"The future is bleak... Well, luckily, there are still some jobs that machines can't replace. Otherwise, we might die of starvation, won't we?"
The four people with crushed spirits were talking when the boy who returned to check on their progress asked them in confusion:
"Uh... Are you doing this for any specific purpose? I don't recall requesting manual peeling in the task description..."
"This is an extra service, complimentary, please don't be shy."
Miao Jie laughed.
They beleived in providing delicate service in their team. A wave of the hand does not need much calculation.
"Not that I feel shy, but our school has a special machine that can peel it quickly and, furthermore..."
The boy hesitated for a moment, looked at their bare hands, and added, "It's done in a sterile environment. It's clean and hygienic."
After hearing that, the four of them fell silent and looked at each other.
Unemployed again...
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