Rose Factory

Inside the abandoned factory.

The freshly picked dried leaf roses were piled up into a small mountain on the open space of the factory, and the displaced people who had been restored to sanity by Bai Liu were staring dumbfoundedly at this pile of "stolen goods" that had been brought here only this morning.

A couple of sweaty drifters held up next to the rose bushes, shook off the drops of sweat from their hands, and let out a long breath. They were the ones Bai Liu had taken away this morning to help dry the rose petals, the laid-off drifters who had worked in the rose factory.

The pile of dried leaf roses, which was quite a large number, was also carried back by them.

Someone was frightened by this pile of rose petals, stumbling up to ask these people, with fear visible to the naked eye on their faces, "How did you steal so many roses back! If the factory people catch you, you'll be executed!"

"Yeah yeah yeah give it back quickly!"

"If you steal more than 1kg of dried leaf roses, you will not be able to work as a rose maker except by killing the person in question and all three of your relatives!"

Dried Leaf Rose Wa Si has been spreading globally, and after a call from rose factory stakeholders - in order to protect this precious and limited resource of dried leaf roses, countries should come up with a set of protection laws specifically for it.

In spite of all the controversy, the law was published.

The content of this law includes the attack on the dry leaf rose, civilians who promote the harmful theory of the dry leaf rose will be fined and detained, the exclusive copyright of the dry leaf rose Wa Si's perfume can be used for 10 million years and not shared with anyone, and the act of privately researching the formula of the perfume is a serious infringement of the law, which can be punished by fines of more than 10 million yen.

Anyone who steals, steals, smuggles, or illegally trades in dried leaf roses of more than one kilogram, or dried low-grade rose leaves of Wa Si of more than three bottles and less than five bottles is subject to the death penalty for ordinary citizens, or a suspended sentence of life imprisonment with hard labor if the rose factory is willing to make the transfer privately.

A simple translation of the latter penalty means that if the prisoner who has committed a crime related to dried leaf roses, if the Rose Factory wants it, it can hand over the condemned prisoner to the Rose Factory for treatment - regardless of life or death.

In the beginning, when this law was enacted, people in half the world protested against the excessive punishment, but no one questioned the rationality of this set of punishment, and then with the popularity of dried leaf roses and the increasing price, more and more people could not afford to buy dried leaf roses Wa Wa Si, the wave of resistance became louder and louder.

At this time the rose factory introduced a regulation that the factory was willing to give you a ten-year supply of free perfume if you reported that you were harboring illegally obtained dried leaf roses around you, as well as the person who developed the perfume.

For a while, there were voices attacking each other everywhere, and it was said that at the peak, the Rose Factory could receive 100,000 report calls a day, and after this battle, the Rose Factory dryly investigated and punished a lot of criminal civilians, and the voices of opposition gradually weakened, and there weren't many more people questioning this set of rules.

Everyone had gone from fighting fiercely in the beginning to being afraid at the sight of the pile of stolen roses - not only of the regulations themselves, but of betrayal by one of their number.

Because Rose Factory, a whistleblower reward still exists today, but the reward has been lowered from ten years to one year, but there's still a steady stream of people who go to that whistleblower number.

There are even desperate mothers or sons who, in order to keep their dying children, or parents alive, take it upon themselves to become criminals by stealing dried leaf roses, and then forcing their own family members to report them, so that the other party can get the ten years of perfume that will renew their lives.

But now everyone is not speaking out about this layer of why they are afraid.

"Dead or not I don't care anymore." One of the stragglers who had carried the roses caught his breath and looked up at these fearful stragglers around him, letting out a bitter smile, "Mr. Bai risked so much for us to get this pile of dried leaf roses out, and he wasn't even afraid to die, is it our turn to be afraid?"

Someone propped up the rose and stood up, looked complicated and let out a long sigh, and randomly raised his head with a resolute gaze, "Mr. Bai, he, a processor, who was originally clothed and fed and could have lived a life of wealth and prosperity, is willing to desperately help us, and is also so open to putting such a big handle into our hands ...... He really believes in us, the pariah rotten people."

The scene went silent, and everyone's eyes heaved as they looked at the pile of roses.

"And I know you're all bitter, you're all scared." The man said, then turned his head to look at the other porters who had stood up, "A few of us carried these flowers, and just now on the way we discussed that if any of you really wanted to get that year's reward for the perfume through that tip-off at the rose factory- "

He looked at the crippled and white faces of the stragglers, "Then report us porters, we're the ones who moved it in the first place, we can't let the good people who stood up for us die."

"In this day and age being a good person is going to be a crime, people don't dare to take the risk of being a good person." He smiled with tears in his eyes, his voice choked as he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his bursting eyes, "Now there is no more this Mr. Bai, the next Mr. Bai, probably only after my daughter and grandson have been dragged to their deaths, I don't want him to die, he's too hard to come by."

