If you don’t take it, how do I take it?
If I don’t take it, how does Commissioner Smith take it?
If Commissioner Smith doesn’t take it, how can we progress?
This society is like a giant web, where everyone is entangled with countless threads.
Under such circumstances, even those who do not want to be greedy or corrupt are forced into it, ultimately following a dark path.
Here, there’s no such thing as remaining unstained amidst the mire; as long as you’re within this system, systemic corruption is unavoidable.
Unless you burn the entire tangled web to the ground and weave it anew, you will only face the hostility of the old web.
This is why Lin Miao doesn’t dare to show much empathy for the workers, at most allowing them to train and shift from heavy manual labor to technical positions, with the working hours remaining the same.
If he dares to truly improve workers’ welfare, like establishing social security or an eight-hour workday, with Lin Miao’s current power, it wouldn’t be long before his body is found exposed in the wilderness, dying an unjust death that the Black Wall and players couldn’t save him from.
Now, those companies can cooperate with Lin Miao because in their eyes, he is one of them, and monetary conflicts are minor, but ideological conflicts are major.
"Take it one step at a time; the pyramids weren’t built in a day."
However, in this matter, Lin Miao is extraordinarily resolute; some things must have a solid foundation from the start, otherwise, it will be too late to change once it expands.
He looks at the monitor screen in front of him, at the swarm of bee drones following the players in the mission hall, and says
"Let’s temporarily call this plan [W]."
With the unrest in the Taiping Continent calmed, everyone thought the mercenaries hired by ERO would return home after the war, but they didn’t expect this group seemed in no hurry to leave, instead busying themselves in the Haitian neighborhoods. Content orıginally comes from n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
[Taiping Continent Employment and Living Committee]
The banner, with ten large characters, flaps in an open space on the outskirts of the residential area, which was also the previous medical zone. Though ten residents and players were killed before the war, Lin Miao compensated them with much more generous rewards than battlefield players afterward, quickly sweeping away any resentment with piles of currency, prompting them to return to grind medical experience.
You could say they carelessly mind their own business.
However, compared to last time, the number of players providing security here has sharply increased, along with more doctors and nurses, as Lin Miao also issues small tasks for players to take on.
The expert sits on the bench, without raising his head, asking about the other person’s situation and then organizing it into a file.
"Any other family members?"
"I originally had a son, who died last year."
".....My condolences."
In Night City, it’s extremely difficult for children to grow up safely; food, shelter, and medical care are all major issues, not to mention places like Taiping Continent’s Haiti where half the population doesn’t reach adulthood, and post-adulthood, gangs, drugs, and street shootouts claim another half.
If you live past forty, you’re considered long-lived.
After the expert finishes registering, a machine next to him spits out a card, pointing to the medical area behind him
"Take this, go for a physical, then wait to join the technical training."
The Haitians of Taiping Continent are a peculiar group, possessing Night City’s unique quantity of highly skilled workers—hackers, yet most of the lower class are semi-literate, able to read but not write.
But translation packs almost resolve communication problems among humans of different languages, making language barriers no longer an issue in communication between people.
And Lin Miao doesn’t need a bunch of illiterate laborers, so anyone wanting to work must undergo a period of literacy campaigns and equipment training.
What words are taught in literacy?
It certainly won’t be English. While the players may have education as low as vocational school graduates, most have forgotten any foreign language post-level four exams completely.
By 2075, this has become a massive pile of crap.
In these decades of rapid information growth, hundreds of thousands of new English words have appeared, with no connection to one another.
Everyday language isn’t too bad, but once you delve into the technical level, those coined terms can drive someone insane.
Since it’s starting from scratch and there’s a translation pack as a language aid, it’s easier to choose Chinese, which the players all know.
Its information density is much thinner than English, and in the game’s setting, not many new characters have been created over decades, totaling less than a hundred.
Even if there are any new characters, just one glance and you can guess the general meaning.
It surely won’t come off bizarrely like car for automobile and goods train for truck with no apparent connection.
Yet the difficulty of educating Haitians exceeds players’ expectations.
The Egyptian Beauty went nearly crazy after class.
"I damn well shouldn’t have taken this task, I finally understand my high school teacher’s state of mind back then."
Just the first morning, those Haitians almost drove him mad.
He said to Brother Dao
"Three whole hours, and they can’t even write numbers one to ten correctly, can you believe it?"
Brother Dao, who originally came here for news, chuckled upon hearing this
"Your ancestors were white; you should have an innate advantage in communicating with them."
The Egyptian Beauty retorted
"My ancestry is clear and untarnished, we established our family after World War II, not touching the slave trade, okay."