After all, Gwen was neither one of those high-flying martial artists from wuxia novels nor one of those so-called inspectors from that country within a country on some continent, supposedly empowered to enforce the law against every corrupt official—
What Gwen wanted was a stable political entity that was not stagnant, a thriving civilization worthy of being called a "paradise."
To achieve that goal, everything needed rules to follow and laws to rely upon. The governing institutions needed sufficient public trust so they could operate according to the law, rather than having Gwen personally handle every matter.
It was not that Gwen could not take action himself. Rather, everything needed to become established practice, a reasonable set of rules acceptable to the overwhelming majority, instead of spawning rumors that branded him a devil or accused him of mind control.
On that point, Gwen had ample confidence in those people—
Even if he possessed enough power to make everyone shut up, obey obediently, and keep their heads down, he could not erase the greed and dissatisfaction in the hearts of those who believed their interests had been harmed or thought they had spotted an opportunity.
And the existence of such things would give those people endless motivation to look for chances to cause trouble.
Even if Gwen displayed power enough to intimidate everyone, he could not stop human greed and wishful thinking.
Besides, Gwen truly could not keep his attention on such people forever. Sooner or later, they would find chances to spread rumors, twist the truth, and demonize him.
Gwen had no desire to become like the KGB or the Ministry of Internal Affairs—doing plenty of work while taking plenty of blame...
Though those two had indeed done many things that could not see the light of day, Gwen had