Shadow Empire

Chapter 363 Decision, Wake Up, and Send
The strike in Jingang City has begun to attract the attention of some higher-ups.

In fact, it is difficult to accurately describe the changes that this strike has brought to the country, because it is complex, functional, and has many impacts on subsequent developments.

If I had to find a metaphor that could even remotely describe the strike, it would be like constipation.

Yes, constipation that makes it hard to poop.

People don’t seem too nervous when they can’t poop at first. It’s just that they can’t poop, not like they’ve done it before.

But as the time of being unable to pull out goes on, it becomes longer.

Finally, the feces blocking the buttocks began to affect the intestines, and the intestines began to move faster. However, they did not know that if they could not find the cause of constipation and then moved faster, it would only bring worse consequences.

Faster peristalsis will also prompt the intestinal mucosa to absorb water from the stool faster, making it drier, harder, and... bigger!
The governor's call at this time was like the body's natural response. He was not feeling well and he had to start doing something.

"Sidney, when will you be able to return to work?"

"I'm not trying to urge you to return to work, but the chaos in Jingang City has spread within the Socialist Party. Not long ago, the senator called me and asked about some issues in Jingang City."

"It's important to the entire Federation, and we want to make sure it's under our control!"

The mayor was not too concerned about what the governor meant. "It's out of control, sir."

"We all know that the city's order is on the brink of danger, but we can't pretend not to see it just because there are things you and I don't want to do."

"It's not like I did nothing. Look, I declared war on them, but what was the result?"

"The doctor said that if the bullet had deviated by a few centimeters, I would have gone to see God. This is what I got. If you always stand at a higher point and don't want to dirty your boots, then let it slide into the abyss!"

The seemingly ordinary conversation between the two people was actually filled with hidden demands. The governor frowned and said, "The state police will be there to assist you soon."

The mayor took a deep breath. "I don't need state troopers, you know what I mean."

“If we want to resolve the chaos in Golden Harbor City as soon as possible, the state police are not enough!”

"There were several explosions yesterday. The gangs have started using explosives. If you send a group of state troopers, they will just let the gangs brag about how many police officers they have killed!"

"Sir, in this matter, the effort and benefit are directly proportional!"

The governor had a headache. He knew what the mayor meant. "But this will have a very bad impact. No one knows how people will evaluate us!"

If the order was issued by the governor, then the Socialist Party and all sectors of society would have a lower opinion of him.

A politician who uses armed force to solve problems at every turn is definitely not a qualified politician. The federal people and the federal political environment are very weird.

They have been maintaining a very distorted and weird social operating mechanism, artificially setting up many obstacles, just like procedural justice.

Sometimes you know clearly that a person is a criminal, or everyone knows that he is a criminal, including himself, and no one denies it, but you just can't get the evidence to accuse him and let him escape legal punishment.

There are many people like this. They will stop committing crimes after committing a few crimes. People are powerless against this type of criminals.

It's a problem that can be easily solved, but they choose to make things difficult for themselves.

The mayor remained silent, but silence is the most powerful language. The governor thought for a long time and said, "I will communicate with them. Also, you need to keep an eye on the strike issue."

“I don’t want to solve one problem only to have another one arise.”

Between hemorrhoids and constipation, the governor chose to solve hemorrhoids first rather than constipation.

The governor hung up the phone. In fact, until now, neither he nor the mayor thought that the strike was a problem, it was nothing more than some compromises.

Once he has taken control of this city, the terminal management company, and the Bay Area, they will either choose to stand on his side or be smashed to pieces by his chariot!

The mayor reached out and pressed a button, then hung up the phone. He looked at his secretary and said, "Soon there will be peace in this city!"

Mobilizing the militia is not an easy task and requires confirmation from the state legislature.

In fact, the governor and the state legislature are like a smaller version of the presidential palace and Congress. Although the president has the highest military power, he needs to bear a lot of responsibilities, and any long-term military operations must be approved by Congress before they can be implemented.

For example, sending troops abroad, whether to help others or to harm others, requires the approval of Congress as long as it lasts for more than one month.

Otherwise Congress has the power to interrupt these military operations.

The same goes for the governor. If he wants to mobilize the militia into the city, he must get the support of the parliament.

And there are not only members of the Socialist Party, the Liberal Party and the Federal Party in the parliament.

It is easy to convince Socialist MPs, just give them a call, but it may be a bit troublesome to convince Liberal and Federal MPs.

But these are the governor's issues and have nothing to do with the mayor.

During this call, the secretary felt that the mayor had taken the initiative in front of the governor, just because of that bullet!
But it was difficult for him to make such a decision, he didn't have the courage to face this shot!
Maybe this is the gap between him and the mayor!

