Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rundi
The officials below him were petrified, afraid Jiang Chen would call their name.
But what must come will eventually come.
After half an hour, more than half of the five hundred something officials were cut, only leaving a scattered one to two hundred people. The massive layoff was unseen of, even a public company in an economic recession didn’t layoff more than 70% of its employees.
Jiang Chen didn’t care.
He abolished all departments he thought were unnecessary. NAC had money, but no obligation to feed useless people.
The people left behind all let out a breath of relief. A lot people didn’t realize they were completely drenched in sweat.
Departments with odd names were all cut, departments with repetitive functions were merged, and the remaining 117 officials were temporarily put on leave while they waited for NAC’s Minister of Administration’s arrangement.
The name “capital” was removed and replaced by Qingshan Arena Survivor Camp, referred to as Qingshan Town. While a lot of officials didn’t want to change the name, the survivors had no problem with it. From their conversations, no one thought of this place as the capital, instead they referred to it as “arena”.
Chen Lin assisted in the “accession to the throne” and was named superintendent of Qiangshan, responsible for its affairs and was supervised by NAC director.
Jiang Chen already decided on the director.
The captain of the power armor airdrop platoon, Cai Xuan; he first pierced into the enemy zone of control during the attack on Guru Tribe, and assisted the infantries in breaking through the line of defense to achieve an outstanding accomplishment. After Jiang Chen asked for his personal opinion, he named him the director of Hucheng Survival Camp.
It was not the most attractive option for an NAC upper class citizen and knight to work far away from Wanghai. Not only would the quality of life decrease by a wide margin, the administrative rank was also two levels lower compared to Chu Nan at the Sixth Street and Yu Lu of Camp 027.
But after the completion of his term, once he requested for return to Wanghai, the director of a colony on his resume would indeed help him go further in his career.
The surrendered Empire’s Third Division was renamed to Militia Division with the size shrinking from five thousand to three thousand.
The homemade rifles were all thrown into the warehouse and replaced with the Reaper Assault Rifle produced in the Sixth Street. The leather and steel boards sealed together were thrown out and changed into carbon Nano bulletproof vest produced by the Fishbone base.
Other than that, one hundred trainers from Wanghai were incorporated into the division to strengthen NAC’s control of the militia while at the same time increase the competency level of the force.
After a series of adjustments, the lousy force instantly gained some traces of an “elite force”. The primary responsibilities of the militia were to maintain the security of the location, maintain NAC’s defense in Hucheng controlled area, and become a reserved force of NAC’s three major divisions.
The previous division commander Wei Biao maintained his position, while only the division was changed from an army to a militia.
Chen Wei was shocked to discover Jiang Chen preserved his position.
He previous thought his fate was at most to be given a severance package and take a few of his confidants back home to farm. But Jiang Chen allowed him to keep his position and increased his salary by two folds. While there were NAC officials mixed into the division now, it was reasonable since absolute trust was nonexistent.
Other than loyalty, he didn’t say much more.
The reason for preserving Wei Biao’s position was because of a deeper level of consideration from Jiang Chen.
One was to set an example for the three commanders outside of Qingshan Arena, one was because he viewed highly of Wei Biao’s ability.
Former PAC land force soldier. While the title was not as convincing as “brigade commander” Han Junhua, he at least received military training from before the war. Compared with the “former civilian” survivors, his combat ability and strategic awareness was far stronger.
The commander of the division was only training. If he proved his ability, he will be promoted in a matter of time.
As to loyalty.
Other than the balance of power, slavery chips exists in Wanghai.
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After slicing the cake of the old regime into pieces, Jiang Chen threw the tablet back to Jiang Lin before he strolled out of the palace while the officials looked as if the plaque had gone away.
The political change in the arena didn’t cause any influence on the people.
When they were sure NAC would not take away their crystals, the merchants and mercenaries there continued on.
The only change was that no more green skinned figures were seen on the street.
The violent maniacs were wiped out by soldiers with kinetic skeletons when NAC first occupied the arena. They were killed on the street, drowned in the toilet. The difference between mutated humans and humans was great. NAC soldiers’ shooting skill was also superb, there could be no error.
The bloody genocide caused resistance from the mutated humans which caused innocent civilians to be hurt.
A lot of civilians, mercenaries, hunters with weapons all joined the mission to wipe out the mutated humans; quite a few of them were oppressed. However, because of the protection policy under Empire, they had to swallow their rage.
The moment Empire collapsed, NAC announced that mutated humans were the same as mutants, they started their vengeance.
Sacrifices did occur, but people expressed their full support.
Perhaps people in modern world would be compassionate to the mutated human that suffered a tragic fate, but these people would never exist in the apocalypse unless they were the “blue skin” that just walked out of a fallout shelter and yet to experience the world.
After taking care of the affairs in the palace, Jiang Chen took Sun Xiaorou waiting at the gate to visit the clinic in the ghetto Zhao Baodong mentioned.
There was no one in the waiting room. It looked like the shadow of Order affected the clinic’s business.
Jiang Chen got a number from the metallic ball robot at the door. He only waited for two minutes before he walked into the room with Sun Xiaorou and saw the fabled Doctor Sun.
With a buzz cut, he looked clean with twenty years of age; he didn’t look like he spent twenty years in the fallout shelter.
Doctor Sun put down the notebook in his hand and gazed at the two at the door.
“Are you here for a diagnosis?”
Jiang Chen shook his head and gently said.
“For the secret of immortality.”
“You are Jiang Chen?”
“Yes.” Jiang Chen nodded.
Doctor Sun nodded, without saying anything, he moved his sight to Sun Xiaorou who was leaning by the door with a hint of reminiscence on his face.
“How many years has it been? You’ve grown so much!”
“You know me?” Sun Xiaorou tilted her head and looked back at him with confusion.
“When you were this big, I hugged you before.” Doctor Sun smiled. He used his hands to measure a size of a baby, “If I remember correct, your name should be… Sun Jiao?”
