Will the kemonomimi encounter Alien Ranch Story?

It is necessary to determine the location of the incident immediately, locate the contaminated gene fragments, recall and locate all contaminated products, and destroy existing species with genetic degradation to prevent their genetic factors from continuing to spread.

If necessary, the orbital fleet may need to block the airspace and disinfect all the transport ships involved to prevent contamination of other farms and agricultural planets.

This thing can really cause a huge reduction in production and then lead to a massive accident where the AI ​​girl hangs a lot of people. After confirming that the pasture and the cattle and sheep were fine, Lao Xia breathed a sigh of relief and then investigated whether the feed was the problem.

This is also a major production accident, the kind of accident that could instantly bankrupt an interstellar agricultural products company.

If the feed they produce is substandard, causing livestock on the entire planet and even multiple surrounding planets to suffer from malnutrition, weight loss, and substandard meat quality—the claim could bury Lao Xia's entire agricultural station.

Then there's the problem with the storage and feeding manual. Okay, that's a minor incident, and it's generally unrelated to the agricultural department that's implementing it. They can blame it on the seed company that sells the seeds and embryos for providing an incorrect manual, or they can blame it on the warehousing and logistics department. Anyway, it's none of their business as frontline departments.

Finally, there's the matter of the quality inspection department and quality inspectors, which is the lowest level of issue because all they need to do is report to the regulatory authorities and that's it; they don't even need to think.

So, along the way, Lao Xia's expression changed from one of utter despair to one of picnic delight.

Once it's discovered that the switch was caused by human greed during the logistics and transportation process, this incident falls outside his jurisdiction. Talulah's judicial department and Yelena's Ministry of Agriculture will investigate the entire incident and thoroughly examine other routes, preparing to dismantle this newly emerging dark industry chain.

As for the high-end meat products that were recovered, Lao Xia personally compensated the herders and also bought them, planning to have a BBQ to relax.

"20 kilograms of top-quality marbled beef, along with other cuts of mutton, and a delicious broth made from large chunks of beef bones and offal. You all enjoyed your meal!"

Yelena arrived with a dark expression. She was busy arresting people, while these two were enjoying a good meal here. "Give me one too!"

"Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

"I'm going to eat my way back the calories I lost from getting so angry at those idiots!" These people are really fearless. A large number of people were hanged for stealing from vaults, and there are still vault thefts now, only the amounts are smaller and the frequency is less.

They've gotten themselves into trouble again with this shipping switch, hanging a whole bunch of people. They really know how to come up with new ideas!

"Don't worry, there's more to come." Old Xia, who had been there before, complained, "There's nothing they wouldn't dare to do, only things you can't imagine. Even our AI and surveillance systems can't stop people from doing this kind of treacherous thing, let alone here."

Human greed is truly the greatest subjective motivation. In ancient times, there were even people who used their buttocks to steal silver from treasuries. As long as the profit was high enough, the skills they developed for stealing and smuggling when they had access to goods were difficult to foresee or completely prevent.

"This is a very long-term project, so you'd better be prepared to rely on it to lose weight..."

"Hmph!" The white rabbit snorted and forcefully piled a large stack of roasted meat onto its plate.

Chapter Seventy-Five: Giving the Title Rosemary

Chapter 75

In the occupied area, whips, rifles, and sufficient relief supplies successfully restored the city's initial order. Human beings only understand what order and rules are when they are well-fed, and only then do they realize the upward side of humanity; otherwise, they are just a bunch of humanoid beasts.

The men, scattered and reorganized, used simple tools to clean up the garbage and debris on the ruins, picking out the carbon material fragments one by one, piling them on wheelbarrows and pushing them to the incinerator for processing.

Metal fragments and debris were collected separately and remelted into tools and materials for repairing damaged areas of the city. A day's work here could provide enough food for the whole day and a meager wage to buy low-value items such as matches, lamp oil, or newspapers.

This measure put most ordinary people at ease for the time being, while women and children were organized to learn some simple production techniques and handicrafts, since these refugees and people in the occupied areas needed to be given jobs to stabilize their lives.

Most of these people lack survival skills and must be trained. Initially, Lao Xia plans to leverage the proximity to Syracuse and the Gulf to establish a food processing industry here. At the same time, he will build a seaweed farm and a desalination plant near the Strait of Victoria.

These tasks consume a significant amount of male labor. These two places are really not suitable for women. The former requires operating a crane or manually pulling up mature seaweed with a trawler, while the latter requires lifting the single-pass filter barrels that have sunk into the seawater to replace the filter membranes inside. Both are heavy physical labor.

Fish, shellfish, shrimp, and a large number of corals can also be farmed along the edge of the kelp fields. At the same time, a large electrolysis plant and a deuterium extraction plant are needed, and the oxygen produced will be used to provide oxygen for the kelp fields and fish.