In the evening, the board of directors of the terminal management company announced that the manager of the terminal management company was temporarily dismissed from his position and was awaiting further processing, but there was no subsequent processing.

I just kept calling on everyone to stay calm and be prepared to negotiate with the company.

It seems that they are moving forward very actively, but in reality, no substantial changes have been made.

Maybe the manager himself figured something out, so he went to the board of directors and asked to see the chairman, but he was reportedly beaten up and thrown out.

For several days the city remained in a state of both chaos and stability. The chaos refers to its current bad situation.

Citizens throughout the city have seen street attacks and killings more than once, and have heard explosions more than once.

There is good news during this period, that is, Morris has truly awakened.

He had woken up before, but that was not a real wake-up. Instead, he felt a little confused, and the time he was awake was very short, maybe a few minutes, and then he fell into a coma again.

Doctors said it was a natural mechanism of the human body and they couldn't figure out why, but they knew it was a good thing.

Because only by showing these qualities can it be said that he is recovering.

Now, he truly woke up.

The room was full of people. Lance and the others were at the innermost. Others who were not as high up in status were in the corridor outside and in the hospital yard.

"How does it feel?" Lance asked.

Morris licked his lips. He was denied any food, and now the hospital gave him a nutrient solution that was injected directly into the blood instead of being fed through food.

He had part of his stomach, two sections of intestines, a liver and a kidney removed. Eating now places a huge physical burden on him. Only after his body "recovers" can he gradually resume some of his previous living habits.

"Thirsty, and hungry!"

"The doctor said you're going to feel thirsty and hungry, but that's your body playing tricks on you and you don't need it right now."

"When you recover, we'll treat you to a feast."

Morris tilted his head and looked at Ennio beside the bed, "Where's he?"

He refers to his father.

Ennio touched his forehead with his hand. "I'm sorry, they couldn't save the man."

Morris did not show any intense pain, he just seemed to accept it calmly.

He even sneered, but then a painful expression appeared on his face.

A chuckle would trigger changes in many muscle groups and also cause changes in abdominal pressure. In an instant, his eyes widened. It was so painful!

Lance did not ask the hospital to use those special painkillers, but instead chose some that were not very addictive.

If we save him but he becomes someone who needs to rely on painkillers to live a normal life... No, when he starts to rely on painkillers, his life will no longer be normal!
So even though it hurts, it's good for his future.

Those non-specific quick-acting painkillers cannot minimize people’s pain. Perhaps this is the price of human interference in natural affairs.

If you want more comfort, you need to pay more tangible and intangible things.

"This guy...always looks like he doesn't care about anyone."

"Ennio knows."

Ennio nodded, "Yes, uncle is...very free and easy."

Morris glanced at him, "You don't need to pick nice things to say, he's gone."

"I've thought about a lot of things, between him and me, and sometimes I have some fantasies." "There are good ones, bad ones, a lot of them."

"But I never thought that he would jump on me to save me."

His eyes were red, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of his body or because of the words and his emotions.

"I should be feeling really happy because he's suddenly like a normal person."

"But I can't be happy because the price is too heavy!"

He lay there for a while with his eyes closed, "Did we win?"

Lance walked over to the bed and squeezed his hand, "We're about to win!"

"Do you want me to leave them to you?"

Morris shook his head. "Just send them away."

Lance released his hand, "Cheer up, we still need you!"

In fact, Morris also knew his current situation, and his mind was a little confused. "I don't know, but I will get better first..."

He was not fit to remain in this state for too long, and the doctor soon asked Lance and the others to leave, and they would continue to let Morris fall asleep.

When he falls asleep, the impact of pain on him will be reduced, and sleep can also better promote his body's self-repair.

After walking out of the hospital, Lance gave a few instructions to the people who stayed here to take care of Morris, including asking them to keep an eye on him and not leave him alone for too long.

After suffering such a great blow, if he couldn't get over it for a while, he might do something extreme.

As they got in the car, Lance asked, "When will Galio fall?"

Ennio closed the car door and turned the key. The car started humming. "Tonight!"

Lance began to look forward to the day when he would meet the professor.

Galio is also very excited now. This is his first time to come to Jingang City. If he hadn't brought too many people with him, he could actually arrive during the day, or even earlier.

Before entering the city, we could vaguely see the outline of the city in the darkness. It was indeed much larger than Fides City.

"The air here smells so good. It's nothing like the air over in Fides, which smells like motor oil!"

Galio took a deep breath and almost said, "The air here is so sweet," but in terms of air quality, the air quality here is indeed much better than that in Fides.

