Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 9

Chapter 9, How many devices is freedom worth?

Old Butch had mixed feelings.

He was old, had experienced many hardships, and had been responsible for the safety of the entire Waste Cave Society. He would inevitably think too much and be suspicious of everything.

In his opinion, the hundreds of people in the Waste Cave Society were gathering together in the dangerous wasteland to survive. No matter what the situation was, it was better to think more and be more steady, even if you missed many opportunities, than to take a wrong step and be doomed.

He was of course very grateful that the Governor brought troops to rescue him. Without external aid, all of them would die.

But to be honest, what he expected most was that the Governor would bring troops to kill all the bandits and then leave. Even if they had to pay a little more, that was fine. He thought about the worst case scenario, which was to double the tax in two years, which might cause half of the people in the Waste Cave Society to starve to death, but it was better than all of them dying.

But now, the Governor not only did not ask them to pay anything, but was willing to give them more, which made Old Butch very worried.

No price, that may mean the biggest price.

After listening to Gu Hang’s speech, he couldn’t help but feel excited, and he also cheered and performed with the crowd.

What the Governor said was of course what he expected, and what he dreamed of.

But…

is it really possible?

The people of the Abandoned Cave Society have nothing but their strength. There is no technology, no equipment, and even resources such as mines are abandoned mines before the war, with small reserves and high mining difficulty. If there is a good-quality mineral vein, how can it fall into their hands?

How can they pursue a better life like this?

Old Butch can’t imagine it at all.

He doesn’t want this to happen, but he can’t help thinking about the worst in his heart, thinking that Gu Hang said these words to fool them, and they might be sold as slaves in the future.

But he is no longer the leader of the Abandoned Cave Society.

The current leader, Patel, seems to have been brainwashed, and fanatically trusts the words of the Governor. After the Governor’s speech, the boy was so excited that he went there as soon as the Governor waved his hand. He said he wanted to discuss the future development of the Waste Cave Society.

“You are being sold and still helping others count money!”

Old Butch could only return to his cramped, musty space, feeling depressed. He

was not depressed for long before his door was knocked.

He opened the door and Patel walked in.

The room was pitch black. Patel asked, “Why don’t you turn on the lights?”

“Be a little more frugal.”

“According to what the Governor said, a happy life cannot be achieved by saving.”

“Haha, you are talking about the Governor all the time now.”

“He saved us.”

“I have never denied this.”

“He will bring us a bright future.”

“Hmm.” Old Butch was a little perfunctory. He had given up persuading Patel.

Things have come to this point. What else can he do?

To be honest, the Waste Cave Society has no strength. Even if Patel listens to him, what can he do? Can he still resist the Governor?

Thinking of this, he became even more discouraged. He asked with a dull look: “Why do you come to an old man like me instead of discussing the big plan with the Governor?”

“We have already discussed it. I came to ask you for help.”

“So soon?”

“The Governor is very particular about efficiency.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Lead our people to the surface and build a settlement. We can’t live in the mines for a long time. The poor living environment will make us sick.”

“But…”

Old Butch was very hesitant.

It would be great to live on the surface, but who would want to live in the mines? In fact, the Waste Cave Society had planned to develop on the surface before, and they had a camp on the surface.

Then, they were beaten by the “Prisoners of the Dead”. The dozens of people who were captured were also captured from the surface camp.

The surface is too dangerous, and the Waste Cave Society can’t defend it at all.

“I know what you are worried about.” Patel said, “But we have the power to protect ourselves. The Governor will leave a hundred mechanical servants here to take charge of the defense work. At the same time, a hundred sets of soldiers’ equipment will be transported, and people will be selected from the Waste Cave Society to arm a company!”

Now it was Old Butch’s turn to be surprised.

He thought the Governor was fooling people, but he didn’t expect that he could do one of the things he promised right away.

No, it should be two.

Arming the soldiers of the Waste Cave Society so that they can protect themselves is one thing; building houses on the surface and improving living conditions is another.

Changes will be immediate.

Old Butch had no way to shirk this matter.

But he was curious about another point: “You want me to help build the surface camp, so what will you do yourself?”

It can’t be military training. The Governor will definitely send someone to take charge of this kind of thing. Not to mention military power, even if the Waste Cave Society does it themselves, no one has the ability to do it.

“As for me…” Patel smiled mysteriously and stopped keeping the secret. “I want to build our own production line. There will be new mining machines delivered to the site, and there will also be alloy smelting furnaces. The Governor will not only help us improve the efficiency of mineral excavation, but also directly build a production line for the production of alloy plastic steel!”

Hearing this, Old Butch was really surprised and speechless.

Building an army and returning to the surface to live are of course good, but to put it bluntly, they are all illusions. How can the Waste Cave Society afford a decent army on its own? Don’t they still have to rely on the Governor’s blood transfusion?

This is the core reason for Old Butch’s pessimistic attitude. If Feidong Society wants to live a good life, it must have enough value. He never expects others to give Feidong Society blood transfusions for free and unlimitedly. This is impossible.

Even if it is to buy people’s hearts for a while, it is for greater interests. Whether it is to build a memorial archway to gain fame or to have a darker plan, it is not a good thing.

But now, he knows that he is wrong, and

he is wrong outrageously. Indeed, Gu Hang will not give Feidong Society blood transfusions unlimitedly and free of charge. He does have something to ask of Feidong Society. It’s just that what he needs is far from what Feidong Society can give now.

But it doesn’t matter. Gu Hang can make Feidong Society develop. When their productivity increases and their own value becomes higher, they can afford the price that Gu Hang wants.

Of course, by that time, the debt owed by Feidong Society to Gu Hang may be far more than a life-saving grace.

But Old Butch is happy with it.

Such an opportunity is what he has dreamed of.

He was already fully erected, his previous worries had long been thrown out of the window: “When will it start?”

Patel asked jokingly: “You said before that it was a disaster, not a blessing? And what about losing freedom?”

Old Butch blushed, and said stubbornly: “You little brat, you know shit! Is our freedom more valuable than the equipment brought by the Governor?”

“Hahaha!” Seeing the old uncle’s attitude change 180 degrees, Patel also laughed out loud.

This was not laughing at the old uncle, this was happiness for the future fate of all of them.

(End of this chapter)