Botu City, once the Gray Eye Palace, is now the Governor's Mansion.
After several days of emergency repairs, the fire at the main power station was finally extinguished, but most of the main equipment had been damaged. Until new equipment from the Aluminum Association was delivered, the entire Botu City could only rely on the backup power station for power.
Marvin and Mo Yu also came to the city wall, looked up at the smoke-filled Governor's Mansion, smiled and shook their heads: "The Governor is really not that particular!"
Looking from the outside of the current Governor's Palace, there are not a few gems and gold visible.
If he were the master of the Gerbil Gang, he would definitely want to spread out high-grade gemstones as wall tiles, use pure gold to make beams and columns, and make the ostentation as big as possible.
Mo Yu glanced at the city wall expectantly: "Grandpa Marwen, what do you think the Governor will tell us?"
In past gatherings, the big shots of the Gerbil Gang would stand on this wall, overlooking the people under their rule.
"What else could it be?" Marvin sighed, "Just like the people of the Gerbil Gang, let us celebrate for a victory that does not belong to us."
"I hope it can end soon. After all, we can't pay him mining taxes while he is talking."
Mo Yu clenched the bottle of cough medicine and retorted in a low voice: "Grandpa Marvin, the Governor is not such a person!"
Just when the two of them were about to say something else, the alloy door was suddenly slowly pushed open, and the governor in fine clothes walked out together with several robots that seemed to infiltrate people at the sight of them, followed by several robots. The cart is covered with white mist.
The aroma is not strong, but for people who live in famine all year round, searching for food has become their greatest instinct.
food!
Those carts contained food!
The crowd suddenly fell silent and looked at each other, wondering what the Governor wanted to do.
As for the possibility of the Governor distributing food, no one had imagined it - in their entire lives, they were the only ones handing over food, and no food was distributed from above.
Jiang Suiping looked at the dark and thin people, couldn't help but sigh, and looked at the digital management panel.
[Ordinance: Disaster Relief (Minimum). Effect: Immediately consume 20 points of food, remove the negative effects of famine on production, and remove the negative effects of famine on stability]
[Regional stability: 80% (war -40%, shortage of industrial products -20%, your military strength here +40%)]
[Regional monthly output: energy -5, industrial products -6, ore +7, food +2 (due to insufficient energy and lack of industrial products, the production efficiency of the region -50%)]
[Resource reserves: 50 energy, 49 industrial products, 183 ore, 41 food]
With the resources Jiang Sui currently has, it is actually possible to subsidize energy and industrial products, but the factory has not yet been built. Even if subsidies are provided, they can only increase the production of ore and food, and the resource utilization efficiency is very low.
Production hasn't even started yet, so of course you can't rush to get valuable buffs - you just need to provide limited subsidies to the workers building the industrial zones to increase the speed of industrial zone construction.
If we take it to the extreme, in terms of pure numbers, disaster relief was not even needed before industrialization.
But... after seeing some people having to sell their sons and daughters just for a mouthful of food, and seeing the miserable life of people in this area, Jiang Sui decided to carry out minimum disaster relief without affecting the policy agenda.
Before he traveled to this world, he was just one of the many living beings.
"This is the food for disaster relief. A bowl of porridge and a few pickles per person is a bit too shabby." Jiang Sui complained, "Let's suffer for a while... wait until the industrial zone is built and then intensify the disaster relief efforts. "
Seeing that the people gathered under the square were almost gathered, Jiang Sui didn't wait any longer, pressed the button of the device in his hand, and connected to the speaker of the robot beside him.
A loud voice echoed across the square: "I am your governor, Jiang Sui."
"I came to Botu City to do only one thing - development! I will put bread and milk on every family's table; I will let everyone who spends the winter have firewood and cotton-padded jackets; every person who works hard will have bread and milk. Everyone will have enough food and clothing!"
People who were anxious to go home to work after listening to the speech were stunned.
