Chapter 2972: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (6)
Chapter 2972: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (6)
Chapter 2972: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (VI)
"Come on! Peter, come here! Cool him down!"
"Here it comes! Next! Rocket!"
A spray gun was thrown into Rocket Raccoon's hands, and he immediately pulled the trigger at the man lying on the ground, but the gun did not fire bullets, but freezing spray, and the man's body temperature quickly dropped.
"Oh, thank you, little guy." He covered his head and took a long breath, "I thought I would go back to rest after delivering this one, but I didn't expect that I couldn't hold on any longer. Thank you for saving me."
"It's okay, but you really can't work anymore." Rocket Raccoon jumped onto the cabinet next to him helplessly and said, "If you hadn't met us, you might have died if you had lay there for a few more minutes."
"I have no choice. I have to deliver ten pieces a day to get the minimum wage." The man got up from the ground, held on to the wall and slowly walked away.
Rocket Raccoon walked up to Star-Lord, returned the gun to him, and said, "You know what makes me most sad? It's not that they are not living well, but that they are actually living well."
Even though Star-Lord is always good at making jokes, he couldn't make any jokes at this moment.
The Guardians of the Galaxy are very good at finding themselves a job in an unfamiliar environment and setting up a temporary base because they have been doing this for the past few years.
When they land on a planet, they first look for the most densely populated area and find a job that can be done with their hands. With their physical fitness and the help of various high-tech equipment, physical work is not a problem for them.
The same thing happened after they arrived in Gotham. They declined Schiller's invitation and did not go to the wealthy area. Instead, they plunged into the most densely populated East District and found a job as porters.
At the beginning, the weather was not that hot and their work went smoothly. After earning some money, they rented a basement and began to explore this magical area separately.
And they were surprised to find that although the building structures here looked strange, like a sprawling maze, people actually lived quite well. At least everyone had a house to live in, and the quality of the houses was also good, at least they could shelter from the wind and rain.
Because this place is a society of its own with many jobs, those who can do physical work are working as deliverymen, those who are smart are setting up stalls to do business, and those who really can't do anything can do some handicraft work at home and barely make a living.
This made the Guardians of the Galaxy admire the builders and leaders of the city, because there was no doubt that with the time and energy to build such a steel city, the builders could have made more money, but he did not, and instead chose to make life better for the people here.
Just when the Guardians of the Galaxy thought that the investigation was almost complete and they could leave, the temperature in Gotham kept rising and various problems arose.
These huge buildings are all air-conditioned, so no one should get heatstroke. However, the east area is not connected into one whole building, but is divided into several sections, so someone is needed to do the moving work between them.
More importantly, the logistics industry that Gotham relies on now also needs manual porters. The dock in the East District is the dock with the largest throughput in Gotham. Most of the young and middle-aged people in the East District work around the dock. Although their residences have air conditioning, there is not only no air conditioning at the dock, but the sun is also very scorching, making it too easy to get heatstroke.
Previously, the Guardians of the Galaxy's job was to deliver goods between two building complexes. Although they could drive most of the time, the last mile of transportation was not easy.
They do have high-tech armor and can swim in lava, but their colleagues cannot. Either the truck driver faints in the car due to the heat while waiting, or they meet people who faint from heatstroke on the road, or the people who are moving boxes faint from the heat or are knocked down by the weight. They are so busy saving people that they can't get much work done in a day.
They had just rescued a man who had fainted at the door of the cargo station when Gamora ran over and said, "Do you have the defibrillator? Someone's having a heart attack! Come here quickly!"
The two of them hurried over, walked along the main door of the building, and passed through a corridor. Groot was guarding the door, Drax was doing CPR, Nebula was preparing the injection, and Rocket Raccoon quickly took out the electric shock device.
After a busy schedule, the ambulance finally arrived. The patient was carried onto a stretcher, and Star-Lord finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, the original purpose of forming the Guardians of the Galaxy was just to adventure in the universe. At most, Star-Lord was tasked with collecting intelligence for humans, but he was only doing it for a few days and resting for two days.
In order to sustain the expenses of adventure, they became interstellar mercenaries and occasionally took on some missions.
Because of these missions, they would visit various planets and travel between various civilizations. How should I put it? The more they did this job, the more silent they became.
Although there are many forms of civilization, one thing remains unchanged: the gap between the rich and the poor exists everywhere. Even in a civilization like the Kree, where every citizen is a soldier and is directly controlled by the supreme wisdom, there are differences in power and there is no fairness at all.
The universe is so vast that there is no place to call home.
