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Chapter 15, I will always trust the Governor
Hodgson called for a show of hands, but there was silence below.

Congressmen, you look at me, I look at you, no one wants to express their opinion first.

Hodgson was impatient.

He pointed to a middle-aged man: "You have done a lot in food trade, let me talk about it first."

The one pointed at by the chairman of the council was Councilman Vaughan.

He stood up desperately: "We can't accept the governor's request, it's too much! He didn't do anything for us, but asked us to provide supplies again and again! The last time was to provide supplies for the slaves he brought , The burden of the more than 3000 people is already heavy. This time it 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 order." Another person said helplessly, "otherwise we will be regarded as rebels, macro artillery is unreasonable, we... we can't lack the supplies of the empire, and we can't lack interstellar trade, All of this has to be signed by the governor.”

Vaughan sneered and said, "You made your fortune by being an interstellar trade broker for the Blackbird Heavy Industry Group, and you value trade share. Of course, you are eager to lick the governor's ass, regardless of whether the economy of Fuxing City can bear it."

The person who was named immediately retorted: "You have stored grain for two months, and you are waiting for the winter to raise the price of grain. When the time comes, the grain sent to the governor will be taken out of your inventory, which will delay your making money, right? You He is the one who disregarded the governor's order and exposed Fuxing City to the macro bomb!"

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 asked you to vote, and I didn't ask you to give any reason. I just want an answer. When you vote, you should 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 order, 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 Vaughan, who clamored before, "Does the governor understand the concept of one hundred tons of grain and ten thousand pieces of textiles", helplessly raised his hand.

This caused a laugh from the bystanders.

He couldn't refute, so he could only mutter in a low voice: "What should we do? Is there really no quota? Damn... this governor is really outrageous, why doesn't he stay in Fuxing City well? Then we at least have Nineteen ways to make him behave..."

"Be careful!" Hodgson yelled angrily in a hoarse voice.

The man obediently closed his mouth, but his eyes were still not convinced.

……

After the meeting, Hodgson was wheeled back into the room by a young man in a wheelchair.

The young man didn't leave, and reported something: "Grandpa, after the meeting, Vaughan summoned his supervisors and contacted several mercenary brokers."

"He doesn't dare to harm the governor, he can't afford that price."

"But maybe he might target the goods that are about to be shipped out of Fuxing City."

Hearing this, Hodgson said blankly: "Let him go, he will bear the consequences himself. Just keep paying attention and keep an eye on him and his people, what exactly did they do."

"I'm worried that he will anger the governor and bring disaster to Fuxing City."

"Oh..." Hodgson sighed, "What can I do? I am the leader of the council, but I am only the leader of the council. Even if I know about this, how can I stop Vaughan?"

His voice was a little bleak.

On the contrary, it was his grandson, and the young man standing behind him comforted him: "On the first day the governor came, he publicly issued his declaration, saying that he would rebuild the wasteland world so that everyone can live a good life. It shouldn't be so easy for him to anger the entire Fuxing City and do irrational things."

"Oh." 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 Star Fury is the Governor."

It's just that there was still half a sentence behind him, and he didn't say it to his grandson:

"I just don't know if it's the 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, this group of people agreed a little easily, he thought there would be a lot of dragging.

But it doesn't matter, although what he hoped to happen didn't happen, but the supplies are real, so it's not a loss after all.

It was still early, and he didn't think about it any more.

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

[Hearty victory, get 1 gift points]

[Loss 0, Elimination 45, Captive 13]

[1st Servant Battalion - 1st Company: 0 loss, 38 eliminations]

[Marine Corps: 0 losses, 7 eliminated]

Before, he sent Yan Fangxu to lead a team to eliminate the remnants of the 'dead prisoners'. There were only a small number of left behind, old and weak women and children.

Sure enough, even in the event of annihilating the other party, his people suffered no loss.

According to Gu Hang's order, all the rest of the 'Dead Prisoners' should be executed.

Gu Hang didn't intend to give them any way out for these people-eating and human-trafficking looters.

Their bodies, too, will be hung in their destroyed camp, and in their blood, written warnings:
"The end of the cannibal!"

As for the gift of 1 point after the battle, it was expected.The enemy is too weak, so it probably won't give much benefit.

He didn't care either.

After Yan Fangxu came back, he still had a new mission to assign to the captain of the Marine Corps.

Then, he went to look at 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.No one other than authorized workers is allowed inside.

When Gu Hang arrived, the two machines were in operation.

Previously, a batch of ore transported from the waste hole club was already in place.

The ore is sent into the feed port by the workers, and the black box manufacturing machine starts to work.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 sent into the black box manufacturing machine, after a series of mysterious and unknowable changes, finally forms high-quality alloy plastic steel, which is 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 an excellent material.

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

A lot of parts have been piled up there, some are large and cast in one piece, and some are small but very precise.

Put them in different categories, and wait for them to be transported to the waste hole society, where they can be assembled into a smelting furnace capable of producing alloy plastic steel.

Gu Hang was very satisfied.

(End of this chapter)