer and smash all the anguish and hesitation against the boulder in front of him until it fell apart.

Mo City is getting better day by day, but he is also getting older day by day.

Long-term labor caused a lot of physical problems to him. The old injury on his leg that was hit by a stone started to hurt every time it was cloudy. His lungs that breathed in too much dust would cough from time to time.

The gradually improved diet in the later period did not allow his body to recover. These old injuries were like wounds cut on trees. Even after recovery, you can still see the twisted and bloated parts.

Gradually, unable to work, he became a burden to his family and to Mo City.

Some free tobacco leaves were sent over. After smoking these tobacco leaves, you can not be hungry for a long time, and the pain on your body has also disappeared a lot, at the cost of making the whole person groggy.

Kong Jue, who had smoked a lot of tobacco leaves, no longer had much thinking ability. He would come to the place where he once worked in a daze every day, watch other people working hard, and tell stories about his past.

"At that time, we all dug stones with our hands. Now that you are better, just use magic."

No one listened to him, so he just told himself, saying When I feel happy, I call out the names of my former partners a few times, and then I fall into depression again.

Finally, he came to the top of the mountain alone and saw the sun rising, and the city of Mo was shining brightly in the sunshine.

“Mocheng is so nice.” Looking at the sparkling Mocheng, Kong Jue closed his eyes with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)

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