I have heard many speeches emphasizing my own greatness and the people's need for dedication, but no one has ever heard a speech by a ruler who said that he would make everyone live a good life!
Is there bread on every family’s table? The Governor can really say that these things can only be enjoyed by the top lords.
Jiang Sui paused and continued: "You will get more fertile land, you will get mining equipment that is enough to protect health and safety, and the army and police will eliminate all bandits... I emphasize again, I am here This is for development, not exploitation!”
"The first step in development is to eliminate hunger. Only when you have enough food can you have the energy to think about other things." Jiang Sui pointed to the dining car behind him and said loudly, "Starting from today, every day from 11:00 to 13 noon :00, 17:00-19:00 in the evening, all citizens can receive a relief meal at the designated location, remember the time, don’t wait if it’s late!”
"Before today, all non-malignant crimes related to food issues will be pardoned; after today, all crimes related to food issues will be severely punished!"
"Now, everyone is lining up in an orderly manner to receive relief food. All relief food distribution points will be announced later."
After saying that, several robot guards around him pushed a simple dining cart to the edge of the square.
The lid of the pot was lifted, and white mist rose, revealing the gruel in the iron pot and several bowls of pickles next to it.
Jiang Sui's eyes moved away unconsciously.
Although he was impassioned during his speech, he actually felt a little guilty - there was too much water in the porridge. Two bowls a day would not eliminate hunger, let alone sustain a person's high-intensity labor for a day.
Alas, speeches are mainly meant to appease people's hearts... everything will be fine when things develop in the future!
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The speech had been over for nearly two minutes, but no one in the crowd dared to go to the relief point to scoop out porridge.
The content of the speech just now was beyond their comprehension in this lifetime.
The noble Governor took out his own food and distributed it to them?
Even their lives are the governor's private property, so they should hand over food to the governor!
Is the Governor testing their loyalty?
Marvin looked at the hot porridge with fear and suspicion in his eyes that far exceeded his instinctive desire for food.
Suddenly, a child who was following from the black mine took advantage of Marvin's daze, broke free from his hand, and ran towards the dining car.
She didn't know what the adults were thinking. She only knew that she was very hungry, and the Governor was handing out food!
Marvin watched the child stumble over, and his heart nearly stopped. He wanted to shout to stop, but he didn't dare to make a noise in front of the governor - someone was once shot to death by the Gerbil Gang for speaking too loudly.
Not only Marvin, but everyone present was attracted to this child.
She stood on tiptoes, held the bowl and thanked the governor profusely, and then started eating eagerly.
One bite...two bites...and finally a whole bowl.
There were no gunshots or violence throughout the process.
The girl ate too quickly, and a drop of porridge water slipped down the edge of the bowl and splashed on the ground. The unique fragrance of carbohydrates spread in the square.
Marvin watched this scene, and the sounds of swallowing could be heard in his ears - including his own.
Seeing that the governor was actually distributing food, the residents of Botucheng's desire for sugar instantly outweighed their fear of death. They hesitated and moved to several carts to start queuing up in an orderly manner.
The residents who received the food couldn't wait to eat the pickles and drink the porridge, with an indescribable sense of satisfaction on their faces - even if they were deprived of nutrients all year round, their bodies still crave sugar and salt instinctively.
How long has it been since the residents of Botucheng have eaten such wonderful food?
Mo Yu's tears flowed out unconsciously, and his voice choked up: "Grandpa Marwen, I have told you before, the Governor is really different from other people!"
"Kid, don't be stupid!" Marvin's hands trembled. He never dared to dream about the best possibility. "We have enjoyed the gift from the Governor... now it is time for him to ask for something in return."
The other residents put down their bowls one after another and looked at the Governor eagerly, waiting for his order.
Are you going to dig for gold in a mine that could suffocate at any time? Was he enlisted to fight on the front lines due to a sign? Or to be the guinea pig in some experiment?
