Chapter 4327: Man of Steel (39)

Clark actually really wanted to ask that, because he had thought about it before. Illegal immigrants are miserable enough, right? They travel thousands of miles to get here, have no status, no skills, and can only do manual labor in the back kitchen, but at least they can earn money and have a stable job.

These people who choose to be homeless also look like they have hands and feet, and some haven't reached the point of destroying their brains with drugs. To put it bluntly, who can't wash dishes? Even if you only earn a thousand a month, at least you have something to look forward to; why can't they work?

But with the old man saying this, Clark understood a little. Actually, the key lies in the fact that psychology developed too late, leading most people in the world to only focus on physical health while overly neglecting mental health.

If you talk about whether these people are physically healthy, they were certainly healthy when they first arrived. The human body is much more resilient and energy-efficient than imagined; doing a few hours of manual labor a day is no problem. From a physical fitness perspective alone, they have the ability to support themselves through labor.

Many people only focus on their physical fitness, judging solely from this one aspect, feeling that they are lazy for not going out to find work, that being homeless is what they deserve, and that it's their own choice.

But in reality, this view is very one-sided because it completely ignores the factor of mental health. Mental health is extremely important to a person, and in many cases, it's even more important than physical health.

A person who is physically weak but mentally healthy will often live better than a person who is physically strong but mentally unhealthy. Because whether it's physical pain or mental suffering, it ultimately boils down to mental suffering. As long as the mind doesn't feel pain, most of the sadness brought about by physical pain and physical weakness will be diminished.

The vast majority of homeless people are mentally very unhealthy; even if they don't take drugs, their psychological state is very worrying. Falling from the clouds in an instant, from heaven to hell, with all the efforts of the first half of their lives coming to nothing—how many people can withstand such a mental blow?

What's more, the reasons many of them end up like this are ridiculous. If it were really an economic crisis or something, one could sigh about fate being unfair or heaven wanting to destroy them; but just because they couldn't afford a towing fee, they became homeless—who wouldn't go crazy from that?

Many homeless people choose not to work but to wait for death, actually because they feel: labor has no reward. Didn't they work hard before? Didn't they live seriously? What was the result? Didn't they still end up like this?

There are even some highly educated intellectuals who, like this old man, can summarize some laws, which is: this society is not a river, but a waterfall. All the water is constantly descending, descending at a rapid speed, and trying to swim against the current is basically impossible.

If you were a drop of water flowing down a waterfall, would you think about climbing up? Of course not, because even if you climbed up, you would still flow down the waterfall. Climbing up might take ten years, but flowing down takes one second, so why bother climbing?

Therefore, many of these homeless people are not unable to labor, but unwilling to labor. The reason they don't want to is that: in this society, effort has no reward. You went to college, or even became a doctor, and in the end, you still live in a tent with those bottom-level thugs, so what is there to strive for?

Not to mention, these thugs might have more experience than you because they have always lived at the bottom, and in the end, they still have to step on your head. Encountering such things, who could still have the heart to make a comeback?

Many people will feel that this entire system strikes at your body in various ways, making you unable to make a living, and then you become homeless. But in reality, it is much more vicious than that, because this is a trap that kills the heart. Anyone who has fallen like this, the trauma they have suffered psychologically, dictates that even if they have a healthy body and the opportunity to stand up again through their own labor, they will not do so again.

The despair bestowed by these experiences is a true guillotine. Only when a person's heart is dead are they truly dead.

Understanding all this, Clark had only one feeling: Zod, you like this, you come down first, we still need to have a good talk about invading Earth.

He suddenly realized that this Earth still has a certain necessity for transformation. If you don't give the human government some color to see, they really don't treat people as people.

He had thought that by helping the human government get the key item to deal with Kryptonians, which is kryptonite, and successfully resolving the Earth crisis, he had done as well as could be.

Now it seems that it's really not unjust for very individual countries to always have problems. Why aliens land here and not elsewhere, it's hard to say there isn't some factor of "can't bear to watch."

Clark couldn't help but think again: just like this, the United States is living quite well, so how did his dear hometown, Krypton, manage to destroy itself back then?

Clark ultimately took the infant's corpse to a more remote suburb. After burying the corpse, he went to Wei En Manor.

Seeing Clark flying over, Bruce raised an eyebrow. Who knew that as soon as Clark entered the manor hall, he asked: "Do you have that kind of equipment that can contact aliens?"

"... What are you doing?"

Clark's hands flipped in front of him, he opened his mouth again, then closed it, and after performing sign language for a long time, he said: "My father used to have a theory."

"I'm all ears."

"If I dared to open the gate of the sheepfold before the sheepdog arrived, he would break my legs."

"What?"

"This is his theory. He always insisted that children shouldn't be too spoiled; if verbal education is ineffective, or the trouble caused is too big, then you should still be beaten."

"There is some truth to that," Bruce said.

