The next ten years in Nagariel will become the years of the Federation, marking a rapid revival of the Federation. Whether the local people have the ability is no longer important; what matters is that they can obey!
"Next, our main work will focus on two areas..." Lynch said, standing amidst the crowd, sharing some of his ideas and directions for the city's development.
The new mayor standing behind him amusingly felt that Lynch was more like the "mayor" than he was since he knew nothing, and certainly didn't need to know anything.
All he had to do was keep signing the documents Lynch handed him, and that was all he needed to do.
Thinking of this, his initially anxious mood gradually calmed down, recalling what the mayor had said before he died, and a trace of an unconscious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Me?
The next one?
No, I won't be the next one.
A dog has no value in becoming the next one, for bullets cost money too!