When the man finished, no one moved, standing still and motionless.

One minute, two minutes ...... finally someone moved.

The young woman who held the child earlier and asked Bai Liu a question put down the child in her hand and gave it to the person next to her, she took a deep breath and walked forward, bent down and held a large pile of roses in her arms and turned her head to look at these people who had not yet moved.

"This pile of roses should be over 1kg." The roses lined her originally dead-white face with the rosy anger of a living person, and she tilted her head to look at these people and said, "This rose counts as stolen by me, and has nothing to do with Mr. Bai, so if you want to report it, report me."

"I believe Mr. White will give my child a new, free world where there will be no more death penalty for stealing roses." Her eyes burned, the roses in her eyes as bright as fire, and she spat out the words with clear certainty, "I'm willing to die for that."

Someone's eyes changed.

Gradually, slowly, hesitantly, as if they had made up their minds, these stragglers moved toward Mount Rose.

They went up and hugged clump after clump of roses, dry-leafed roses that would not wilt, blooming with fire-like splendor and fervor on their chests and in the hollows of their eyes.

"This kilo is on me ......"

"We are a family of three besides kids, please give me 3kg ......"

"Can I get 10kg each? It's a death sentence anyway, it can't be any worse than it is now ......"

The huge mountain of roses gradually disappeared into a small bouquet of roses in the arms of each straggler, who stood on the floor of an empty construction site factory like actors being offered flowers, and performed a curtain-raising play called [Resistance] according to Bai Liu's previous arrangements and thoughts.

And as a token of appreciation for their perfect, passionate, and wholehearted performance, Bai Liu is presenting a bouquet of dried leaf roses as a token of gratitude to these unknown cast members.

Standing aside, the porter who had first spoken looked at the stragglers before him with some bewilderment.

So many years, never rebelled against dry leaf rose cooperation can not be rose factory that report reward disintegration, he merely followed Mr. White told him to do it ......

Surprisingly, this time, not a single person reported them for the 1,000 kilograms of stolen roses.

This porter recalled the events of the morning.

When he was secretly carrying the roses, he worriedly talked to Bai Liu about the reward for reporting, and anxiously said that all of them who helped carry the roses were definitely willing to work for Mr. Bai and wouldn't betray him, but they were afraid that some people would have bad intentions!

Reporting this kind of behavior simply won't stop it! Bai Liu as their leader is definitely the easiest to target!

Bai Liu stood in the sun and lifted his eyelids, the rose in his right eye was as vibrant and beautiful as the stragglers had ever seen.

Bai Liu, with a very strange little smile on his face, asked the drifter rhetorically, "Why do you want to put an end to this behavior?"

This straggler was stunned, "But if we can't eliminate it, this thing you're leading us to do will be completely scrapped ah ......"

"First, people are self-interested creatures, and it is illogical that no one would let go of the benefits available to them in front of them and choose to take the risk for what another person is going to do, so this kind of prosecuting others that can be profitable is fundamentally impossible to eradicate."

Bai Liu swept him off his feet and continued, "Secondly, I think you've been getting one thing wrong, I'm not leading you into this, the subject of this is you, I'm just a manager you've purchased a solution from, you're the counterparty who's paid for it."

"To summarize, the only way to completely resolve this whole whistleblowing-to-reporting thing is to make the subject of resistance to this thing every single person in your group, not me, a nebulous token."

"The logic of the benefit of reporting this matter is itself not valid when you yourselves can get the most out of it."

Bai Liu looked at him faintly, "All you have to do is get everyone in there to recognize, at your instigation, that they are the subject of the crime, not the object, and that the object they are reporting on includes themselves."

"So, what should I do then?" This straggler was a bit clouded and looked at Bai Liu with hope, "Mr. Bai, how should I incite them?"

Bai Liu hooked up the corners of his mouth as he revealed that friendly smile that would make Mu Sicheng, Mu Ke, Liu Jiayi and Tang Er's backs numb when they looked at him, "If it were me, I would probably say this ......"

The drifter's eyes were in a trance-like daze as he watched what was happening in the factory.

What had just happened, almost every step of the way, had gone exactly as Mr. White had told him, and Mr. White had even mentioned a few things for him to emphasize more on children and offspring when he spoke, and to make more eye contact with the mother who had questioned him yesterday-

--so that this mother would be the first to be successfully incited by him.

As soon as the first person stepped out and the window was broken, the rest was pretty much taken care of.

It wouldn't have been difficult - that Mr. White commented tersely - such common interest groups, oppressed to the core, are best incited.

Because they have no worse options than the status quo.