Things are valued for their rarity, and Minnie understood this principle well.
As for the ordinary residents who have left, at the only city gate, Natasha casts a mind-control spell. Even if they speak the truth, would powerful people believe the nonsense of an ordinary person?
Moreover, with winter approaching, 99% of people will still stay in Titan City to spend the long winter.
"Well, I'm sorry, Miss Minise."
Xiao Han stared at Minnie's hypocritical smile and sighed slightly: "Although it's a bit tiring, I don't mind expanding the cabinet's manpower to one hundred, three hundred, or five hundred people, with a duty system to handle domestic affairs in shifts."
"If you do this, there will be a severe shortage of manpower, and the reconstruction of Titan City will definitely take some time."
"Yes, you're right. So, I've abandoned that idea and decided to have representatives from all classes—slaves, commoners, merchants, city officials, guards, and people from all walks of life—form a new cabinet. I'll call it a delegation. Hmm, that's too bland a name; I'll change it later. The delegation will speak for their class, and I'll add a few assistants to discuss domestic affairs. Eventually, things will be resolved."
Upon hearing this, Minise was silent for a moment before saying, "Even a system as brilliant as a spark can fail if it makes the slightest mistake."
"right."
Xiao Han suddenly laughed, his eyes blazing with even more dazzling molten lava: "I know this is an attempt, and it may fail, but like a seed, as long as it is cultivated and watered with care, it will one day grow into a towering tree."
Minnie stared at Xiao Han, and after confirming that he was not joking, she bit her cherry lips, summoned a quill pen with her slender hand, and wrote a delicate and beautiful character on the overlord contract.
"Titan City cannot afford your frivolity, Your Highness."
As the magical runes coalesced, the contract was officially established, and she coldly announced that she would assume the position of Prime Minister.
"Besides what I've mentioned above, what other benefits are there?"
Minise stared at the benefits listed in the contract and had to admit that it was clearly an overbearing contract.
You've served for fifty years, and you can be dismissed at any time. All the credit for your service has fallen on the city lord. You've really squeezed the half-elf to the limit (the average lifespan of a half-elf is three hundred years).
"Uh, so I'll provide you with a lap pillow when you're tired?"
"..."
Minnie's eyes were slightly narrowed, beautiful like crescent moons, yet revealing a cold aura.
“Your Highness, winter is coming, and there are still many hidden dangers in the city that have not been resolved. You don’t need to do this at all; you are simply wasting your precious time.”
"Yes, that's why I'm waiting for you to sign the contract. Work for me, my Prime Minister."
"..."
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