Old Ancestor: Thrown Out By The Nanny From The Start Novel - Chapter 83

Chapter 83 A Great Country

Sky EyeV (verified account) wrote, “Hello, my dear fellow citizens.

“We’re lucky to be born into this peaceful age! However, our happiness is now facing a great threat. This is no joke. Sky Eye has been paying attention to your situation and knows that you’re going through a difficult time. Therefore, we’ve made the following decisions!

“First of all, all banks and creditors shall not recover the debts of this month, and the arrears shall be compensated by the state. The borrowers who fail to repay the loan this month will not be recorded in the credit registries.

“Secondly, your loss is the result of the decision of Sky Eye. Therefore, everyone is entitled to apply for compensation from your local government. The actual amount will depend on the specific case, and the maximum amount will be 20,000 dollars.

“Thirdly, because of the increasing unemployment and the fact that Sky Eye urgently needs more staff, as long as you’re between 18 and 60, healthy, and have some form of ability, you’re welcome to work for us. You’ll be paid on the basis of your contribution, and the minimum wage per day is 500 dollars. There will be no upper limit.”

The announcement went viral.

“Holy crap! 500 dollars a day? That’s more than what I earned before! Is that possible?”

“What’s going on? Can our country afford that?”

“This is so amazing! We’re such a great nation! No other country in the world can pull it off!”

“I’m so proud to be born into this country! It’s the greatest thing that has ever happened to me!”

“500 dollars a day? Seriously? Where can I find them? I’m so broke right now! I don’t care if I have to sell my blood or my kidney!” “Why would they want your blood or kidney? Things really are getting serious now. I do hope we can get through this. We need our peaceful life back!”

“Our nation is on the rise! I can’t believe we’re getting paid! By my very rough estimation, Moon has lost at least five trillion this time! How much will the government need to pay to compensate all of us?”

“That’s incredible! The country will support us forever! It’ll never let us down!”

The measures pacified the public. Most of the netizens stopped panicking. However, there were bound to be negative opinions.

“I don’t buy it! I don’t believe they’ll pay us!”

“500 dollars a day? And that’s the minimum? Are they tricking us into hard labor?”

“Our top priority should be reconnecting with the world and repairing diplomatic relations. If we don’t do something, it won’t be long before we drain our treasury. We can’t do this forever!”

However, the objections were negligible. These people couldn’t be considered Moonians. They believed all countries were better than Moon, and no matter how hard Moonians worked, they could never be as good as the others.

They would gladly accept anything the other countries dumped at their doorsteps.

The patriotic Moonians soon buried them with criticisms.

“Shut up, you idiots! What kind of hard labor will give you 500 dollars a day? Let me know when you find such a job. I’ll do it! You’re so ungrateful! All you ever do is blame the country for everything!”

“Have you lost nothing? How can you say such things?! You people disgust me! If you don’t believe it, keep your mouth shut and just watch! Nobody wants your opinion!”

“You’re so subservient to foreign countries! If you love them so much, why don’t you leave? They must love people like you!”

People from other countries had been laughing at Moon online in the past few days. It frustrated the Moonians, but apart from replying to the comments with insults, there was nothing else they could do.

However, they knew what to say now!

They felt courageous and confident.

Posts from Flamia:

“Moon will be finished soon! They can’t last much longer!”

“Its people will abandon the country in a few days!”

“That’s got to be the dumbest decision the country has ever made!”

Moonian netizens retorted.

“Shut up! Our country has a culture that’s thousands of years long, and we can always see the big picture! It’s beyond you idiots’ comprehension! Flamia is going to be doomed! We have excellent policies now! Check out Sky Eye’s official website, losers!”

“I didn’t believe something serious was going to happen, but I do now. When the meteorite arrives, where are you going to hide?” “You’re a bunch of short-sighted losers! Do you know how much damage you’ve done to Earth? Even without the meteorite, we still should be prepared. When a tsunami hits us, Flamia will be the first to go down! I hope you’re still laughing when that happens!” Similar situations were happening on social media websites in Woodia, Winland, and Neige.

Moon had the largest population on Earth. The country had over two billion people, and the population of a province was larger than that of many countries as a whole.

In Neige.

“Moon doesn’t have unlimited funding, and they can’t keep doing this forever. I’m looking for a nanny. If any Moonian wants a job, I can arrange the smuggling service for them. Anyone interested?” “Screw you! I’ve checked your front page. You’re over 200kg, and you’re still looking for a nanny? Are you ever going to use your legs? You can’t even run out of that house when there’s an earthquake!”

All social media websites became battlefields. The Moonians demonstrated their great vocabulary of sarcasm to the world.

That very night, nearly a million people arrived at the various branches of the Dragon Tribe and Sky Eye.

The first batch of workers was soon taken to the “battlefields.” There, they would help with the construction of the space cannon and the shelter.

Sky Eye didn’t try to keep any secrets. Anyone could post pictures online.

“Holy crap! It really is a construction site!”

“Shit! What the hell is that? It’s humongous!”

“Is that the space cannon? It looks bigger than a pyramid!”

“Guys, I’m working underground and digging a tunnel! There’s a huge site here. Let me show you!” (pic 1][pic 2][pic 3]

In the photos were members of the Dragon Tribe, Sky Eye, and the Soan empire.

They were all working hard. Digging machines, drills, and excavators were all humming, and soil was carried out of the tunnel by truckloads!