I'm a Demon Cultivator, Not a Conscientious Capitalist
Chapter 775

Let's Talk Business

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The cargo pipeline leading to the Central District had been opened, and the pungent smell of sulfur filled the area.

Artificial Spirit Stones had once been transported out through here. Large numbers of Iron Men worked amid the toxic sulfur fumes, allowing the gas to corrode their bodies.

Their pay after every payday was used to exchange for condensed water and replacement parts. Yet some Iron Men had calculated their wages and repair costs, only to discover that their income could not even cover their everyday expenses.

Walnut had always thought she simply was not working hard enough. But after hearing the explanation from Unit One's representatives, she realized this was a mechanism the Central District had deliberately designed for Iron Men like them.

They fixed the value of Iron Men's labor to Artificial Spirit Stones, then induced Iron Men to spend by exploiting their desire to become human and their need to maintain their bodies. Every class of citizen had things they needed to spend money on, and this was how the Central District Cultivator Management Committee controlled the Iron Men.

A dull knife carved flesh endlessly, and oppression was woven into a series of complex mechanisms from every direction.

And this system did not target only Iron Men. It targeted every person in the Central District and Lower District alike.

If they wanted to change this situation, ordinary protests and resistance were useless. They had to launch a thorough revolution and completely crush the masters of the Central District.

Officially, they still claimed they were "seeking justice for President Chen." But every awakened Iron Man who had heard the Unit One representatives understood that this was a revolution.

Martial Armor Type Eight and Skyvault Type Eight had entered their designated launch shafts. These two heavy puppets would carry

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