Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 15

Chapter 15, I always trust the Governor

Hodgson asked for a show of hands, but there was still silence below.

The MPs looked at each other, and no one was willing to speak first.

Hodgson was getting impatient.

He pointed at a middle-aged man and said, “You are big in the food trade, so you should speak first.” The

person pointed at by the Speaker of the Parliament was MP Wohan.

He stood up and said, “We cannot accept the Governor’s request, it’s too much! He has done nothing for us, but he repeatedly asked us to provide supplies! The last time was to provide supplies for the slaves he brought with him, and the burden on more than 3,000 people was already heavy. This time it’s 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. These must be signed by the governor.”

Wohan sneered and said, “You made your fortune by being a broker of interstellar trade for Blackbird Heavy Industries Group. You value the trade share. 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 who was named immediately retorted, “You have stockpiled food for two months, just waiting for the price of food to rise in winter. At that time, 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 violation of the governor’s orders and exposed Renaissance City to Hong Pao!”

Seeing that the congressmen below were about to quarrel again, Hodgson had to slam 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 clearly when voting. If you give it, where will these materials be allocated? If you don’t give it, what about 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 represent disagreement, and there are no abstentions.”

After saying this, he raised his hands helplessly.

With him taking the lead, the other parliamentarians hesitated, reluctantly, but eventually 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 food and 10,000 pieces of textiles?”, raised his hand helplessly.

This caused a sneer from the bystanders.

He couldn’t refute it, so he could only mutter in a low voice: “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? We have at least 19 ways to make him behave…”

“Be careful with your words!” Hodgson shouted hoarsely.

The man shut up obediently, but his eyes were still unconvinced.

…

After the meeting, Hodgson was sitting in a wheelchair and was pushed back to the room by a young man.

The young man did not leave, but reported one thing: “Grandpa, after the meeting, Wohan summoned his supervisors and contacted several mercenary brokers.”

“He dare not harm the Governor, he can’t afford the price.”

“But maybe he might target the goods that will be shipped out of Renaissance City.”

Hearing this, Hodgson said expressionlessly: “Let him go, he will bear the consequences. Just keep an eye on him and his people to see what they do.”

“I’m worried that he will anger the Governor and bring disaster to Renaissance City.”

“Alas…” Hodgson sighed, “What can I do? I’m the Speaker of the Council, but I’m just the Speaker of the Council. Even if I know 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 irrational things.”

“Heh.” Hodgson smiled, his voice was very dry and hoarse.

“You don’t trust the new governor?”

“No, I always trust the governor.” Hodgson waved his hand, “The only one who can save the Wrathful Owl Star is the governor.”

However, he had another sentence that he didn’t tell his grandson:

“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 to the place.

He was a little surprised. These people agreed to it so easily. He thought there would be a lot of arguing.

But it didn’t matter. Although what he hoped to happen didn’t happen, the materials were real, so it wasn’t a loss.

It was still early, so he didn’t think about it anymore.

Yan Fangxu should be back soon, because Gu Hang had seen the battle settlement interface popped up on the system.

[A hearty victory, 1 point of grace]

[0 losses, 45 destroyed, 13 prisoners]

[1st Mechanized Servant Battalion-1st Company: 0 losses, 38 destroyed]

[Marine Corps: 0 losses, 7 destroyed]

Before, he sent Yan Fangxu to lead the team to eliminate the remaining people of the “Prisoners of the Dead”, where there were only a small number of people left behind and the elderly, weak, women and children.

As expected, when the enemy was completely wiped out, his people also had no losses.

According to Gu Hang’s order, all the remaining people of the “Prisoners of the Dead” should have been executed.

Gu Hang did not intend to give these cannibalistic and human trafficking robbers any chance to live.

Their bodies would also be hung in their destroyed camps, and a warning would be written in their blood:

“The fate of cannibals!”

As for getting a little grace after the battle, it was expected. The enemy was too weak and probably couldn’t give too many benefits.

He didn’t care.

When Yan Fangxu came back, he had a new task to assign to the captain of the Marine Corps.

Then, he went to see his two black box manufacturing machines.

These two things were placed not far from the camp, guarded by special machine servants, and a simple factory building was built to surround them. Except for authorized workers, no one else 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 ore was sent to the material inlet by the workers, and the black box manufacturing machine started working. There were bursts of noisy sounds, which seemed to be the sounds of friction, vibration and high temperature treatment, but they were not very loud.

The material fed into the black box manufacturing machine, after a series of mysterious and unknowable changes, finally formed high-quality alloy plastic steel and was spit out from the outlet.

The shining alloy ingots perfectly demonstrated its strength and toughness. The alloy directly produced by the black box manufacturing machine is a very excellent material.

The workers who were already waiting nearby would continue to carry the produced alloy plastic steel into the inlet of another manufacturing machine.

Then, the mother machine black box also started to work. After a while, an important component for building a smelting furnace was spit out from the outlet and pulled to the other side of the warehouse by the workers.

There were already a lot of parts piled up there, some large, one-piece castings, and some small but very precise. They

were placed in different categories and waited to be transported back to the waste cave society, so that they could be assembled on the spot into a smelting furnace that could produce alloy plastic steel.

Gu Hang was very satisfied.

(End of this chapter)