As for hydrogen, it is used to manufacture various chemicals, strong acids, and metallic hydrogen explosives. Of course, the last one has too high safety requirements, and it seems that Lao Xia does not intend to use it. He is afraid that the Terrans' impulsive methods might accidentally blow up some non-renewable and valuable equipment on the spot.

However, aside from seaweed fields, the rest require a considerable level of technical skill and education, given the average level of education in Kazdel...

The doctor is also having a headache about what to do with these people. The men are fine; even if they can't be sent to the fields, they can be conscripted to fight on the front lines. But what about the women and children?

The textile factories are already at full capacity, and a large number of women from the base areas are waiting to work in textile and pharmaceutical factories.

Especially in pharmaceutical factories, although they are not intended for workers, the temperature-controlled workshops are much better than the noise and stuffiness of textile factories.

In the Satie region, the best place for female workers was in pharmaceutical factories, where they would do basic odd jobs.

However, with the gradual application of assembly lines and automation, the educational requirements and difficulty of the positions are also increasing. This means that, apart from those girls who were born in a good year and received systematic education, a large number of middle-aged and young women are finding it increasingly difficult to be competent.

Secondly, there are garment factories, but those are dominated by middle-aged and elderly women. These working women are the real experts; they can turn scraps into children's clothes. Their needlework, embroidery, and tailoring skills are all top-notch. For an ordinary young girl, going there is like crashing into a battlefield of gods.

Next are textile mills, especially cotton mills. Both picking cotton and spinning yarn require a large workforce. Xia Lin originally planned to automate this process, but the professor vehemently opposed it. His automation was too advanced; since Xia Lin chose to grow cotton, it meant he had the blueprints and automation measures for the entire processing equipment. So…

A textile mill capable of supplying enough garment materials to the entire Terra only needs to employ four people: three maintenance technicians and one engineer. That's it.

Even if you include warehouse staff, cafeteria ladies, and even cleaners (not counting his robot vacuum cleaner), you can only squeeze in a maximum of 20 positions—an instant wave of unemployment would leave the PhD student bewildered and trembling.

Of course, it could also trigger Terra's economic crisis ahead of time, creating millions of unemployed workers on the eve of the Great Depression. Such an event would not only cause a world war to break out quickly, but also cause the rule of various countries to collapse on the spot.

At the bottom are cleaners. Cities and roads still need cleaners in many places. This job is relatively easy for women, but it is dirty, tiring, and the pay is not high.

As for working at Satie TV and its affiliated film studio, that's too far-fetched for the average Sarkaz girl; most wouldn't even consider it as a future career aspiration.

Incredibly, even during the civil war, Satie's television station continued to broadcast programs as usual, only with an increased proportion of news and military programs. Various TV dramas and movies were still being filmed, and all the usual parties and entertainment events were still held.

In the words of the citizens of Satie today: How do you judge the situation on the front lines? As long as the TV station is still broadcasting dramas and commercials as usual, it means there is no problem at the front. When the TV station starts only broadcasting military news, that's when everyone can prepare to take up arms and go to the battlefield.

This means that, as a country, its military mobilization rate at this time was less than 20%, yet it was still able to maintain basic daily life and entertainment.

In other words, the people's war-weariness was very low, and most people didn't even realize they were in a war.

This is why Colombia firmly believes that New Kazdel is bound to win. No one understands what this means better than these entrepreneurs. The Victorians only see the surface of New Kazdel's soaring fiscal deficit, the conscription of most men, and the fact that women have to work in factories, without realizing from these daily lives that the other side is not giving their all.

Of course, it's also possible that the Victorians have already realized this, but unfortunately, the parliamentary battle between the dragon and the lion has started again. Even if someone has realized it, other opportunists and those with differing opinions will quickly use mindless opposition to make this warning disappear outside of parliament.

"Cut! Okay, that's the last shot, and we're done. I'll treat everyone to dinner." The Iron Eater clapped his hands to signal everyone to look over. "I'd like to give Lydia a little praise; your portrayal of the nun was very convincing."

"Hehehe..." The petite succubus, dressed in a magnificent priest's robe, chuckled. "That's because back when it was the red-light district..."

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more, I understand." The Iron-Eating Beast rubbed its forehead. It has to be said, this screenwriter is really amazing. He tailored a character for her: a dignified nun by day, but a succubus spy who absorbs the essence and power of her teammates behind the scenes. That kind of holy aura with a hint of something amiss is a perfect fit.

That could potentially shatter the Lateran's spirits. That's right, the way to deal with the Lateran is to attack their beliefs. How do you destroy a belief? By trivializing and secularizing it, you dismantle its sacredness.

