"Is this the Federation?"
Walking down the gangway, every Nagalil's eyes were filled with fanaticism and some fear.
This was the Federation, the center of the world. They knew very well what the people of the Federation had done to Nagalil. They also knew that the ruling class of Nagalil, which they thought was incomparably noble, did not even have the ability to resist before they were wiped out.
And this was just a trick of a group of capitalists. If their government were to do those things, wouldn't it turn out to be a different kind of terrifying?
At this time, a few people who looked very high-end took the initiative to come over. After they greeted the leader, the leader told Akemili and the others that Mr. Lynch's people had come to pick them up.
But what made Akemili and the others a little uncomfortable was that there were some people around them who were holding heavy cameras and following them.
In the past, they might not have known what those things were, but since joining Lynch's company, they had a certain degree of understanding of these advanced things.
They knew that these machines could record some images and then play them for others to see.
As if sensing their discomfort, the leader explained a little more. "You are the first batch of employees to reach level three in the company, and also the first batch of employees to get the opportunity to study, so you must be notified to the whole company."
"All the employees of the company will know what happened to you, and they will use you as an example. These cameras are only recording some of the things you have experienced during your time in the Federation, and when necessary, play them for others to see."
"If anyone doesn't want to be filmed, you can say so first …"
After the leader finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and a little excited at the same time, including Akemili.
When he knew that everyone in his group would be filmed, an idea naturally came to his mind.
He thought that these materials would definitely be played for all the employees of the company, and even for people outside the company. Did that mean that he could use such an opportunity, a platform, to spread his ideas?
He came to the Federation to seek the opportunity to become rich and powerful. To do this, not only did he need solid theoretical knowledge and spiritual guidance, but he also needed to have enough popularity.
With fame, people would stop and listen to him quietly. Otherwise, no one would pay attention to him!
Seeing that no one objected, the leader led everyone onto a bus outside the dock. Their destination was Boone, the center of the country.
Lynch also had a purpose in arranging these itineraries. Only by letting them experience the most prosperous society and the most beautiful enjoyment, would they work harder to realize their "self-worth".
Only when the company made money would their value be recognized. Only then could they truly join the Federation and become a member of the Federation.
Before they arrived at the Federation, their understanding of "prosperity" might still be limited to their understanding of the capital.
There were some tall buildings and the streets were relatively clean. There were no cows, sheep, chickens, or dogs on the road, and there were many cars. That was about it.
This was the scenery of the King's City of Nagalar. Perhaps only they could tell what the Nagalar style of prosperity was.
But after arriving here, they realized that countries were different from each other, and people were different from each other. Some countries, some people, were born to live in the Kingdom of God.
This feeling was even stronger when they arrived at Boone. The city was so prosperous that you could never see the night sky. Even at night, the sky above the city center would be illuminated by neon lights.
Almost everyone was wearing high-end clothes, striding calmly and confidently on the streets. On the contrary, this group of people seemed so out of place. They even felt a sense of inferiority.
Fortunately, the leader and Mr. Lynch's people arranged them well. First, they went to a ready-made clothing store and let them change into exquisite clothes they had never imagined. Then, they were taken to a dinner they had never eaten before.
Following that, they went to some entertainment venues. Looking at the girls who could make one's blood boil, they wriggled around a shiny pipe. It was as if life had suddenly opened a door for them.
This was the Federation. Freedom and equality!
No one would look down on them because they were from Nagalar. No one would despise them because they spoke with some accent.
Wherever they went, people would look at them. Some shop assistants would even politely ask them if they had any needs!
Yes, this freedom, this equality, this spirit, it was exactly what Nagalar had never had.
Only by living here could they feel that they were human beings, not animals!
All the images were captured by the camera without reservation. These would become important things, so important that they could change the world of some people.
For several days, this group of people enjoyed life. Of course, in the process, they also learned how to immigrate to the Federation.
At present, the Federation had basically banned labor migration. On one hand, the unemployment rate in the country was still hovering around 10%. On the other hand, the locals of the Federation were very sensitive to the matter of immigrants snatching their jobs.
If they were not careful, there would be a storm. And there was indeed no need for so many laborers.
Some large factories were actually quietly moving out, such as the shareholders of the Nagalar Union Development Company. They had already built factories in Nagalar and reduced the production of local factories.
If they didn't use the cheap labor force and chose to use the old masters of the Federation, that would be crazy!
This further caused the antagonism between the local workers and the immigrant workers in the Federation. Therefore, labor migration was basically not approved. At present, only skilled and investment migration were accepted.
To come to the Federation, they must reach the level of a Level 5 employee. They probably had to serve the company day and night for at least six years and master a variety of advanced technical skills.
In this way, the company would arrange skilled immigration for them and let them enter the Federation.
It seemed like a long time, but in fact, six years was not long. It passed in the blink of an eye. Every Nagalar who came to the Federation was full of hope, including Akemili.
For Akemili, his ambition was to help Nagalar move towards democracy and prosperity. This was not something that could be done in a short period of time.
Not only did he have to spread his ideas and ideas, but he also had to constantly improve his social status. Otherwise, people would not listen to what he said at all, let alone treat his words as some kind of truth!
The farts of those big shots would be laughed at as thunder, and the wails of this lowly person before his death would be difficult to be noticed by people.
If he could become a member of the Federation, perhaps more people would believe what he said.
Everyone began their studies with various ideas. Some people chose to see the most advanced construction machinery of the Federation. After all, their future depended on it.
Some people chose to travel around, wanting to have a more comprehensive understanding of the society of the Federation, the culture and the people here.
As for Akemili, he chose to go to the library. For this reason, Lynch specially arranged for a cameraman to follow Akemili around the clock.
Akemili was also very clear about what he wanted to do and what he wanted to do in the future. He did not have the slightest objection to Lynch's arrangement.
Every day, he would show up at the library on time to read some books about society and philosophy. His efforts were completely recorded by the camera, which would be valuable material in the future.
In the blink of an eye, they had been in the Federation for a week. On this day, Akemili finished his breakfast in the morning. He ignored his colleagues who were chatting about what good things they had encountered yesterday and walked to a corner alone to read the newspaper.
The Federation's newspaper dared to say anything and publish anything. This was also one of the symbols of freedom that Akemili saw as.
The Federation's media and people had never feared the power of the government. The power of the ruler came from the people. This was the confidence of the people.
They even dared to directly criticize the government and the people in power. They never worried that they might disappear if they did so.
Akemili was full of yearning for everything here!
He was reading some of the news that happened yesterday when the leader came to him. "Mr. Lynch wants to see you …"
Akemili did not have the right to refuse. He immediately stood up, tidied himself up, and put the newspaper back on the reading shelf.
The two quickly arrived at the hillside villa area. After passing through two layers of tight security, even if Akemili thought that he had seen the prosperity of the Federation, he was still shocked by everything here.
Every house was like a work of art. Even if he did not know how high the house price was, he knew that every house was a symbol of wealth.
When he saw Lynch, he was watching TV. He did not look like he was busy with work as Akemili had imagined.
Lynch poured him a cup of coffee and invited him to sit down.
"How have you been these days?"
"I heard that you have been in the library and did not go anywhere else."
Akemili scratched his head and was a little embarrassed. "It's like this. I think that compared to playing around, it is more important to master some knowledge."
"Great idea. You are different from the others. I have noticed you for a long time, Akemili."
"What do you think of the current Najalil?"
Akemili was a little surprised. He felt that Lynch had invited him here today and asked these questions for a reason.
He suddenly became a little emotional. He clasped his hands together and supported his chin. He did not want to reveal his agitated emotions so easily.