Seven Hundred and Seventy-Seven, Psychological Counseling

Before meeting Mr. Storyteller, Ren Xiaosu's impression of artificial intelligence was probably: Although he didn't like it, he might be better at maintaining law and order, but because he didn't plan to live in the Wang family himself, he didn't really care about it.

And now, Mr. Storyteller is going to move out of the Wang family because of this.

Ren Xiaosu wondered, "Is it so serious?"

The storyteller sighed, "At first I thought that surveillance cameras would not be installed in market towns, but now they are installed in market towns, so my storytelling materials will be cut off, and many people dare not send them to me. "

Ren Xiaosu was speechless for a moment, what kind of materials are you sending? Can you just say that you are sending information?

Ren Xiaosu already knew in his heart earlier that this storyteller must not be simple, otherwise why every new story is so timely, sometimes faster than the intelligence systems of many organizations... Could this be general material?

Moreover, after Yang Anjing came to the market town, the storyteller asked Xiaolu to inform Ren Xiaosu. It was obvious that the storyteller knew Yang Anjing.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the storyteller and asked, "How many years have you lived in this market town, and you can move if you want?"

Mr. Storyteller himself sighed: "I've lived here for more than ten years, and I'm really reluctant to move out, but I can't do it anymore. The management and control of the Wang family will become more and more stringent in the future, and we won't be able to accommodate us here."

"Then where do you want to go?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

The storyteller shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then I have a suggestion," Ren Xiaosu said, "I see your face..."

The storyteller interrupted: "Daxing Northwest?"

"Yes, Daxing Northwest," Ren Xiaosu was not at all embarrassed to be exposed, the co-authored storyteller already knows the tricks of the big fool?

Yang Xiaojin silently turned her head to look at Ren Xiaosu, she thought that this big deceit was too devilish, it infected Ren Xiaosu.

Ren Xiaosu asked: "How do you know I'm talking about Daxing Northwest?"

The storyteller said unhappily: "The big fool has counted my life more than ten times over the years, and every time he said Daxing Northwest, he didn't know how to change something new. Of course, Northwest is also within my consideration, but I You have to think about it and see where is the safest place now."

However, at this moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and the storyteller immediately turned and went to the back kitchen, as if he didn't know Ren Xiaosu.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the person in surprise. The other person was a young man, and he said politely to him and Yang Xiaojin: "Hello, my name is Wang Run, and I have been ordered to pick you up into the barrier. The accommodation has been arranged, and there will be a dinner tonight." .”

The young man speaks very politely, but his aura is very strong. Standing neither humble nor overbearing can give people a sense of oppression.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the other party carefully, and he vaguely felt that the other party might be an extraordinary person, and this Wang Run suddenly gave him a feeling, like the commander of the imperial guards in the stories of Mr. Storyteller.

But when he and Yang Xiaojin came to market town No. 61, they didn't tell anyone. When they came, they didn't meet Wang's people. How did Wang's people know that they were coming, and found them so quickly Bistro?

Wait, this is probably the credit of artificial intelligence.

Ren Xiaosu got up: "Then let's go."

He came to Fortress 61 this trip just to complete the agreement with Yang Anjing, and he didn't care about other things.

Ren Xiaosu also discussed with Yang Xiaojin,

As soon as the three things are completed, I will leave for the Northwest immediately, ignore the right and wrong of the Central Plains, and concentrate on participating in the development and construction of the Northwest...

Before Ren Xiaosu was worried about the bad weather in the Northwest, Yang Xiaojin might not be willing to go, after all, it is indeed much more miserable there than in the Central Plains.

But Yang Xiaojin really didn't care at all.

The vehicles outside were already waiting at the entrance of the tavern. After Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin got on the vehicle, the off-road vehicle drove towards the inside of the barrier.

At this time, Wang's administrative center was moving to the interior of Fortress No. 61, and Wang Shengzhi's administrative residence had already moved here.

The last time Ren Xiaosu entered Fortress No. 61 was to solve the crisis of the wall-climbing tiger. Up to now, the entire extraordinary world still does not know how the wall-climbing tiger died, and it has become a mystery.

Some people say that the wall-climbing tiger has become a spirit, turned into a human form to cause harm to the world, and some people say that the wall-climbing tiger was dealt with by Wang's masters. Anyway, there are all kinds of things...

Only a few people who experienced it knew that all the energy of this wall-climbing tiger was abducted by Zhou Yingxue.

For example, Luo Lan is very polite when facing Zhou Yingxue now...

After entering the barrier, the off-road vehicle drove through the long main road. Ren Xiaosu suddenly saw through the window that the hurried passers-by subconsciously lowered their heads after seeing the off-road vehicle, as if they didn't dare to look directly.

Ren Xiaosu asked Wang Run in the passenger seat: "Pedestrians are all in a hurry, where are they going?"

Wang Run replied, "It's just after noon, so I should be on my way to work after lunch."

Ren Xiaosu asked again: "I heard that everyone here has jobs and food, right?"

Wang Run replied with a little pride: "Yes, no one will go hungry here, and everyone lives a fulfilling life. It has been two months this year, and there have only been two crimes in the entire barrier."

"Did they choose their jobs or...?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Barrier allocation, the staff will enter their detailed personal information into the system, and then the precise allocation will be made by artificial intelligence," Wang Run replied.

"But what if the assigned person doesn't like that job?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"This allocation method is the most suitable job for them under rational logic."

"What I'm asking is, what if they don't like it?" Ren Xiaosu wondered, as if some people are really suitable for logistics jobs, but he prefers challenging sales jobs, so how should he choose?

Moreover, in such an environment, I am afraid that writers, painters, sculptors, philosophers and other art jobs will not be allowed to exist. Although these things seem a little pale in the current world, they seem to be "useless" Isn't it one of the cornerstones of human development?

Although Ren Xiaosu doesn't like those people who are engaged in art, he also feels that it is wrong to completely kill them.

So he asked Wang Run, what if those people don't like the assigned work.

Wang Run thought for a while and replied: "There is a dedicated psychological counseling team in the barrier. When someone has resistance to work, there will be a psychological counseling team to provide psychological counseling."

"Psychological counseling?" Ren Xiaosu froze for a moment.

I don't know why when he heard these four words, he suddenly felt a creepy feeling, but he couldn't describe where this feeling came from.

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