"How was my performance as the hero?" The girl, dressed as a boy and playing the hero, who was the daughter of a minor nobleman, came over with a grin.

Although she was born into a minor noble family, her father had died in the battles of the Satti Oasis, and her other brothers and male relatives had been thrown into their respective jobs. The scattered family quickly lost strong connections, and they could no longer take care of this younger sister.

"Not very good," the Iron-Eating Beast said sternly. "How many times have I told you, real kung fu is about solid, hard work, not just fancy moves. You can't always rely on the help of stuntmen!"

"Hey! How could this happen!" The girl cried out in anguish. The most distinctive feature of filming movies in Terra is that it exhausts the special effects artists and cinematographers to the point of exhaustion. Compared to the actors, these guys who need to maintain a high level of Originium Arts output throughout the entire process are doing the hardest physical work. They also have to use misalignment and lighting to prevent the spells from actually blasting the actors to death in the studio.

"Special effects and props teams, pack up. Kitten, you don't need to help them, come with me."

"Hmm—" The young white kitten, clutching its large notebook, quickly caught up with the group.

Rosemary's wet items are more useful than she herself. Her own intense use of her abilities would cause her severe pain and headaches, and could induce amnesia and personality reset. She needs Amiya's abilities to share such a massive flow of information.

However, wet components don't have this problem—if the computing power of one brain isn't enough to handle the amount of information in a condensed ghost, then you can cram in more brains.

It's even possible to avoid controlling over 95% of the brain tissue, leaving only the part that processes and calculates information. Then, thousands of copies can be made and packaged into a single brain chip, and hundreds of brain chips can be stacked into a biological processing array. This would prevent the periodic amnesia and memory reset issues that Rosemary herself experienced due to a large amount of information directly overwriting her brain's memory.

After several improvements, the early warning and reconnaissance pod no longer overheats and shuts down upon startup. Lao Xia improved the biochip processing architecture and had Johnny write a protection control program, which solved 80% of the problems.

Although it still generates significant heat, affecting the cabin environment and is unstable at high temperatures, making it difficult to install on vehicles, it is sufficient for reconnaissance aircraft.

Rosemary's main job now is to work with the film crew. Her telekinesis can be used for most of the props, such as wire work, and her super memory (Rosemary actually has a very strong memory, but she forgets quickly due to the accumulation of a large amount of information) can also be used for script supervision work.

"Come on, I'm treating you to barbecue today!" The Iron-Eating Beast grabbed Rosemary by the armpits, lifted the tiny kitten up, and placed her on its neck. The young kitten clung to the Iron-Eating Beast's ears, looking around curiously. She was always forgetting and then remembering things again. Therefore, every day and every event held the same sense of novelty for her.

"Barbecue! Wait, Director, why are you so rich?" Treating the entire crew to barbecue is a huge expense, right? "Because I won a barbecue buffet voucher from the group's ranch in a lottery. Anyway, there's no limit to the number of people, so I thought I'd just bring everyone." A very typical Da Yan person's statement, well, to be precise, a very typical Da Yan old lady's statement.

"Wow, is the boss not planning to make a living anymore?"

"No, I heard from others that there seems to be a problem over there, a problem with the transportation chain. A large amount of meat products that were purchased could not be delivered, and they couldn't just pile them up and let them rot, so they simply charged the cost price and promoted it so that people could come and consume it themselves. The group also spent its own money to make a lot of self-service vouchers as welfare."

After all, meat rots and requires more money to dispose of, and to prevent disease outbreaks and environmental pollution, it's better to just distribute it as welfare.

After all, what people eat and consume can be turned into fertilizer and biogas. Besides, at worst, it can save on employee welfare expenses, which is much cheaper than spending money on disposal.

Traveling by train was a first for Rosemary. The thin little cat lay on the windowpane, looking out at the outside world with curiosity and surprise in its blue-violet eyes, as if wondering why this big iron box was moving so fast, and what those emerald green, snow-white and brilliant gold things were.

The passing combine harvesters, some as big as small mountains, made the little succubi exclaim as if they had never seen anything like it before. These metal monsters slowly devoured the fields of various colors. Groups of strong women and teenagers, wearing straw hats, packed the harvest under the scorching autumn sun, piling sacks onto trucks before sending them to the warehouse for inspection.

Some mischievous children even waved at the train and ran alongside it, only to be slapped on the back of a shoe by their elders and made to cry loudly. If they dared to be lazy and naughty during the autumn harvest, a few years ago, their fathers would have hung them up and beaten them half to death—that would have truly caused the whole family to starve to death.

Although the harvest is better now, the habit of rushing to harvest has not changed. Moreover, because the food has improved, the elderly say that life is much better now than in the past.