"Have you ever beaten a child?" Clark asked. After asking, he realized he seemed to have stepped on a landmine.

Unexpectedly, Bruce actually thought about it seriously and then said: "No. I don't think there's any situation excessive enough that I need to lay a hand on him."

Clark's super-brain suddenly flashed, and he realized: if the situation is really like this, it means that in the matter of Damian's death, Damian himself bears very, very little responsibility, approximately none. The matter isn't as simple as a rebellious child running out and then having an accident.

Just thinking for a moment, Clark's thinking returned to the right track, and he said: "I think we should help that thing above our heads."

"Do you mean the sun?"

"I'm talking about the Kryptonians," Clark sighed deeply and said, "Or any other aliens would do. I'm really fed up."

"What happened to make you have such a negative view?"

Clark sat there and began to describe his experience in a rambling way. He thought Bruce would listen seriously and judge carefully, but he just wiped a wine glass while saying: "It sounds like the situation in Los Angeles is quite good. The tent area management personnel are very responsible and efficient, which shows they have formulated a very clear work plan, which is quite sustainable."

Clark looked at him in disbelief.

Bruce's movements paused for a moment. He gently straightened the collar of his turtleneck sweater, then continued wiping the wine glass, and said: "In Cat Getan, this model wouldn't work. About the third day, a serial killer would appear, and within a week, two cannibals would likely mix in, one of whom would be a pedophile. The women are also mostly not to be trifled with and might stab you when they are excited. Some high-on-drugs addict could develop a geothermic-based Earth-Moon launch device within three days, just to eject their excrement to the moon. But it usually wouldn't succeed, only shaving off a layer of ground. In less than half a month, there wouldn't be any living people left."

Clark used all his expressions and body language to put a big question mark on him. He suddenly realized that his previous "infant theory" seemed to be true; Bruce had better have lived for thousands of years to be able to say such a thing with such a calm expression.

"To prevent this situation from appearing, the more than twenty charitable foundations I fund have established a complete set of 'crisis rescue' processes, helping those who suddenly encounter life crises to overcome difficulties, preventing them from suddenly falling into poverty and becoming homeless. At the same time, some welfare positions have been arranged to help those who have suffered irreversible disasters, such as sudden disability, to continue to stay in society, preventing this group of people from thinking of something desperate and blowing up the entire city."

Clark opened his mouth again. His reason told him this was a good thing, that Bruce Wei En was very great, but why did it sound so strange?

Bruce's next words answered his confusion.

"Other cities have this situation because ordinary people are too powerless. When they are ground into fragments by the meat grinder, they have no power to resist, so some people can unscrupulously kick them down."

"Gothamites are different. I don't know if this city is cursed or what, but anyway, if you dare to let them become homeless, they dare to tie themselves full of bombs and say they want to play a game with you. Therefore, almost all entrepreneurs here, including me, dare not go too far, which leads to the fact that the citizen welfare here is actually quite good, and the economy is quite good."

Clark couldn't help but rub his face. He realized that Bruce was right, and things seemed to be really like this.

It was said before that many homeless people are because they are desperate for this society, so they choose to mix and wait for death, completely giving up.

However, Cat Getan, this vibrant city, might have some mysterious ingredients permeating the water veins and air, causing people here to be too excited, and the word "despair" does not exist in their dictionary.

They are the kind of people who, if you dare to create a waterfall and throw me down, I will enter the sea like a dragon and follow up with a dragon's tail swing, hitting you into a basin.

Still the same sentence, mental health is very important. Mental health can make people live better, but if mental health is too unhealthy, it can also make people live better.

Homeless people are disappointed because they understand social rules and think they are powerless to resist, so they give up. Madmen can also understand social rules, but they don't think they are powerless to resist; they think they are very powerful, and if they jump up, the Earth has to revolve around them, so they give full play to their subjective initiative, and the result is naturally to make some big movements.

So essentially, Arkham Asylum is a nuclear deterrent unit against capitalists. Because of the existence of these madmen, all the upper-class people in Cat Getan dare not go too far.

Even in Cat Getan, you can't say that everyone is a very talented mad artist, but this probability is always high. This means that the more people you kick down, the more people there are who can blow your factory to the ground. Then, even for the sake of your own industry, you have to minimize the number of unemployed people, find them work, and not give them the opportunity to use their intelligence.

Ultimately, the low crime rate in an area looks like it's because of strict law enforcement, but ultimately it's because of good social welfare. Everyone has things to do, and the chance of going astray is relatively small. The same is true for the opposite.

Bruce put two cups of coffee on the table, looked at Clark, and said:

"You want to exert external pressure through aliens, which is indeed a way, but it can only be effective in the short term. Humans have to walk the human path; ultimately, it needs humans to change. Isn't that right?"

?? Ye Wenjie still has poor psychological quality; it is recommended to go to Chicago for further studies.