This is the conclusion they have drawn from their travels in the universe over the past few years. No civilization is the utopia they imagined. Even the people of the three great empires have their own sufferings, not to mention those civilizations that are weak in themselves and suffer from both natural and man-made disasters.
This also led to a change in their mentality. Originally, they did have the great goal of maintaining peace in the universe, but it was just talk. Later, they increasingly felt that the galaxy really lacked a guard team to minimize the suffering of the creatures in the universe.
So later, the Guardians of the Galaxy became worthy of their name. They are indeed still a group of mercenaries, but after receiving a mission to go to a planet, they will try their best to live in harmony with the people on this planet, and try their best to help the natives if they encounter any troubles.
The abyss of suffering is bottomless. The deeper you get into the people, the more different kinds of suffering you will witness. And the more this happens, the more dissatisfied they become with the current situation in the universe. The three major empires and the Interstellar Alliance are merely whitewashing the situation.
They didn't know that there was something wrong with their own universe, but it was like this in every universe. This time they accepted Schiller's invitation to come to another big world in order to verify it.
However, they didn't expect that before they could break out of the universe, they were tripped up by Gotham. The technological level of the Guardians of the Galaxy is indeed far superior to that of humans, but they have no good solution for the current situation.
They worked until dark and rescued two patients suffering from heat stroke and emergency. Then they returned to the base. Rocket put the bought vegetables on the stove. During the years of wandering in the universe, they learned how to maintain their lives at the lowest cost.
Gamora breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa. Star-Lord poured half a cup of ice into her glass, and she drank a large glass of iced cola before she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you think it's possible to build a regional air circulation device?" Rocket said, looking at the design in his hand, "Or cool the sea water to achieve a natural cooling effect?"
"It's a little difficult." Gamora said, "This is different from some of the problems we've dealt with before. This is obviously not anyone's fault, but they had problems from the beginning of the city's construction. The later ones tried their best to make up for it, but the problem still exists."
"That's right." Star-Lord said, "The people who built this city were very good. They took almost every aspect into consideration. But this city has been weird from the beginning. It's not something that can be solved by killing a few corrupt officials."
Rocket thought for a moment and said, "I think I could use the principle of this freezing spray gun to create a freezing mist, and spray it out when the temperature is highest to cool down, but this equipment requires a lot of energy. I don't think this is something that humans can afford with their energy level."
Star-Lord wanted to nod, but he seemed to think of something and said: "For such a large steel city with so many air conditioners, who is paying for the electricity?"
"Anyway, they're not residents." Gamora said, "According to your electricity rates in the United States, if you run the air conditioner like this, everyone will go bankrupt."
"It's not like electricity prices are that high in every state..." Star-Lord argued in a low voice, but he also knew that the positioning of this city should be similar to that of New York. The electricity price in New York is already quite expensive, and it keeps rising every year.
However, he also knew that what Gamora said made sense. If the residents had to pay for it themselves, they would not be willing to turn on the air conditioner. Moreover, all the air conditioners here are central air conditioners, which should be uniformly regulated. But if it is said that the municipal government turns it on, how could the municipal government have so much money?
"I suspect there is an energy center here." Rocket Raccoon was obviously more knowledgeable about technical issues. He said, "It should be an energy core that surpasses traditional human power generation technology."
"Could it be some energy magic crystal that could explode at any time?!" Gamora almost jumped up. Last time they encountered a civilization, they picked up the energy core from another advanced civilization's spaceship and kept sending wires flying. In the end, there was a huge explosion and a hole was blown in their spaceship.
"That shouldn't be the case, right?" Star-Lord scratched his head and said, "From the way the city was built, we can tell that the people who built it couldn't be so stupid."
"It's hard to say." Xingyun finally spoke.
However, they all believed in Rocket Raccoon's judgment, because the situation of this steel city was indeed a bit abnormal. It seemed that it had no worries about energy at all. But as long as you do a quick calculation of the energy expenditure of such a large city, you will know that this is unreasonable.
Rocket Raccoon stroked his chin and said, "There are two ways now. One is to contact the city's builder, tell him that we have this technology, and ask him if he is willing to provide us with a socket on the energy core. The other way is to directly find the energy core and modify a socket ourselves."
"I choose the first one." Gamora said: "Remember our principles? Respect the fate of civilization and don't interfere too much."
Star-Lord nodded and said, "This is Earth after all, not some terrifying alien monster's lair. Since the city's builders are willing to pay so much for the people, perhaps they will also accept our technical assistance."
"Do you really think they lack technology?" Drax suddenly said, "They can make such an energy core, but they can't even make a cooling device?"
He asked the point. The others were silent, but Star-Lord stood up and said, "I'll call Professor Schiller. He should know what's going on."
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