Outside Stronghold 61's gate, a group of people were standing at the entrance, waiting for their identities to be verified.
"Name?"
"Jiang Xu."
"Did you bring your clearance documents?"
"I brought them, I brought them!" A reporter next to Jiang Xu quickly handed over the documents they had brought.
Ever since Stronghold 61 accepted refugees, it had always been the focus of the entire Barrier Alliance. On one hand, it was because this was the only stronghold full of refugees, and on the other hand, it was because of the Wang Clan's artificial intelligence.
While Ren Xiaosu and the others were entering the Sacred Mountains, the Wang Clan's official media did not rest for a moment. Every day, they spared no effort in documenting the life here, how good the security was, and how quickly they solved cases.
Jiang Xu wanted to record the truth of the entire era, so how could he possibly miss out on something like this? It was very likely to mean a change in the times and even affect the way humans lived in the future.
Therefore, as the chief editor of Hope Media, Jiang Xu applied to the Wang Clan for a visit, and the Wang Clan immediately agreed to it.
Stronghold 61 was not just for show. Everything that happened here made the Wang Clan's stronghold overseers proud. They even often lamented publicly that they did not expect the refugees to be easier to manage than the stronghold residents.
Recently, everyone in the Wang Clan had been very busy. It was said that Wang Shengzhi wanted to move the Wang Clan's administrative center to Stronghold 61.
The soldiers in charge of checking IDs at the city gate quickly verified the identities of Jiang Xu and the others, including the authenticity of their IDs and whether the photos were of them.
Ten minutes later, an officer came over and said politely, "Chief Editor, welcome to Stronghold 61. I'll immediately prepare a special vehicle to arrange your itinerary."
Jiang Xu's influence was not limited to Luoyang City. People's respect for Jiang Xu came from the bottom of their hearts.
This respect did not come from his power or money, but from his attitude and wisdom.
However, Jiang Xu waved it off and said bluntly, "I'm here to cause trouble, so I don't need you to take care of my daily needs. Besides, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the itinerary you've arranged for me."
The Wang Clan officer smiled awkwardly and said, "There's nothing shameful about our Stronghold 61. Please feel free to look around."
"Alright, I'll thank you in advance then." Jiang Xu smiled and walked inside step by step with the help of his walking stick. There were only five people in their group. Other than Jiang Xu, the rest were reporters from Hope Media. He said to the four reporters, "Take a good look and observe carefully. Don't forget why we're here."
After entering the stronghold, what they saw was a little different from what they had imagined.
Based on the reporters' imaginations, since Stronghold 61 was filled with refugees, shouldn't they all be poorly dressed and have worried looks on their faces?
But in the end, the people here did not look any different from the stronghold residents, and neither did anyone seem to have a bitter look on their faces.
Jiang Xu turned around and said with a smile, "Why? You can't bear to see others doing well?"
"Not really." A reporter scratched his head. "I think it'll be quite a slap in the face if we bring this up when we get back to the stronghold."
Before this, there were also stronghold residents in Luoyang City who were very averse to refugees entering the stronghold. There were also some people who regarded the refugees as inferior people and even said that even if refugees entered the stronghold, they would still be refugees and would never become stronghold residents.
But now, the refugees in Stronghold 61 did not look any different from the stronghold residents.
In just a few short months, the refugees were already dressed neatly and even behaved very politely.
It was said that the Wang Clan had even set up a special night school in Stronghold 61. Many refugees would voluntarily sign up to learn more after work and were very motivated.
Therefore, it seemed that it was the environment that shaped people, not the other way around.
Jiang Xu did not respond to this topic. Instead, he saw a middle-aged man standing on the side of the street and said, "Hello, I'm a reporter. May I have two minutes of your time to ask you a few questions? It's fine if you don't have the time. I just hope I won't burden you. "
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment but still agreed.
All of a sudden, Jiang Xu saw the middle-aged man look up and look around. Jiang Xu's gaze followed him and was surprised to see the man looking for the surveillance cameras on the street.
However, Jiang Xu did not mention this. Instead, he asked, "What do you do in Stronghold 61?"
"Oh." The middle-aged man said, "I work at the water company, which is responsible for the water supply. Occasionally, I'll also help out with the heating department."
"How's the salary? Is it enough for food and clothing?" Jiang Xu asked.
"Of course it's enough. Besides, I don't have to be exploited by the foreman, so it's pretty good." The middle-aged man said, "When I was working at the construction site outside the stronghold, they said I was paid 2,000 yuan a month, but I only got around 1,000 yuan a month. That doesn't happen anymore."
"Oh?" A reporter asked, "Then you should be feeling very happy now?"
"We don't know what happiness is, but I'm living a better life than before," the middle-aged man answered.
The reporter muttered, "It looks like the Wang Clan didn't lie."
Jiang Xu smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "Alright, thank you. We're sorry for taking up so much of your time. We have a small gift for you. Please accept it."
With that, he got the reporter behind him to hand the middle-aged man a box. Inside the box was an exquisite fountain pen.
At this moment, Jiang Xu suddenly asked, "I saw you standing by the side of the road just now. Were you waiting for someone? If you have something else to attend to, we won't disturb you any longer. "
The middle-aged man said with a wry smile, "I wasn't waiting for anyone. It's just that I saw a wallet lying on the ground when I passed by earlier. I was the first person to see it, so I had to wait here for the owner to come back and find it."
A reporter was stunned. "Then you're really not pocketing the money you picked up."
The middle-aged man waved his hand. "Not really. It's mainly because of the stronghold's rules. If I don't pick it up after seeing it and leave, I'll be fined. If I take it away, it'll be even more serious. I'll be detained for seven days."
The reporters looked at one another. They had not expected there to be such a rule in Stronghold 61.
However, it was also a good thing to require everyone to not pocketing the money they picked up. It was just that it was a little too strict. Although it felt a little weird, it was in the right direction.
After the middle-aged man waited for the owner of the wallet, he left.
Jiang Xu thought for a moment and said to the reporter beside him, "Let's stay here for the night. We'll have to slowly observe the situation at Stronghold 61."
But at this moment, when Jiang Xu looked up, he realized the nearby surveillance cameras had already turned around and were all pointing at them.
When Jiang Xu tried walking forward for more than ten meters, the cameras followed his footsteps.
He knew these cameras had a sound recording function, so their conversation with the middle-aged man had probably been recorded.
For some reason, Jiang Xu had an indescribably strange feeling even though the passerby he had just questioned had expressed that he was doing well.
He was a free person, and the definition of freedom was that he could make decisions based on his own subjective initiative. But if this freedom was constantly being monitored, it would make him feel an indescribable sense of awkwardness.
But when Jiang Xu thought about it, it was probably already very good for the refugees to be able to live well in this world. The refugees would not have unnecessary worries like he did, right?
Jiang Xu was not a pedantic person. If the artificial intelligence could prevent a few people from starving to death just by monitoring everyone, he would not say anything. After all, he could not represent the refugees.
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