48 Hours a Day

“While some may find the social fabric of bees a little unfair, you cannot deny that it is precisely because of the existence of this social fabric that bees can function in an orderly manner, thus producing honey of constant origin, as well as the role of the human social fabric, which, although more complex than that of bees, is essentially no different.” Mr. G took out his handkerchief and wiped off the residue of the dead bee on his finger.

“Is the new Shanghai 0297 also a beehive from which honey is continuously supplied?” Zhang Heng asked.

“The good news, in my view, is that companies, cities, and even extinct national systems are actually beehives, but they just don't look the same.” Mr. G. spread his hands apart, "Humanity has been trying for thousands of years to find more efficient ways to produce and reproduce, from the use of tools, several industrial revolutions, to the emergence of a global division of labour, our productivity has increased dramatically and our material life has become more and more abundant, look at the world around you, our days are not so great compared to those of our ancestors who lived in stone caves. ”

“But at the same time, we have become more and more like our creation, and the vast majority of people have lost their individual uniqueness, just like these worker bees, each looking almost like an alternative part, and we forget what our true aspirations are, being deceived by society, and gradually becoming tools of production, and we are arranged to work together in different roles to make the whole order work, but the more productivity develops, the more we become like tools until clones emerge, pushing it all to the extreme. ”

Mr. G. paused, "When the clones were first born, there was a prophecy that humans would get a more advanced and efficient production method. Do you know how much it would cost for ordinary families to raise a child earlier in life? Not to mention that when they grow old, they continue to consume social resources by taking out social insurance during the production phase. And the emergence of clones is a perfect solution to those problems.

“At an early age, you can raise them as large quantities as pigs, just by feeding them a feed that will sustain them, almost without any additional input, and when they grow up and give them a false memory, you can shape them into whatever parts you need, like you, a bodyguard, or a cook, a good employee… you can throw them directly into production, and you can destroy them when they reach old age, or when efficiency is not working. This is the perfect production tool, as if it were a new type of worker bee that doesn't eat or drink.

Mr. G said as he waved his hand and asked the bodyguard to bring up the cask with the honey spleen, "But do you know what the same problem is with humans and bees? At first, these bees were only harvesting honey for the survival of the community, but then they forgot the fundamental purpose of harvesting honey for the sake of harvesting honey, and eventually harvesting honey far beyond what they needed, cheating on me as a beekeeper.

“Oh, so much talk without paying attention, forgive me, when it comes to bees, I keep talking about bees, I almost forgot the real thing, I came to you this time for the courier thing, the trading day has been set, just the night after, no offense, I've seen the video of your previous battles, and I know how you saved my middleman with an enemy, from that runaway group, which is why I chose you as my courier, but I hope you can also understand that this deal is really, really important to me, and I have to make sure that it doesn't lose anything. ”

“What do you mean?” Zhang Heng asked.

Mr. G. was not in a hurry to answer, watching his two bodyguards move a table and two chairs, put cloth on the table, set the utensils up, put another bottle of wine on, and then went on.

“Before you really start working for me, I want to see what you're capable of, so that I know if the person I hired for a lot of money is unreliable, isn't that too much to ask? ”

Mr. G. reached out to Miss F., “And you, my beautiful fiancée, would you like to have an afternoon tea with me? ”

Miss F frowned when she heard it, "It's not what we agreed. ”

“Yes, this is a small part of my temporary decision to add, and I like our friends as much as you do, which is why I don't want him to have any accidents the day after tomorrow when he picks up delivery for me. ”

Miss F wanted to say something else, but then she heard Zhang Heng say, “Fair enough, what is the test? ”

“Since your job is to deliver the courier, please help me get this barrel of honey spleen to the storage room behind the garden, and help me bring my fiancée's favorite croissant from the kitchen. Be careful, it's not safe in this garden. I've planted a lot of flowers with pricks.

“Attention, you've only got 20 minutes, after that time, or you've been killed, it's a failure.” Mr. G set the countdown on the bracelet, “do you have any more questions? ”

“Can I borrow your sword?” Zhang Heng spoke to Miss F.

“Why, don't you like your own knife?” Mr. G. asked.

“My knife is so sharp, I was afraid it would hurt your men.” Zhang Hengfangdao.

Mr. G heard Yan Guan 'er, "You don't have to worry about this. Your opponents are the real bad guys. It's a shame that everyone dies. I made a deal with them. If they can kill you, the debt they owed before will be written off. If they fail, even if they don't die in your hands, I will take their lives. So please be very careful. Besides, you can give up at any time and withdraw from the test. ”

Having said that, Miss F still untied the sword on her waist and threw it to Zhang Heng, "Here, my sword is forged from tungsten alloy, you should be able to use it. ”

Mr. G's eyes flashed an unusual color, but he didn't say anything more, just nodded his head, "Good luck. ”

“Thanks.” Zhang Heng took the sword and lifted the barrel of honey and spleen on the table before walking towards the back of the garden.

As a result, he walked less than twenty meters away and met one of his opponents, a muscle man who transformed his left arm into a chainsaw. He waited for him under a palm tree. When he saw Zhang Heng, he turned on the chainsaw switch, and then stuffy his head rushed towards the target.

Zhang Heng stood still until the muscle man rushed into front of him, which made a sword wave.

There's nothing else about this sword, it's fast.

The entire process from Zhang Heng moving the sword to collecting the sword was less than 0.2 seconds, and the fast moving naked eye was almost impossible to capture.

Then I saw the muscle man's chainsaw slip off his shoulder, smashed it on his toe, and the spinning sharp serrations cut off his four truncated toes, making the muscle man wonder if he should cry for his lost arm or toe.