Chapter 1558 - 509: Marching on Luoyang with a Blade!

Chapter 1558: Chapter 509: Marching on Luoyang with a Blade!

What qualification does Lin Miao have to start a crusade? That’s Vatican’s business, at the very least it should be the priests of the dioceses speaking up.

Normally, when someone with no clerical position says this, people would just think they’re talking nonsense.

But now the situation is different, BOY.

The masses have already been agitated, so whatever Lin Miao says now only adds legitimacy to what’s already happened.

Just look at what’s happening on Jekyll Island, and then the deceased president and the sealed White House. Damn it, if this isn’t a crusade, what is?

Do it! Brothers!

Many people grabbed guns and rushed into the street, looking like a formidable force.

But if you ask whether companies are afraid of the protests?

Of course they’re not afraid.

It’s a bit harsh to say, but this isn’t the era 150 years ago when the people could overthrow a regime with rifles and determination.

If the European Community can do it, of course they can do it as well; who doesn’t have a backdoor into their cybernetic bodies?

Before the protagonist enters, the resistance of these people is really just a chicken trying to fight a dog.

Even with teams like ICE, without weapons and equipment provided by the Federal Government, they’re not much stronger than the protesters in the street.

But can they really do nothing?

No, quite the opposite. These seemingly powerless people in front of the companies have the greatest trump card, the ultimate weapon against capitalism — a consumer boycott.

Yes, company dogs can pretend they know nothing for their livelihood and continue working obediently, being lackeys to their superiors.

But markets inevitably need buyers, because all companies’ labor value will certainly be less than the production value, and the difference in between is the surplus value extracted, value isn’t price or currency itself, it represents social labor.

It’s like the company sold products for a market price of 1 million, selling them all, but enterprise costs, productive investment fees must be under this 1 million.

Otherwise, how does the boss earn?

A boss opens a company with the aim of earning money and excess profits, not to waste money doing charity.

So in the market economy, the value produced by workers is thus extracted by the upper class, thereby creating joblessness and unemployment problems in society.

But no matter how much they exploit, these capitalists must face one thing, which is that as they extract more value, the money left for workers to consume decreases.

The money in the hands of laborers isn’t enough to purchase the goods they’ve produced, the market starts to see surplus building, cultivating an economic crisis, and even scarier, if market consumers begin consciously conserving, even refusing to consume or repay bank loans, the outcomes are disastrous.

No company can withstand this kind of action.

Even for mega-corporations like those in military technology, the impact far outweighs a corporate war.

Meanwhile, similar sit-in protests are erupting in Europe, fiercer than those in New America.

You can control my cybernetic body, you can extract my brain, you can use weapons to easily kill my flesh, but you can’t sway my will.

Since marching achieves nothing, since I can’t defeat you

Then damn it, I won’t do anything. No work, no shopping, no going out. Everyone stays home, eats protein blocks and water to survive. Just sustain my life; if you dare, break into my house and take my brain!

This resistance isn’t organized by any person or group; it’s instinctual self-preservation humans resort to when facing a fatal threat. The thin door is now the only thing providing a sense of security.

This nonviolent resistance leaves companies feeling utterly defeated.

After all, they can force others to work, force others to take loans, but can they force people to consume?

To this point, can they kick down doors and drag people out?

Isn’t that pure nonsense?

What’s worse is, not only isn’t this group consuming, but they aren’t repaying loans either. Given I can’t even control my own body, how could I repay any damn loan?

The European Community Union’s economic landmine that was supposed to last half a year directly exploded on the spot.

The real estate market, the daily necessities market, the cybernetic market, all collapsed, and transaction numbers on city terminals made everyone’s eyes bleed.

The previously soaring stock market looked like it had its spine shattered, going into freefall.

This group of people they had never even glanced at gave them the hardest punch in a hundred years with the most straightforward and honest way of throwing in the towel.

In only one morning, the European stock market was brought to a halt, triggering circuit breakers, and it continued exploding every day for a week.

The explosion made many stock traders rush to the building rooftops, screaming rituals to summon gods, trying to induce a divine possession, and with a downward plunge, elbow striking the ground like Captain Zobayan.

Oh, the loud bangs and cries were spectacular.

Street cleaners loudly enjoyed themselves even more

"Free buffet from the sky, brothers! Today’s extra meals!"

This scene shocked not only the local Europeans but also the entrepreneurs across the Atlantic, because some of them indeed had invested in European stock market funds, and they already lost everything, their founders had assets frozen and were brutally destroyed.