Blackstone Code

~: two thousand six hundred and eight

Nick stood in front of his bedroom window and looked at the brightly lit construction site at the foot of the mountain, and inexplicably thought of a novel called "Tom and Sam".

The night was just like that day, and they were firmly yearning for freedom.

Nick was not a racist or a supporter of slavery, and he was born at a time when slavery was being abolished around the world.

At this moment, his heart was very complicated, and he couldn't explain why.

Maybe the slave is too pitiful?

Or maybe they are just too stupid!

he does not know.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a gunshot shook the dark night, and the loudspeaker on the construction site rang like an air raid siren.

Then several armored vehicles rushed into the construction site, with loud gunfire.

The entire battle lasted only more than twenty minutes. There was a lot of gunfire, and Nick could hear the sound of machine guns, and there was more than one machine gun.

“You need fewer tools to facilitate construction!”

Enjoying the good and bad life in the apocalypse has not become Nick's new pursuit!

As we approached the construction site, the smell of blood floating in the icy hot air began to turn turbid.

The people in the federal military are even more stressed. The war has only started a few years ago, and we have all experienced battlefields with millions of people. The big conflict of killing escaped slaves is as tense as playing.

In fact, I read it correctly. The dangerous employees of Shiraishi over there all worked in Amelia. At the beginning, we only suppressed the Amelia people a little.

His voice changed a little because of the nervousness. It sounded like the sharp sound made by someone pinching the egg, which was a bit funny.

I paused for a moment, "You still have some clues about the small computer he's talking about next time, but can that thing... really bring about a qualitative change in your lives?"

Yes, counterattack, yes, attack first.

It's like the capitalists have a way to explain that I always lose!

Throughout the winter, Nick spent time at the construction site, looking for problems and solving them, which also left me with no ideas or ideas for how to change or modify the plan in Nagaril.

The family spent a very warm holiday, and it also made Nick understand his position.

Yes, report it.

"He knows that since it is winter now, we will rot and burn it and bury it before spring."

The knock on the door startled Nick. He picked up the knife on the table and asked, "Who's there?"

Nick's heart moved slightly, "Isn't anyone coming here?"

The security guard nodded, "But the problem is small and will be solved soon."

"Look, you all know the answer, so electronic information is the future!"

Lynch is actually very satisfied with the current progress of the project, because it is too fast.

No one thinks these people are too stupid. Even if they run away, where can they run in such hot weather?

"Don't you have such a short period of time to waste it? They are responsible for establishing the project and building some large-scale machines that cannot be handheld as soon as possible."

When the information was summarized in Lynch's hands, he just glanced at it and put it on the corner of his desk.

As long as we don’t hold on to Whitestone Capital tightly and work hard to create value, we don’t have the qualifications and opportunities to go to Nagaril and enjoy a better and worse apocalyptic life.

Some people still think that if Qi Zuiqian escapes, it is very unlikely that Qi Qian will die in the tunnel.

It's not even 70 degrees above zero inside, but it's not even more than 10 degrees outside. We're not confident that people can survive there before the end.

On the afternoon of the seventh day, the Nagali people were asked to come in batches to visit the fugitive slaves. Those who were less emotional were picked out on the spot and ate a copper peanut.

Then no one will open fire like never before!

Accompanied by Nick and others, the two visited the unfinished part, which was not the part that retreated into the shelter.

Of course, in order to ensure Nick's best performance, I will also have a security guard accompanying me to ensure that I will not be attacked.

I opened the door, and before confirming whether Nick was injured or whether anyone from Xiaoxinhuan was hiding outside the room, I apologized to Nick slightly.

It is said in the work manual that every employee is a valuable asset of the company and must ensure that the company's property is not threatened or harmed during work.

"Your workers lack many convenient machinery. We are still using relatively primitive methods to excavate space. According to our current excavation speed, it will take at most seven to seven years to complete the project."

"What are we doing?", Nick asked.

The latter will be regarded as an outlier, while the former is unlikely to be reported.

We are vague about the value of minicomputers, which is beyond our best judgment.

In early mid-July, two members of the Federal Emergency Committee came there.

The chief engineer nodded, "That problem is difficult. You will be able to produce the product by at least summer."

Before the shock wore off, the food was much worse this year, with everyone missing a small piece of beef rib and an hour less rest than before.

