Chapter 1167 The City on which the Sun Never Sets 37

  At this time, in a large conference hall of Pang Tong.

  A group of people sit together.

   "Mr. Xie, the groundwater level has dropped again."

   "There are more and more people from outside, and the people who pay the fee to come in are almost unable to fit in. Those who want to smuggle in have crashed into the west railing today."

   "Those people outside are out of control, and they also bring their own diseases. They are completely a group of uneasy factors. The residents have long complained about these outsiders."

   "Find a way to kill them."

   "Those corpses need to be dealt with."

   "Kill everyone? The refugees outside have fled thousands of miles away, and we don't take them in. If killing them is too ruthless, can't they be deported?

  And there are so many people, if we really do something, it will definitely cause these refugees to fight back. "

   "If expulsion was useful, there wouldn't be so many people and corpses gathered outside.

  Strangling with great fanfare will definitely not work. We can use the excuse of preventing epidemics. Healthy people can enter Pangtong as long as they kill more than ten sick people and destroy 20 corpses.

   Then pretend to let those qualified healthy people come in, and then disperse and kill them. "

   "I think this method will work."

   "I also agree with this approach."

  This plan was proposed, and it was instantly agreed by most people.

   "In addition, Pang Tong's interior should also be checked, and all the sick people should be gathered and cleaned up."

   "Yes! The disease cannot be spread in Pangtong."

   "Mr. Xie, what do you think?"

  As soon as the voice fell, everyone looked at the octogenarian sitting in the middle. The old man nodded with a compassionate expression on his face, "For the sake of the overall situation, let's do this."

  A dozen people in a room decide the lives and deaths of thousands of people.

   Immediately afterwards, the meeting was adjourned.

  The old man just stood up when he suddenly started coughing violently.

   Then he was supported by the young man next to him, "Mr. Xie, how are you doing?"

  The people in the meeting also stopped when they heard the words, and all looked at the old man.

   "I'm old, I'm just too tired."

  The old man who was honored as Mr. Xie waved his hands, calmly covering the age spots on the back of his hands, "Hurry up and do your own thing, Pang Tong is the most important thing in everything."

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at this time

  Fu Anan and the others have already arrived in the city.

  Pang Tong no longer builds dusty houses with mud and stone like those small Gobi and oases. Most of the houses here are painted with a layer of pure white paint, which has a very pure feeling. The largest building among them is repaired with stones, like a castle. The curved roof is also pasted with gold leaf, which is magnificent and glittering.

  The house is beautiful, but their experience is not beautiful.

  During the time they entered the city, they had already been asked to check the wooden signboard for entering the city twice, and witnessed an outsider without a wooden signboard being taken away by a group of people.

  There are whistleblowers all over the city.

  Locals report any unfamiliar faces directly, leaving no hiding place for those who sneak in from other places. They also dislike outsiders.

   Whenever outsiders buy things, the price is at least 30% more expensive.

  The place where the water is fetched is twice the price, and you will be squeezed to the end of the line.

   "Is this geographical discrimination?"

  Fu Anan looked at these locals. They are very different from the warm, generous, civilized and polite Pang Tong people that the black-hearted boss said.

   "It is maliciously crowding out competition."

Lu Shen replied, "This is probably the oasis where the only remaining water source has not been exhausted. Although the people living here are affected, it is not a big problem. Suddenly, refugees poured in from all directions. The refugees squeezed the original The living space of the residents consumes the fixed resources here. As a result, the price of materials here increases and resources are scarce, which will be hated by the aborigines."

  (end of this chapter)