Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 406 405. The most abundant thing in this world is troubles (Part )
To be honest, this was a matter of necessity. The entertainment company had originally planned the changes quite well.

It doesn’t matter if the company’s big stars insist on going on a charity tour. They will get the bulk of the profits anyway, and they can even recruit some mercenaries. Why not do it?
Anyway, her popularity has been at its peak for a long time and has gradually begun to decline. The audience must need new stimulation, so just go through the scrapping process.

As for the Academy City, the entertainment company itself was only attracted by the young people there who were clean and pure and had experienced a certain degree of combat and knowledge training, and had no intention of making any big move.

But the president of the entertainment company didn't think so. He said that if they were going to do it, they had to do it big, so that all the big bosses could have a great time and make a lot of money.

The people below didn't understand how to make a fortune, but they just did as they were told - and then the accident happened, didn't it?

There were intrusions, and they were continuous. A scumbag kid from the desert had turned the tables, teaming up with the guys from the academy to torment the company.

Not only that, he even got some artillery and wiped out all the useful mercenaries that had been gathered with great difficulty, forcing the entertainment company to find a way to remedy the situation.

As a result, even the unspeakable secrets behind the scenes were taken out as physical evidence... This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

Other things can be settled through transactions, or even by making concessions or transferring some high-quality talents to those supervisors.

There is really no way to cover up this matter. Some of the senior executives of the entertainment company know where their technology comes from and how distorted it is.

Once other companies find out that you are using your talent to do such despicable or underhanded things, you can easily imagine how you will be held accountable.

So they hurriedly put together the assembled devices, which were all meaningless when separated, and then blew up half of the gate to the giant vision.

The original plan was to install it on both the doorpost and the crossbeam, but time was limited and too many parts were lost along the way. It's good enough to be able to get enough for one pillar, so we'll have to make do with it.

The company is not a perfect superman who can behave consistently and execute orders within 20 milliseconds after they are issued. After all, it is a relatively bloated group that has existed for a long time.

After making do with various methods, the mission was accomplished judging by the results - the door exploded, the energy of the strange phenomenon was completely released, and everyone in the entire college city was forced to join in.

As long as the door is not repaired before the giant vision dissipates, the people who died inside will be truly dead and even their bodies will not be found.

The entertainment company personnel who enter just need to find a way to destroy the unfavorable evidence... I have the advantage!
As for the possibility that if the situation in the vision becomes critical and everyone is wiped out, some people have worried about it. But compared to the entire company exploding, everyone losing their jobs or even their lives...

It’s better to let those who go in sacrifice themselves, as long as it’s not them who die.

However, even the president was caught off guard. He thought the pressure came from outside, from those confused people in other companies, or from the idiotic operations of those stupid bosses.

But I never thought that the pressure could also come from those gamblers, brain-dead idiots, and indentured servants within the company.

These people took advantage of the fact that the company's combat forces were dispatched to other satellite cities to intercept the maintenance team and suddenly started a riot. They robbed the armory, knocked down colleagues who had just been chatting and laughing, and seized a large number of weapons and equipment from them.

There are even some technical personnel among these people who are constrained by the company's rules and regulations. Under someone's instigation, they directly join the battle!
The satellite city was instantly filled with smoke, and the entertainment company had to recall some of the machines it had sent out to block the attack and send them back to the blooming city in the backyard to engage in street fighting with these people.

As we all know, in a complex city without special shields and infantry coordination, no matter how mobile the incoming machines are... under anti-armor firepower, they are just turtle shells that are relatively easy to hit.

Especially in the city, there were fierce battles everywhere, and it was impossible to tell who was who and who were the rebels, which made it even more embarrassing for the aircraft to drive in.

There is only one day to solve this mess, because there is no way to deal with these things even if the face is torn. When the sun goes down and the support from various companies comes back, the entertainment companies will explode and scatter.

Facing questions from investors hiding behind the scenes, the CEO stood before the video screens and smiled confidently. "We'll win."

All of this was recorded by various camera devices.

Let’s ignore the fighting outside for now. What kind of scene is it that all the people in the entire college city are pulled into this strange scene?

The moment the white light flashed and the hazy vision rushed towards him, Cypher had already made considerable preparations, including but not limited to transferring his consciousness to his body...

The world before his eyes turned from hazy to real, and there was a piece of transparent glass in front of him. Sefer only felt that he was... still a backup body and had not been transferred back to the main body.

Not to mention transfer, even the button to switch to the backup body becomes unselectable.

How come this is the only body brought in?
After looking around the small cabin for a few seconds, I found that the transparent glass and the metal door inlaid with it were open. I walked out and saw that there were these one-person-sized freezer cabins on both sides.

Why... looks a little familiar?
"What's your name? What did you do before? Tell me quickly. If you don't have a job, you'll just be digging for food in the snow and waiting to die."

The person who spoke was a young man, but after looking at him for a long time, Seifer always felt that he looked familiar.

"Me? Red Crossbow, I should be a mercenary. What is this place?"

"Concentration camp, refuge, human warehouse to save food... whatever you want to call it. Come over here and line up over there to prepare. Time is limited."

Cypher looked in the direction he pointed and saw a number of young students who had also emerged from the jars... yes, students. They were shivering and rubbing their arms, enduring the cold and discomfort as they lined up to go out.

The whole room has the style of a cold, cement, undecorated house, and even the lighting is poor.

The only high-tech gadgets were the canisters around them that held the people who had just come out. They were now being driven down by giant rollers, transferring a new batch of people to this plane.

Cypher turned around and asked, "What's your name?"

"You're quite calm. My name is Marshall, and I'm in charge of personnel dispatch."

"Nice to meet you, but what are we going to do outside?"

Marshall pressed the number on the counter. "Of course, you frozen meats are supposed to do what you do. You're lucky to have the ability to open your eyes and waste the limited food. Hurry and join the queue. We don't have much time."

Judging from his facial features, if this Marshall is the man that Cypher had seen in the vision before... he looked more indifferent when he was young than he did later.

So we are in this unfortunate situation where the cold wave never ends and it seems that we can only rely on ourselves?
However... the existence of such a large frozen storage facility does not mean that humans still have a lot of technology left, and we have not yet reached the stage of the doomsday train.

On the bright side, people outside should still be able to send communications in, allowing Sefer to receive information in real time.

The question now is...the other familiar students, as well as the researchers who were also involved and the possible insiders of the entertainment company, which jar are they in?

(End of this chapter)