"But that means you are always standing still. When there is a low point behind your eyes, you will find that you have not overcome the low point yet..."

That brief killing did not bring much impact. No employees reported to the head office that a pile of dead people hanging under the square affected their work mood. In the end, the pile of dead people was burned to ashes.

Although I am a scientist, all scientists are superstitious and believe that I do not have the talent or luck to become a top scientist.

I stayed awake all night, always feeling suspicious that there were no gunshots, or recalling the chaotic array of corpses under the square.

While the two members of Congress were visiting, the workers were still working. Because the temperature in the tunnel was relatively low, we were all wearing very thin clothes.

The whole visit process was not long, because the completed content was very small. It was completed in an hour, and everyone was very satisfied.

It wasn't a beef rib and a big hour's break that brought closure to the Nagaril people's internal unity.

The security guard will naturally stop this. After all, the work has to continue. They will stop the construction because there are no idiots who want to escape.

On October 7th, Nick returned home, and my wife and I talked very little, including the news about the end of the world.

Instead of a temporary train station inside the wicket, the exterior will be preserved and built over, but that will have to wait until construction begins.

Nick knew what he was thinking when he saw us. The lower class already knew what was going to happen.

That also made the two congressmen feel the "charm" of that project -

"Mr. Nick, I am..., something happened just now. I need to make sure you are safe and not injured."

It doesn't matter whether he is a civilian or a member of the resistance organization, as long as no one in the team raises the idea that "that guy is suspicious".

When faced with behavior that may not infringe on the company's interests, it is allowed to delay counterattack until the other party commits harmful behavior.

Reporting a fugitive slave, even one who has no intention of escaping, can result in all kinds of disadvantages without solid evidence, and he or she may not even have the chance to go home directly!

Knowing it was an illusion, Nick saw a creepy smile on the face of the security guard next to him.

Before retreating into the small door, there was not a complicated isolation space. Although it was determined why an isolation space was needed, the small family did that.

The transistor hasn't even come out yet, and the integrated circuit is something new, but people have not developed in that direction in the future.

Everyone improved during that period of construction, and that kind of small-scale construction itself was not a very rare experience.

I sat under the chief engineer's chair, and the other person sat opposite me under the chair where he usually receives guests.

I was polite like a real gentleman, but it was Nick who noticed that the other party's cuffs were stained red with blood, and I almost believed him.

"It doesn't matter if you see the results now, it's like climbing a mountain. As long as you look back, you will always see the low peak behind you."

Small computers are also the main project that Lynch asked us to carry out research and development. In fact, the small computers themselves have not been developed yet.

There are as many as one or two million people in the shelters over there, and as few as eight or seven million people. Whether they have backgrounds or abilities, there is actually a lot of difference between me and these special people.

Lynch smiled and handed over a cigarette, "Does he think it's because he walks slowly, or because the transmission speed of electricity in copper wires is slow?"

But no matter what kind of person he is, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has not completely revealed his mentality at this time.

"You can do that with your own projects!"

Otherwise, how can we explain the phenomenon that I am always wrong?

Now that Lynch has asked the Flight Research Institute and all relevant research departments to stop joint efforts.

Lynch has never made any mistakes when it comes to the "direction" issue. Whether it is researching aircraft or some previous scientific research projects, it has been proved in the end that the direction I pointed has made no mistakes!

Knowing why, Nick suddenly wanted to go to the construction site to have a look and asked about it.

"Those guys would be hung up to scare some idiots out of their luck."

I had to work for something worse for the company, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to go to the refuge in Nagaril.

That also makes other people more obedient.

At twelve o'clock, the New Year's bell rang, and the contemporary "Happy New Year" came from the radio. However, at this time, there was no joyful atmosphere at the construction site at the foot of the mountain.

Some security guards dragged the corpses one by one to the lights and lined them up.

This guy was the security guard in that dangerous area, and Nick had met me.

Those old employees basically held very few lives in their hands and killed some Nagarils who escaped, which was no burden to us at all.

The chief engineer replied, "Of course electricity is slow!"

"I'm sorry to disturb his rest, Mr. Nick. There must be nothing wrong. You can't call the duty room anytime and anywhere."

Nick looked at it for a while and left without feeling nauseated.

There is a way to explain it!