This very If You Don't Disturb call announcement from the Moon Empire once again occupied the headlines around the world, setting off a craze for colonizing the moon around the world.

Under the influence of this craze, people were rushing to reincarnate, and their resumes flocked to the mailbox of the Moon Development Management Center, squeezing the mailbox servers again and again.

After all, the staff at the Moon Development Management Center are limited, especially when they are facing resumes sent by crazy people from all over the Earth.

The ocean of resumes discourages everyone, and also makes most resumes destined to be a drop of water in the ocean, and will always be silent in the ocean.

The slow screening speed of the Moon Development Management Center cannot meet people's growing demand for running around the moon, so there are impatient people and more motivated people.

In order to realize their wishes as soon as possible, they land on the moon as soon as possible, and to get an extra percentage point of their chance of being selected, they try their best to get an interview opportunity.

The Lunar Development Management Center was crowded with people the day after the announcement was released. In order to increase the limited possibility, these enthusiastic candidates came to the Lunar Development Management Center to apply for the job.

Even though they were blocked by the front desk and security guards, even if they never got an interview opportunity, they still persisted, hoping that they could talk to the center staff when they got off work and maybe they could get an opportunity.

There were many people holding similar ideas, and they quickly filled the Moon Management Center, and the entire building was surrounded by people waiting for opportunities. Whenever someone walked out of the Management Center Building, a large group of people would surround him, chatting and asking questions.

This situation scared the employees of the management center, and no one dared to go home from get off work. They looked at the densely packed heads downstairs and called their homes to prepare to work overtime in the company tonight.

The Moon Development and Management Center finally had to negotiate with the Yuan Empire through diplomatic channels, and asked the local police station to send people to evacuate the crowd. It started to set up inspection posts far away in the surrounding neighborhoods, and stopped all those who came to apply for the job without invitation.

At the same time, all employees of the Moon Management Center began to receive requests from classmates, former colleagues, former colleagues, former colleagues’ classmates’ friends, friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends’ friends, and the second uncle of Lao Wang’s next door.

Everyone has a similar purpose while beating around the bush, that is, to get a chance to go to the moon.

Some people go for the high salary of the Moon Empire, some people go for the Moon Empire itself, some really want to realize their dreams, some want to become astronauts but not, and some completely regard this as a paid space trip...

There are many people, harassing the people and others from the Moon Development and Management Center, and even the cleaning lady has received countless requests.

As the only external window of the Moon Empire on the surface, the Moon Management Center seriously overflowed.

Those who are interested began to discover other opportunities. Some people dug up the inextricable relationship between Comoros and the Moon Empire, and understood that Comoros is actually the holding company of the Moon Empire. This kind of thing is an open secret at the government level, but it can be regarded as a real secret among the people.

It is difficult to preserve the secrets. There are more than one or two people who are interested. Many news about Comoros spread in small circles, spreading from one circle to another, and slowly spreading.

So the Comoros officials suddenly discovered something strange. During this period, immigration applications suddenly increased sharply. Originally, Comoros was a poor country that can be counted in the world, and was a poor country with the Black Uncle. It was slightly better than the Black Uncle Kingdom during the war, but it was limited.

So immigration applications are some, but they are really rare.

However, over the past period of time, the number of immigration applications has increased so much that the number of applications has exceeded the number of nationals in the country. These applications come from all over the world, many of which come from developed countries. In these applications, you can find the Five Constant and Ten Constant, and even the famous high welfare countries can be found.

This is simply a big mistake. When did a fund manager on Wall Street in the United States want to come to Comoros? What can he do? Is there an exchange or futures here? Or a foreign exchange market? Even a line that can supply power stably is a rare thing. Can you, a fund manager, come here?

Similar situations abound, steelmaking workers, petroleum exploration experts, archaeologists, long-distance cargo drivers, Latin teachers...

Countless applications are coming in a crazily manner, constantly setting new highs, and the number of applications is rising from twice the population of Comoros to twice, triple, and four times at an extremely amazing speed...

It would be fine if it was just an application. Soon the Comoros authorities discovered that many non-black-skinned people suddenly appeared in the country. As a poor and backward country, except for those military soldiers, those who are not black in the country are counted, and there are only a few people who count over and over again.

Now suddenly a large group of strange colors drilled into the black background, and these colorful flowers were as conspicuous as they were walking on the black streets.

At first glance, it is easy to find that other colors are increasing rapidly, from pixels to color spots, and then these color spots continue to gather and increase.

The same color blocks gather together, and began to occupy and squeeze the surrounding black. The color blocks moved closer to each other, making the streets and alleys of Comoros mottled.

The main territory of Comoros is four islands, with a total population of about 800,000. Now there are continuous influx of people of all kinds. Soon, all hotels and rental houses in this underdeveloped country are filled with.

However, the abortion has obviously not stopped. In this small country where the government agencies are not sound, the entry system is incomplete, and there is no one to patrol the border, it is not too easy to sneak into the country. As long as you think about it, there will always be a way to get in, and there is not even a person who is specifically responsible for interception.

The rapid influx of people has brought huge problems to the Comoros, and accommodation and sanitation facilities are obviously unable to keep up. A large number of tents and various camping crowds have begun to appear around the city.

As the crowds continued to gather, Comoros began to feel great pressure, which came not only from management and municipal affairs, but also from food and drinking water.

The food accumulated in Comoros was quickly consumed in front of the waving green banknotes, and local residents even sold out their own food for those cute green tickets.

Comoros quickly felt the threat of famine in non-waste years...
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