On Earth Two, there is a production base for everyday consumer goods. This ordinary production base is dedicated to producing daily necessities for the people. Clothes, shoes, pots and pans, toiletries, and so on are all continuously manufactured in this massive production base and sent to the exchange markets of various fleets.
Everything people need is supplied directly by the fleet. There is no longer a merchant profession. The fleet has established large supermarkets in various locations on Earth Two. People only need to select the items they need and exchange them using fleet contribution points. Except for necessary packaging, everything else is kept to a minimum. There are no price differences, no packaging or advertising, no transportation costs, and no venue decoration. The prices are quite cheap.
Ordinary people also go to work in various places. Earning contribution points is secondary; most people have more contribution points than they can use. The important thing is that the fleet needs them, and their work is also to create a foundation for their own survival in this universe.
Today, a mid-level inspector carelessly allowed a defective product to reach the terminal. The terminal quality inspector discovered the defective product. This kind of thing happens almost every day; otherwise, there would be no need for the terminal quality inspection process. He would just need to pick out the defective products and might even tease the mid-level inspector, asking if he had worked overtime again last night.
However, the quality inspector at the terminal seemed to be in a bad mood today. He picked up the defective product, walked directly to the middle-section inspector, and yelled, "Are you blind? You didn't even notice such a big problem! What kind of job are you? Can't you do your job properly? If you can't, get out!!!"
Hearing these words, the middle-level inspector who had been scolded was also dissatisfied. He immediately stood up and slapped the terminal quality inspector across the face. Five clear finger marks immediately appeared on the terminal quality inspector's face.
"You son of a bitch, it's just a small flaw, what's the big deal? Why are you lecturing me? Go to hell!"
"You... you dare hit me!" With that, he kicked the patrol officer in the stomach. The two started fighting, exchanging punches and kicks until they were both bruised and battered. Soon, a crowd gathered to watch, but no one tried to break up the fight. Everyone watched indifferently as the two, who were already on the verge of death, continued their brawl.
On the street, two men walked towards each other, brushing past each other. In the crowded streets, this was a perfectly normal occurrence. Moreover, these two men looked refined and well-mannered. Normally, they wouldn't have paid attention to such a detail, and even if they did, they would simply exchange a smile.
"Are you blind? Can't you watch where you're going?" the man in white shouted, pointing at the man in black.
"So what if I hit you? Try swearing at me again!"
"Grass*&..."
The man in white ran to the roadside, picked up a wooden stick, and smashed it down on the man in black's head with all his might. The man in black blocked it with his bare hand, and with a crack, the stick remained intact. Blood streamed down the man in black's right arm, and the broken bone pierced through the muscle and skin, protruding out in a gruesome manner.
The man in black collapsed to the ground, clutching his broken arm and howling in pain. Blood stained the street. People gathered around, coldly watching the fallen man in black. The man in white seemed still not satisfied and raised his wooden stick to strike again. This time, someone finally stepped forward, but instead of breaking up the fight, he kicked the man in white, knocking him to the ground.
At the other end of the street, several women were pulling each other's hair. The hair on the ground was covered with bloody scalp, but the women didn't care at all. Their fingernails scratched each other's faces and necks, leaving bloody marks, flesh torn open, and faces unrecognizable. Blood stained their clothes.
On the other side of Earth Two, a brawl had escalated to the point of involving weapons. Several people were stabbed and fell to the ground, their internal organs spilling out, lifeless. The brawlers continued their attack, slashing and hacking. With each strike, an arm flew off, and the attacker plunged the severed arm into the abdomen, repeatedly thrusting the knife in and out until the victim collapsed. At that moment, a steel pipe descended upon his head, instantly shattering his skull and splattering his brains. Before he could even release the blood-stained knife, he fell to the ground.
The guards rushed over and opened fire on the fighting crowd. The bullets fell to the ground one after another, killing and injuring the onlookers as well. The whole place was filled with cries of agony.
Slap! The sergeant slapped several guards who had fired their guns across the face.
"You son of a bitch, you opened fire without my orders? Are you tired of living?"
The guards who had been shot immediately raised their guns and pointed them at their squad leader, who was usually like an older brother to them. The squad leader did not back down either, raising his gun in a standoff, creating an extremely tense scene.
All of this was happening simultaneously in every part of Earth Two. Any slight conflict would eventually escalate into bloodshed. In just half an hour, hundreds of thousands of people had fallen in pools of blood.
Within the Science City, this is one of the few relatively peaceful areas on Earth Two. Since learning about the characteristics of Nebula Lifeform, Hu Yu has encased some important locations in tectonic plates, much like shutting down the Branch Consciousness Entity Nebula Lifeform, to prevent the people inside from being controlled by nebula.
The level of chaos among these people is now almost as intense as outside, with a constant stream of confusing information converging here, leaving scientists at a loss. It's obvious that this bizarre situation is caused by Main Consciousness, yet the scientists are helpless.
People outside the fleet have their emotions amplified. Humans are emotional creatures and usually use various methods to control these emotions, such as morality, law, and self-cultivation. The people of the fleet have received a good education and have gone through various hardships. They know how to unite and be tolerant. In the last two hundred years of the fleet, the law has not been enforced. People will consciously abide by the rules of the game.
The casualty figures on Earth Two continued to rise. Two hours later, the number of casualties had reached three million. Not only ordinary civilians, but even the guards were thrown into chaos. Factories shut down, schools closed, and the entire Earth Two was out of control. Hu Yu could only keep making announcements over the loudspeaker until his voice became hoarse, but to no avail.
Several small spaceships were loaded with sedatives urgently collected from various hospitals, but unfortunately, there were far more people than supplies. Hu Yu could only conduct spraying operations in several severely affected areas. Although it had some effect, it was negligible. Hu Yu forced some people into the underground defense system, and a small number of people who had not yet been agitated obeyed orders and entered the underground space. However, the effect was even worse. The oppressive feeling in the enclosed space immediately ignited their emotions, and these people began to smash everything around them to vent their anger. Helpless, Hu Yu had to reopen the passage to let them return to the surface.
Seeing their clansmen lying in pools of blood one by one, everyone's hearts were breaking. They knew that the Main Consciousness Nebula was controlling everything, but there was nothing they could do.