Quantitative Change

"Really? Another group of Aus got wiped out?"

Good news like this came every day, but what drew most East Country People's attention was—

".I heard one of the dead was an Aus minister? Aren't they supposed to be very strong?" The known ministers were all at Law Decree Peak. How had one died so easily?

"Apparently, he died in an internal conflict. Some say it was over food rations. Others say he refused to give up and tried to launch a suicidal counterattack, while his subordinates only wanted to survive one more day at a time, so they poisoned his food."

The death of yet another "strongman" left people sighing.

Some who heard the news also felt a lingering fear. If they had lost that decisive battle, it would probably have been the East Country People dying such suffocating deaths.

In the soil of all-out war, individual strength was not entirely useless—it was merely a drop in the bucket, carried along by the current.

".Looks like things are going pretty well."

Lu PingAn took some time to inspect how the local team's operations were going.

The Rebirth Merchant Guild was doing very well, and his colleagues were all wonderfully driven—apart from a certain cat who had gone back to freeloading and waiting for death. Everything seemed to be moving in a better direction.

"Is it finished? Mm, the data is great. Thanks."

Meanwhile, after squeezing all the "knowledge" out of Ke Ya, head of the Research Department, Lu PingAn decisively had her leave the Courtyard. Then she "accidentally" died suddenly outside.

For all the bastard things she had done, dying hundreds of times would not have been enough. Elaborating on some of them would probably bring nothing but depression and rage.

Like many researchers without limits or morals, as