As a heavy industrial city, Fides City has three things floating in the air:

Motor oil, metal dust and dust from coal combustion.

But here, the air is much better.

The wind blows in from the sea, and no polluted air can stay here for long, especially in summer.

After every rain, the whole world becomes brand new. This is the life of people living by the sea.

He had only seen the sea a few times and was full of desire and curiosity about everything here.

The minibuses he kidnapped did not enter the city, but stayed in the suburbs. After the three vehicles entered the city, they found a public telephone booth and called Lance.

Soon, Ennio drove over to greet them, and forty minutes later, they met Lance.

"You are Mr. Lance!" Galio looked at Lance with some disbelief.

Although he had heard that Lance was very young before, he thought it was just Ennio's description. In his mind, Lance was probably about thirty years old.

At the age of thirty, being able to become the head of a powerful family can indeed be said to be young and capable!

But after seeing Lance in person, he realized that Ennio's performance was not exaggerated, because Lance was really young.

Lance shook his hand and then let him into the office.

"I'm sorry I can't throw you a big welcome party right now, you should hear me."

Galio didn't lie. "I was shocked when I entered the city. To be honest, this place is even more chaotic than Fides. I thought Jingang City would be very orderly!"

Lance invited him to sit down, "Something has been going on lately. It won't be over anytime soon."

He paused and looked at Galio, "Mr. Galio, you helped me a lot. I am very grateful to you."

"And I feel a little sorry for bothering you to come here in person this time."

Galio laughed and waved his hands, "Actually, I asked to come here on my own initiative. I've always wanted to visit you, Mr. Lance."

"It's a great thing for all of us in the Empire that a great figure can emerge in this field!"

"Let me tell you a true story. Before I came here, the city councillor was still blackmailing me."

"But when he heard that I came to Jingang City to see you, his attitude softened a lot!"

Although these statements are obviously exaggerated, they are not too outrageous.

The big people in big cities have an innate suppression of the big people in small cities, not to mention that the mayor of this city is Sidney, who has also left his own "myth" in Fides.

It is hard not to compare the "big man" mentioned by Galio with Sidney.

It is conceivable that Congressman Philip will change his strategy, so his decision is indeed because of Lance.

It was hard for Lance to feel any resentment towards someone who was always praising him.

"We all come from the same place, and unity is very important."

"Only if we stick together can we avoid being bullied by others."

"Whether it's family or anything else, this is what I think and do."

"Galio, we are equals and friends, so there is no need to use honorifics. This makes me uncomfortable."

Galio smiled. Actually, he was not used to it either, but since Lance could gain a foothold here, he was definitely not an ordinary person. It would never be wrong to be more polite.

He knew it was time to talk about something that would interest Lance, "I brought all of the professor's family members, as well as the families of several senior officials. I left them outside the city."

"I don't know the situation here, I can let my people take you there."

Lance glanced at Ennio, motioning him to get the man back, then looked at Galio, "I don't know how to thank you, Galio."

He pondered for a moment, "Do you have a great demand for drinks?"

Galio's heart was pounding. Although his place was not as prosperous as Jingang City, people's income was not necessarily much lower. Some factory workers even earned more than people here!
The welfare benefits for workers in heavy industry have always been slightly better, otherwise it would be really hard to find people to do the job!
The growing laxity of the federal people made them very averse to low-paying but more heavy physical labor.

People often only pay attention to the higher average salaries in these industries and ignore what it takes to get these salaries.

The more tired you are, whether mentally or physically, the more you need ways to eliminate the fatigue.

Alcohol is a good choice.

The drinks made Galio a lot of money, "Indeed, Mr. Lance."

"In addition to visiting you this time, I also hope to make the trade of wine and beverages between our two sides more stable."

Lance nodded. "No problem. We will have a large number of low-alcohol wines coming out soon. These wines are not expensive and are very suitable for the middle and low-end consumer groups."

He was talking about the wine made in the brewery, which was about 10 degrees.

It is because of its low alcohol content that people often drink too much!

Galio had no reason to refuse Lance's proposal. Lance then asked about the situation in the city of Fides and the situation of some imperial workers.

Perhaps it is because the work pressure is too great. According to Galio, the conflict between local workers and immigrant workers in Fides is not prominent.

The two sides got along very well, but the capitalists were obviously a little discriminatory against the imperial immigrant workers, and the wages they paid were generally two or three dollars lower.

After chatting for a while, Lance asked someone to arrange for Galio and his group to rest. It was too late, so they could wait until dawn to deal with the rest!

(End of this chapter)