The era was simply this realistic. It was fine—everyone kept pushing forward. Even if the boss of some major corporation suspected of driving the era forward was gone, someone else would take their place, from another angle. What was meant to come would still come, at worst a little later.
Seeing his hometown's prosperity—its excessive prosperity—Lu PingAn had no intention of interfering.
He did possess knowledge beyond this era, and his business experience from another worldline gave him plenty of room to maneuver in the increasingly familiar New Era.
But he also knew that if a mechanism could still function and was in a healthy upward state, it was best not to change it blindly.
The people most capable of inflicting fatal damage on the overall situation were often insiders. Lu PingAn's status ensured that all his policies and ideas would be carried out—and most likely tripled.
Who knew what the outcome would be if things went on like that? After considering it for a while, Lu PingAn decided it was better not to use his hometown as an experiment.
Of course, that did not mean he had done nothing.
"If there's too much water, add flour; if there's too much flour, add water. It may be mediocre, but there's really not much room for anything to go terribly wrong."
At the end of the day, all problems came down to insufficient firepower and insufficient resources.
Then they would increase their Investment.
"The Divine Realm will continue expanding by a certain distance in the short term, incorporating it into the city's construction. We'll use more Satellite Cities to address the population issue."
"As for new types of crime, hire a few more outsiders. It's just a matter of spending some money and resources."
"Increase Investment across the board. It's fine