The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1267 Time for a midnight snack!

For example, why do all the Americans we see online seem to be enthusiastic and radiant with standard bright smiles when they're around others?

In one photo, everyone's smiles seem the same, and looking at it for too long can be a little creepy.

That's the standard for the wolf pack; if you smile well enough, it means you'll be accepted.

Similarly, if your lawn isn't manicured to a standard, if everyone else has a small boat but you don't, if everyone else drives a gasoline car but you don't, if everyone else wears a suit but you don't... once you don't conform to mainstream standards, you'll be considered a weakling.

Once you are perceived by those around you as someone who cannot fit in and is weak, you will be abandoned by the group, quickly losing job opportunities, friends, and everything else.

So even after deducting fixed taxes and rent from each month's salary, there's still some money left to save.

You can't save any of this money, because you have to use it to buy things that make you presentable and fit in, so that you can maintain your status and class and not decline.

“Edmund said something to me,” Tang Tang said. “He said that there are many things that you can’t think about too much. He used to think about them and try to change them, but now he has given up.”

What did Edmund say? He said, "Nikolai, the United States is the world's number one immigrant country. It has always encouraged immigration and childbirth. Many families have three or four children, and many states even allow child marriage and prohibit abortion..."

"With huge numbers of births and immigrants every year, why has the total population of the U.S. region remained almost unchanged for more than ten or twenty years?"

Yes! Why is that? Just thinking about this question sends chills down your spine.

Why does the total population of such a country remain unchanged every year? Where have all those people gone?

The answer is: They're all dead.

Year after year, there are newly immigrated middle-class people and newborns, but also large numbers of the original middle class fall into the clutches and become homeless, waiting to die.

And after this group of people died, the next group of people came.

After the next group of people died, the next group of people came.

And so it goes, with death and new life constantly being added, like adding firewood to a boiler. The amount of firewood in the boiler is always kept at a relatively constant level, neither too much nor too little.

This is the truth behind the fact that the population of the United States has remained stable with almost no growth.

“It rained a while ago, and it’s been snowing these past few days,” Tang Tang said. “Now, if you leave Lighthouse Mountain and go to any slightly worse community, you’ll find several corpses on the roadside after just a few steps.”

She said, "No, you might not encounter a corpse, because in the US, corpses can be exchanged for money without needing an ID or any other procedures."

"If you find a homeless person's body on the street, you can take it to be recycled, just like finding trash. You can get money and then exchange it for food or cigarettes."

The voices of the mercenaries, who had already finished packing, were approaching, and Tang Tang stopped her conversation with Tang Xiao.

This is what Tang Tang wanted to say.

The US is what it is today, and it's impossible to change because the US is a huge capitalist country, and capital is such a sinful and bloody thing.

If change is to be made, then the US will cease to exist. Even the president cannot change it, and anyone who tries to change it will die. The US will no longer be a country, but rather a giant corporation manipulated by capital.

Now, by adhering to the rules set by capital, they can continue to build a seemingly glorious but dying corpse with cold, hard human lives.

If someone tries to rebel against capital, capital will shut down the entire US region, resulting in even more deaths.

So it can't be changed, it can't be saved, and even the president is helpless. No matter how illustrious a family is, a disobedient president can't escape the fate of being shot and killed.

"I don't care, anyway I'm not from the US region, and I'll leave the US region sooner or later."

Tang Tang sighed softly, "But Edmund can't. His family and friends are all here. Edmund can't get too involved in my disputes with Reginald, the FBI, or even other people."

“The master is thinking of him,” Tang Xiao said. “Mr. Vanderbilt understands what you mean.”

Tang Tang laughed, "Of course I know he understands, it's just that these things are too naked and bloody real, and it's always uncomfortable to talk about them."

As Edmund said, some things are better left unthought. Once you start thinking about them, they can be terrifying and even make you question the meaning of society or life itself.

……

"Hey? What are you two whispering about here?!"

The noisy sounds from Sky were quite loud, but Tang Tang had to admit that they brought her a sense of relief.

She stood up, looked at him, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Guess?"

Sky turned and walked away, having learned her lesson. "I won't guess. You only know how to bully me, you bad woman!"

Tang Tang was amused by his decisive admission of defeat, and the slightly suppressed emotions she had been feeling while talking to Tang Xiao quickly disappeared.

There's no point in overthinking. This is the American region, not her Telos. Every place has its own development history, and ultimately, she's not a true creator god, nor can she interfere with everything.

The kitchen staff timed it perfectly; just as the mercenaries came over one by one to look for food, the servants brought out their midnight snacks.

After completing their mission, it was time to eat whatever was delicious. The chefs in the kitchen had a rare moment of freedom, and the table was filled with all sorts of local specialties.

Western food is pretty much the same; it's basically just different kinds of wraps, hamburgers, fries, and the like...

However, there are many more varieties of Chinese cuisine. Since these mercenaries followed Tang Tang, their food quality has improved exponentially, and their tastes have also changed somewhat. They really like Chinese food.

The most classic late-night snack combination: various skewers of barbecue, sizzling with oil, the aroma of cumin and chili powder mixed with the rich flavor of pork belly, made Tang Tang, who wasn't particularly hungry, start to crave it.

There's barbecue, and of course, there's beer too, with all sorts of chilled, good beers on the side.

There were plenty of staple foods: fried noodles, fried rice with eggs, wontons, baked buns... In short, these mercenaries were all gluttons, and they ate with ease.

In addition, there are many other snacks, such as various braised dishes, wolf tooth potatoes, spicy seafood, cold noodles, roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), hot and sour noodles... Tang Tang could tell from the variety that the chef in the kitchen must have been feeling restless for a long time. The dear chef even made various handmade meatballs and chopped vegetables to make red oil pot chicken!