klisemfg Chapter 309 Death Atonement Company
Chapter 309 Death Atonement Company
Industrial City No. 036 in the Industrial World of Damera No. .
"It's time to get off work, it's time to get off work." A man looked at the clock on the wall. When he found that it was 5 p.m., he shouted excitedly: "I can finally get off work on time today."
After hearing this, the other workers looked up with joy on their faces.
One of the women put down her tools, stretched, and said with emotion: "Ah, it's finally time to get off work. I've worked all day and I feel exhausted."
There was a hint of fatigue in her voice, but more of it was anticipation for the end of her work.
"Yeah, working eight hours a day is really tiring," another woman echoed. "But compared to two years ago, we're very lucky. Back then, we had to work more than ten hours a day, and sometimes we couldn't even get enough to eat."
"That's right," the first man continued. "Back then, our lives were pure hell. But now? Not only do we have plenty of rest time, but we also have free food. It's like the difference between heaven and hell."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard this. They began to pack up their things and prepare to go to the cafeteria to eat before leaving the workshop. After eating, they could go home directly.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out: "What are you guys chatting about here? Hurry up and eat. After dinner, you still have to work overtime for four hours."
When everyone heard this, their faces suddenly turned grim. They had originally thought they could leave work on time today, but they didn't expect to have to work overtime for four hours.
"No way! Overtime again?" someone grumbled in dissatisfaction. "Working eight hours a day is tiring enough, and overtime is even more exhausting. Isn't this killing me?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. This is the company's policy." The man who spoke shrugged helplessly. "We are just ordinary employees after all. We can only follow orders."
Although everyone was reluctant, they could only silently accept this reality. After all, in this fiercely competitive society, keeping their jobs was the most important thing. So, they all left the workshop and headed to the cafeteria for lunch.
In the cafeteria, workers ate while complaining about overtime.
"You feel tired after working eight hours a day. If you were in the same condition as more than two years ago, you would have died suddenly at your job," a man said jokingly.
"I was used to living a hard life. It's really painful to feel like I've suddenly arrived in heaven and then fallen into hell." A man covered his forehead in pain.
Since I was a child, I have been working more than ten hours a day and never had enough food to eat. Every day I could only be thankful that I had lived another day, and I lived every day in a daze.
However, since the arrival of the messenger of the Lord of the Stars, this kind of life has been completely changed. People now work eight hours a day and have three meals a day with sufficient food, which makes them feel like they have arrived in heaven.
But this good life lasted less than two years, and the factory owner wanted everyone to return to their previous life, working more than ten hours a day.
"Oh! How about we just report it to the governor? As long as we report it, this black-hearted boss will be fined and have to work overtime every day."
A man looked at everyone and made a loud suggestion.
"But if we report the boss, what if the factory goes bankrupt? Won't we lose our jobs?" A woman hesitated.
"What's there to be afraid of? Even if this factory goes bankrupt, a new owner will come and take over, and we can continue to work eight hours a day."
Another woman retorted dissatisfiedly.
"Then we will be unemployed during this period!"
"What are you afraid of? The savings we've saved for so long are enough to support us for a long time. If this crappy factory goes bankrupt, I can go out and play for a while."
"Since no one has any objections, let's file a complaint directly on our personal terminals!" one person reminded loudly.
"it is good."
Among the hundreds of people in the entire factory, more than a hundred began to complain directly on their personal terminals. Among the rest, some expressed dissatisfaction, while others watched it all indifferently without expressing any opinions.
When everyone finished their meal and were about to return to the workshop, they suddenly received new news that the owner of the factory had been replaced, and everyone could go home directly and come back to work tomorrow morning.
People who didn't know what was going on were curious and asked around, trying to understand the truth behind this sudden change. After some effort, they finally learned the reason behind it all.
When the factory workers bravely came forward to file a complaint and submitted strong evidence to the relevant authorities, the governors acted swiftly and decisively, handing the boss a hefty fine to punish him for his misdeeds.
However, the owner was unable to afford the hefty fine, and the entire factory was forced to be auctioned off.
Surprisingly, in less than ten minutes, another boss bought the factory without hesitation, and thus the factory changed hands easily.
At the same time, the former boss was taken away by the sheriff because he could no longer pay the sky-high fine, and was then ruthlessly thrown into the Death Penalty Company, which was full of terror and danger.
Here gathers all kinds of people who have made mistakes, including former nobles, gang members, black-hearted bosses, and fanatical believers of various gods. Once sent to the Death Atonement Company, their only hope of survival is to participate in three death charges.
Only those who have successfully experienced these three cruel life and death tests and are lucky enough to survive can be pardoned and become an ordinary citizen again. Otherwise, only death is waiting for them on the way to the charge.
The system of the Death Atonement Company was not actually designed by art students. It was decided by the governors of each city and the senior leaders of the defense force.
The main reason is that locking these people up for a long time will greatly waste a lot of food. Although the Lord of the Stars has sufficient food under his command, for these consuls and senior military officials, locking them up is too easy for them.
Throw those who have luckily survived and violated the law directly into the Death Atonement Company, and let these people waste their lives, even if it means wasting a bullet of the enemy, to maximize the utilization value of these wastes.