Nick looked at the large number of homeless people being escorted over, his expression somewhat strange.
The widespread use of slaves at the construction site was no longer a secret. Some people had tried to report it, but it had been pointless.
Aside from adding more people to the slave teams, the only other outcome was probably a mysterious disappearance.
The "official" explanation was that they had left of their own accord. As for when they had gone or where they had gone, there was no specific information.
Everyone was an adult, and they all understood that those who disappeared probably would never return.
So everyone at the construction site remained silent, slowly adapting and slowly getting used to it. Sometimes, they even felt that slavery should never have been abolished!
Take Nick, for example. He had been born in a civilized society, received a higher education and a proper education, and was a social elite from the Middle Class.
If nothing unexpected happened, his social status would soon rise another level. Based on the experiments over at Nagaril and the specific construction conditions here, Nick's design and construction methods had been proven effective.
At most, by next year, once the Geothermal Power Plant had been built and successfully begun supplying power to the construction site, he would go to Nagaril to oversee the construction of shelters.
Such an independent and outstanding federal citizen had once been moved to tears by films about "slaves fighting for freedom."
When Uncle Tom's colorless eyes gazed at the sky and the screen began rewinding through his memories, tracing back to his childhood dreams, Nick had felt that slavery and slave owners deserved to go to hell! But at that moment, he no longer felt that way. When necessary, he would even take a