Chapter 15, I will always trust the Governor
Hodgson called for a show of hands, but there was still silence.
Members, you look at me and I look at you. No one is willing to take a stand first.
Hodgson was impatient.
He pointed at a middle-aged man: "If you make the food trade big, let me talk about it first."
The person pointed at by the Speaker of Parliament was Councilor Wohan.
He stood up bravely: "We can't accept the governor's request. This is too much! He has never done anything for us, but he has asked us to provide supplies again and again! The last time was to provide supplies for the slaves he brought. , the burden of more than three thousand people is already heavy. This time it is even more excessive! One hundred tons of food! Does our governor know what these things are?”
"But we must obey the governor's order." Another person said helplessly, "Otherwise we will be regarded as rebels. Hong Pao is unreasonable. We...we cannot lack supplies from the empire, nor can we lack interstellar trade. All these require the signature of the Governor.”
Wohan sneered and said: "You made your fortune by working as an interstellar trade broker for the Blackbird Heavy Industry Group. You value trade share. Of course you are eager to lick the governor's ass and don't care whether Fuxing City's economy can sustain it."
The person named immediately retorted: "You have been storing grain for two months, and you are just waiting for the price of grain to rise in winter. The grain sent to the governor will be taken out of your inventory by then, and it will delay your making money, right? You He is the one who ignored the governor’s orders and exposed Fuxing City to the bombardment!”
Seeing that the MPs below were about to quarrel again, Hodgson had no choice but to slam the table again.
"Okay, stop arguing." Hodgson's old voice sounded, "I let you vote, I don't ask you to give any more reasons, I just want an answer. When you vote, you think clearly, if you give, where will these materials be allocated? If not, what about interstellar trade quotas, imperial aid quotas, and orbital strike deterrence? Now, let’s vote. Those who agree to abide by the Governor’s orders raise their hands. Those who do not raise their hands represent disagreement, and there are no abstentions.”
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand helplessly.
With him taking the lead, the other MPs hesitantly, reluctantly, but finally raised their hands one by one.
In the end, even Wohan, who had shouted before, "Does the Governor understand the concept of one hundred tons of grain and ten thousand pieces of textiles?", raised his hand helplessly.
This caused a sneer from others.
He couldn't refute, so he could only mutter in a low voice: "What should we do? Are there really no quotas? Damn... this governor is really outrageous. Why doesn't he just stay in Fuxing City? That way we at least have something Nineteen ways to make him behave..."
"Be careful!" Hodgson yelled angrily in a hoarse voice.
The man shut his mouth obediently, but his eyes were still unconvinced.
……
After the meeting, Hodgson sat in a wheelchair and was pushed back into the room by a young man.
The young man did not leave and reported something: "Grandpa, Wohan summoned his supervisors after the meeting and contacted several mercenary brokers."
"He doesn't dare to go against the governor, he can't afford the price."
"But maybe he might target the goods that are about to be shipped out from Fuxing City."
Hearing this, Hodgson said expressionlessly: "Let him go. He will bear the consequences himself. Just keep paying attention and keep an eye on him and his people to see what they did."
"I'm worried that he will anger the governor and bring disaster to Fuxing City."
"Alas..." Hodgson sighed, "What can I do? I am the Speaker of the Parliament, but I am just the Speaker of the Parliament. Even if I know about this, how can I stop Wohan?"
His voice was a little hollow.
On the contrary, it was his grandson, the young man standing behind him, who comforted him: "On the first day he came, the Governor publicly issued his declaration, saying that he would rebuild the wasteland world and let everyone live a good life. He shouldn’t be able to anger the entire Fuxing City so easily and do irrational things.”
"Ha." Hodgson smiled, his voice was dry and hoarse.
"You don't trust the new governor?"
"No, I will always trust the Governor." Hodgson waved his hand, "The only one who can save Raging Owl is the Governor."
However, there was another half sentence he did not say to his grandson:
“I just don’t know if it’s the governor.”…
Gu Hang received a reply from Fuxing City, saying that they had agreed to the request, but it would take eight days to transport the designated supplies.
He was a little surprised. These people agreed a little easily. He thought there would be a lot of push and pull.
But it didn't matter. Although nothing happened as he hoped, the supplies were real and it was not a loss after all.
It was still early and he didn't think about it again.
Yan Fangxu should be back soon, because Gu Hang has already seen the battle settlement interface that pops up on the system.
[Victory, get 1 point of gift]
[Loss 0, 45 destroyed, 13 captured]
[1st Servitor Battalion-1st Company: 0 losses, 38 destroyed]
[Marine Corps: 0 losses, 7 destroyed]
Previously, he sent Yan Fangxu to lead a team to eliminate the remnants of the 'prisoners', where there were only a small number of left-behind people, old, weak, women and children.
Sure enough, despite annihilating the opponent, his men suffered no losses.
According to Gu Hang's order, all the remaining "prisoners" should have been executed.
Gu Hang was not going to give them any way to survive, these cannibalistic and human-trafficking plunderers.
Their corpses will also be hung in their destroyed camps, and words of warning will be written with their blood:
"The fate of cannibals!"
As for receiving a gift after the battle, it was expected. The enemy is too weak, so it probably won't be able to offer much benefit.
He didn't care either.
After Yan Fangxu came back, he had a new task to assign to the captain of the Marine Corps.
Then, he went to look at his two black box manufacturing machines.
These two machines were placed not far from the camp, guarded by specialized servitor soldiers, and a simple factory building was built to surround them. No one else is allowed except authorized workers.
When Gu Hang arrived, the two machines were in operation.
A batch of ore transported from the Wastedong Society has been put in place.
The ore is fed into the feed port by workers, and the black box making machine starts working. There were bursts of noisy sounds, which seemed to be the sounds of friction, vibration and high-temperature processing, but they were not very noisy.
The material fed into the black box manufacturing machine undergoes a series of mysterious and unknowable changes before finally forming high-quality alloy plastic steel and being spit out from the discharge port.
The shining alloy ingot perfectly demonstrates its strength and toughness. The alloy directly produced by the black box manufacturing machine is a very excellent material.
The workers who are already waiting will continue to carry the produced alloy plastic steel into the feed port of another manufacturing machine.
Then, the mother machine black box also started working. After a while, an important component for building the smelting furnace was spit out from the discharge port and was pulled to the other side of the warehouse by the workers.
There are already a lot of parts stacked there, some are large and cast in one piece, and some are small but very precise.
Place them into categories and wait for them to be transported back to the Wastedong Society, where they can be assembled into a smelting furnace capable of producing alloy plastic steel.
Gu Hang was very satisfied.
(End of chapter)