"Kitten, I remember you were supposed to have surgery soon, weren't you?"

"Surgery?" Rosemary looked confused, not quite remembering it. She quickly flipped through her notebook, recalling the fragments of memory that were almost gone. "Hmm, two days later..."

The memory implantation surgery was so poorly executed that even Lao Xia dared not separate her brother's brain tissue from her brain, let alone modify her hypermemory tissue. One wrong move and she would either die or become a vegetable, or even worse.

Therefore, to address Rosemary's memory overwriting symptoms caused by brain tissue conflict and hyperthymesia, the best approach would be to implant an artificial memory, essentially adding an external hard drive and expanding her RAM.

This can extend the period during which her memories are overwritten, and by regularly backing up important scene memories, and then rewriting them after they are overwritten to restore the backup, her amnesia symptoms can be greatly alleviated.

The real solution is to separate the tangled brain tissue of her brother and herself, and then restore her modified hippocampus. This is a highly complex surgery that not only is it impossible for Lao Xia to perform, but even the Star Alliance has a low success rate.

The chances of success are slim unless she is sent to a top medical university-affiliated hospital on Earth, the capital of the Star Alliance, to have the procedure performed by specialists.

This is no less difficult than separating a person's three souls and seven spirits one by one, then taking out two of them, discarding them, and making two new ones to put back in her. Even if she were sent to a Star Alliance hospital, the doctor's suggestion would probably be to implant an artificial memory and a memory information management plugin into her.

"Whoosh—" The train pulled into Ranch Station, and the little succubi poured out. There were quite a few people at the self-service barbecue area, but not all the seats were taken up.

After all, not everyone has the holiday and money to take a two- or three-hour train ride just to eat barbecue. Only the film crew who are about to have their wrap party, the nearby residents, and some of the more relaxed employees in the group have the time to do so.

"Barbecue, barbecue!" "No need to rush—" "Wait for me!" A group of young and beautiful succubi rushed in, which indeed made the whole venue seem much more lively.

"Is this kind of beef something we can eat freely?" A large piece of beef, as big as a marble, was picked up by the Iron-Eating Beast, along with a knife for slicing meat.

"Each voucher can only be used for a maximum of two pieces, but you can take as much regular beef and other meats as you like."

"Iron-eating beast, I remember you preferred vegetarian food, didn't you?"

"Ah, that's to maintain my figure, and also..." And also, just like Xuezhi, it's because they're poor. When they were celebrities, they had to manage their figures and didn't dare to eat whatever they wanted. But after they lost their jobs, they didn't have the money to eat whatever they wanted.

Speaking of Snow Pheasant, it seems she was the one who decided on these perks. She apparently heard that thousands of tons of beef couldn't be shipped out temporarily due to problems with the transportation chain and might rot. She was completely stunned and immediately arranged a series of promotional measures and perks. In her view, food is something that's not wasted if it's eaten, but it's a real shame if it rots.

Let alone Snow Pheasant feeling numb, when Iron-Eating Beast, a pure Great Flame Human, heard about this, his first reaction was also that his scalp tingled and he felt like his body was about to split open. Or rather, the feeling was similar to capturing any Great Flame Human—what a waste!

What kind of dipping sauce would you like?

"I want chili peppers, the spiciest kind!" The iron-eating beast's eyes lit up.

As for the rosemary, she had already started grilling it. Grilled meat is an irresistible temptation for any cat. Cats are pure carnivores, and cooked meat is an addictive temptation for them.

Because cooked meat is softer, easier to digest and eat, and has more juice and a richer flavor, carnivores generally prefer cooked meat, but they simply don't have the means to grill it.

This characteristic has also influenced the Terrans of the Felin tribe due to genetics. Just as the Katas tribe also eats meat, but prefers fruits and sweet vegetables, the Ursus people... a combination of meat, oil, and sugar is their favorite.

An invisible force of thought easily sliced ​​open the Grade A beef brought by the Iron-Eating Beast, placing it piece by piece on the wire mesh. Under the heat of the charcoal fire, a fragrant wisp of smoke quickly rose, the slices of meat sizzled, and the snow-white fat rapidly turned into pale yellow butter, oozing out and dancing on the surface of the meat. The rich meat juice mixed with the fat dripped onto the red-hot charcoal, causing wisps of flame to rise.

"Mmm—" The cat's big blue-purple eyes narrowed comfortably. The meat was tender and juicy, and the rich meat flavor filled the mouth. The unique satisfaction of the meat from large livestock made the whole person feel warm instantly.

This is a completely different experience from the chicken and fish commonly found in Kazdel; the advantage of poultry is that it is chewy and tender.