Chapter 15, I always trust the Governor
Hodgson called for a vote by show of hands, but there was still silence.
The lawmakers looked at each other, and no one was willing to express their opinion first.
Hodgson was getting impatient.
He pointed at a middle-aged man and said, "You are big in the food trade, so you go first."
The person being pointed at by the Speaker was Councillor Wohan.
He stood up and said, "We cannot accept the Governor's request. This is too much! He has done nothing for us, but he has repeatedly asked us to provide supplies! Last time, we provided supplies to the slaves he brought with him. The burden of more than 3,000 people was already too heavy. This time is even more excessive! One hundred tons of food! Ten thousand pieces of textiles! Does our Governor know what these things are?!"
"But we must obey the Governor's orders." Another person said helplessly, "Otherwise we will be regarded as rebels. Hong Pao is unreasonable. We...we cannot lack the imperial aid materials, nor can we lack interstellar trade. All of these require the Governor's signature."
Wohan sneered and said, "You made your fortune by being a broker for interstellar trade for the Blackbird Heavy Industries Group. You value trade share, so of course you are eager to lick the Governor's ass, and you don't care whether the economy of Renaissance City can bear it."
The person named immediately retorted: "You have been hoarding food for two months, waiting for the price to rise in winter. When the time comes, the food sent to the Governor will be taken from your inventory, which will delay your making money, right? You are the one who disregarded the Governor's order and exposed Fuxing City to the macro cannon!"
Seeing that the MPs below were about to start arguing again, Hodgson had to bang the table again.
"Okay, stop arguing." Hodgson's old voice sounded, "I asked you to vote, not to give any reasons. I just want an answer. Think it over carefully when voting. If you give it to me, where will these materials be allocated from? If you don't give it to me, what will happen to the interstellar trade quota, the imperial aid quota, and the orbital strike deterrence? Now, vote. Those who agree to obey the governor's order, raise your hands. Those who don't raise their hands mean they disagree, and there are no abstentions."
After saying this, he raised his hands helplessly.
With him taking the lead, other congressmen hesitated and reluctantly, but finally raised their hands one by one.
In the end, even Wohan, who had previously shouted, "Does the Governor understand the concept of 100 tons of grain and 10,000 pieces of textiles?", raised his hand helplessly.
This caused a sneer from the people around.
He couldn't refute it, so he could only mutter quietly: "What should we do? Are we really not going to give up the quota? Damn... This governor is really outrageous. Why doesn't he just stay in Fuxing City? Then we have at least nineteen ways to make him behave..."
"Be careful with your words!" Hodgson shouted angrily in a hoarse voice.
The man shut his mouth obediently, but his eyes still showed dissatisfaction.
…
After the meeting, Hodgson was pushed back into the room in a wheelchair by a young man.
The young man did not leave, but reported one thing: "Grandpa, Wohan summoned his supervisors after the meeting and contacted several mercenary brokers."
"He dare not do anything bad to the Governor. He cannot afford the price."
"But perhaps he might target the cargo that is about to be shipped out of Renaissance City."
Hearing this, Hodgson said expressionlessly: "Let him go. He will bear the consequences himself. We just need to keep an eye on him and his people to see what they have done."
"I'm worried that he will anger the Governor and bring disaster to Fuxing City."
"Ah..." Hodgson sighed, "What can I do? I am the Speaker of the Parliament, but I am only the Speaker of the Parliament. Even if I knew about this, how can I stop Wohan?"
His voice was a little bleak.
Instead, his grandson, the young man standing behind him, comforted him: "On the first day of the Governor's arrival, he publicly announced his declaration, saying that he would rebuild the wasteland world and let everyone live a good life. He shouldn't be so easy to vent his anger on the entire Renaissance City and do something irrational."
"Ha." Hodgson laughed, his voice was dry and hoarse.
"You don't trust the new governor?"
"No, I always trust the Governor." Hodgson waved his hand, "The Governor is the only one who can save the Wrathful Owl Star."
However, he did not tell his grandson the following half sentence:
"I just don't know if it's this governor."
…
Gu Hang received a reply from Fuxing City saying that they agreed to the request, but it would take eight days to transport the designated materials.
He was a little surprised that these people agreed so easily. He thought there would be a lot of wrangling.
But it doesn’t matter. Even though what he hoped for didn’t happen, the supplies are real, so it’s not a loss after all.
It was still early, so he didn't think about it anymore.
Yan Fangxu should be back soon, because Gu Hang has already seen the battle settlement interface popping up on the system.
[Win a great victory and get 1 point of gift]
[0 losses, 45 killed, 13 captured]
[1st Mecha Servant Battalion - 1st Company: 0 losses, 38 destroyed]
[Marines: 0 lost, 7 destroyed]
Before that, he sent Yan Fangxu to lead a team to eliminate the remaining "prisoners". There were only a small number of people left behind, as well as the elderly, the weak, women and children.
As expected, while he annihilated the enemy completely, his men suffered no losses at all.
According to Gu Hang's order, all the remaining "prisoners" should have been executed.
Gu Hang had no intention of giving these cannibalistic and human-trafficking robbers any chance of survival.
Their bodies will also be hung in their destroyed camps, and in their blood, a warning will be written:
"The fate of cannibals!"
As for getting 1 point of bounty after the battle, it was expected. The enemy was too weak to give much benefit.
He didn't care either.
When Yan Fangxu comes back, he has a new task to assign to the Marine captain.
Then he went to look at his two black box making machines.
These two machines were placed not far from the camp, guarded by special robot soldiers, and surrounded by a simple factory building. No one except authorized workers was allowed to enter.
When Gu Hang arrived, the two machines were in operation.
Previously, a batch of ore transported from Feidongshe had arrived.
The workers fed the ore into the feed port, and the black box making machine started to work. There were bursts of noisy sounds, which seemed to be the sounds of friction, vibration and high temperature treatment, but not very loud.
The material fed into the black box manufacturing machine undergoes a series of mysterious and unknowable changes, eventually forming high-quality alloy plastic steel and being spit out from the outlet.
The shining alloy ingot perfectly demonstrates its strength and toughness. The alloy directly produced by the black box manufacturing machine is an excellent material.
The workers who are already waiting nearby 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 a smelting furnace was spit out from the discharge port and pulled to the other side of the warehouse by the workers.
There were already quite a few parts piled up there, some large, one-piece cast, some small but very precise.
After being placed in different categories and waiting to be transported back to the abandoned cave community, they can be assembled on site into a smelting furnace that can produce alloy plastic steel.
Gu Hang was very satisfied.
(End of this chapter)
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