The Legend of Fatality

Morris heard Bai En's words, showing wide eyes and a curious expression. He was originally going to ask directly, but he stopped talking and chose to think about what he could do with these bridging workers first.

"You said that these bridge workers have reached the bottom, so if you want to deal with them, you need to upgrade their status?" Morris thought for a while, but could not help but ask curiously.

"Oh?" Bai En didn't expect Morris to ask this question, hesitated before answering. "Promoting status is a method, but not a good one."

"Why?" Morris continued to ask.

"Speak as you go," Bane withdrew his gaze to the big guy and Locke, and took Morris and Knokranstoff outside the camp. "If they are professional soldiers, it is a good way, but most of the bridging workers are slaves and non-communicants who are excluded from other teams."

Bai En paused at the entrance of the camp. After determining the direction of his goal, he continued to speak. "We can't really enhance their status, we can only use some means to make them think that their status is elevated, or to enhance their self-recognition. Let them feel that they have something, such as a sense of honor or something." First https: // https: //

"A sense of honor?" Morris thought for a moment and then said. "How about the medals? We can give them a batch of medals and some of them perform better."

"Hah," Bai En laughed and quipped. "What medal? Number of survival?"

"A lot, obey orders or something." Morris thinks this method is actually good.

"Your idea is not bad, let someone who has nothing have something, then he will worry about losing such a thing again. In this way, we can control them." Bai En serious, turned to explain to Morris. "But it takes time, and they need to let them see some kind of expectations for the future. But we don't have time."

"So, what about food?" Morris still didn't want to give up. He felt that he seemed to have guessed Bai En's idea. "Or their salary? Can we control their food and salary?"

"The same problem," Baien continued to explain to Morris. "They are already eating the worst food in the coalition. Deprivation of food does not make much sense. After all, we still need them to build bridges. Salary may be their only thing. Things that can improve your life a little bit, but the salary is only paid once per round, and many people do n’t live at that time, even if they can get the salary, they will spend it in a day. They are now reluctant to obey my orders The fundamental reason is that they cannot see the future. "

"So we have to give them a future?" Morris seemed to understand. "Are we going to give them a promise?" He hesitated after saying this. "But Master, did you give them a promise before? Promise that they will survive, but no one still ... obey you."

Bern heard Morris's words, stopped, and bowed his head for a moment, seemingly organizing his own language.

"Do you know?" Bai En said again. "We generally think that if you give people a bright and beautiful future, or show their unique charm, it will make people abandon all oaths to follow. There are many stories of great men in books that are written like this. And if you don't do it It just means that you are not a great man. "

"Well ... there seems to be something wrong?" Morris began to get tangled with Bai En's words.

"So let's change this statement," Bai En said with a smile. "If you give people who are already in the trough a bright future, these people will abandon everything to follow. Because they have nothing to give up." Bai En turned to look at Morris's eyes and asked. "Do you think this sentence is correct?"

"Ah ..." Morris frowned and began to think seriously. After a while, he spoke. "Right?" But his tone was full of uncertainty.

"Sometimes it takes time. The right time is right. The wrong time is wrong." Bai En said lightly. "But in fact, most people don't have the opportunity to do the right thing at the right time, do they?"

"Well," Morris nodded, "but why?"

"It's very simple, they will 'admit their fate'." Bai En looked away from Morris' face and looked at the logistics quartermaster's tent not far away. "In fact, most people will admit their fate. When they think things are like this or that habitual things are like this, they will constantly find themselves various reasons to deceive themselves and tell themselves they ca n’t do it. Can't do it. "

"So we are looking for people who don't admit their lives"? Morris began to understand Bai En's thoughts. "Rely on those who do not admit their fate to drive those who admit their fate? But aren't those who admit fate harder to find? Now you have nearly a thousand workers responsible for erecting bridges to find out those who do not admit fate. Simple thing. "

Morris hesitated and continued to ask. "Why not give them better food, or medicine, or salary, or anything that can pull them out of the valley?"

Bai En did not answer immediately, but stood outside the tent of the logistics quartermaster and knocked inside. Today is exactly the payday. There is a long queue outside the tent. All the troops come to receive the salary.

"Well, we have to wait here for a while, then I'll explain it to you in detail." Bai En looked back and began to explain to Morris in detail.

"First of all, the army is a very realistic group, providing them with food ... better food is ok, but they are not worthy. The daily supplies consumed by the coalition are an amazing amount. In fact, I admire Margarita. We can guarantee sufficient supplies for such a long time, but the food is still a much-needed material, as can be seen from the large amount of aged bacon in our food and those cured fish that are probably older than your age stored on the dock ~ www.wuxiaspot. com ~ At this time, provide any team with better food alone, especially when other teams learn that if a group of bridge workers-most of them are slaves, the food is better than them-the result will only be mutiny . "

"But ..." Morris also wanted to explain.

"Nothing!" Bai En interrupted him. "It's that simple in the army. Their work is dangerous, but the work of other teams is also dangerous. And from their current performance, they are really unworthy. Salary. It ’s also easy to explain, for the same reason as food. As for medicine— "

A captain from the logistics quartermaster passed by Bai En and noticed Bai En and saluted him. Bai En had to respond simply, which interrupted him. After the captain left, Bai En continued what he had just said.

"As for medicines, this was originally a necessity in short supply. After a while, you can follow me to the medical team to see why you can't supply them with medicines." χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

"Okay," Morris nodded, saying he understood. "But what do we do to make them obey orders? Not on the battlefield, but also in camps willing to obey orders."

"Soon you will know, now we will deal with the matter here." This time, Bai En did not answer Morris' question, but looked at the man who got out of the tent. That was the short lieutenant who had spoken with several soldiers outside the camp.

Bai En smiled and shook her head at Morris and Knockranstov, signaling that the two would keep up with themselves.

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