As a massive territory with a population approaching one hundred million, the Golden Giant Eagle's internal administration displayed astonishing efficiency and order. Its enormous scale did not make it bloated or cumbersome.
Although more than six hundred thousand people worked diligently at various posts every day, keeping the territory's affairs running smoothly, its administrative system remained exceptionally nimble.
Once the thirty-seven Federal Territories jointly passed a decree, it took only half a day for it to be rapidly relayed to the grassroots units responsible for carrying it out. Its administrative efficiency was frighteningly high.
According to the decree's importance, the grassroots units would hold a second meeting to discuss how to advance its implementation.
Generally speaking.
If a decree involved the collective interests of the territory's residents—for example, cutting their benefits or lowering the pay for a certain job—the grassroots units might descend into brief chaos while discussing the matter and appointing those responsible for carrying it out, driven by concern for their own interests.
However, when it came to matters unrelated to their direct interests—such as the urgent refugee problem outside the checkpoint—not only did the guards and staff already responsible for the Water Community respond enthusiastically, even those worried that outsiders would seize their benefits were happy to participate.
"An imperial decree carries the weight of a mountain. The lords have already signed it, so we must implement it as soon as possible."
Inside the grassroots meeting room.
Everyone pooled their ideas, and soon came up with a way to advance the decree within the Water Community.
It was the same familiar routine: test the waters, assess the situation, and act once the conditions were right.
Pushing the decree through recklessly could easily provoke resistance from the survivors and trigger even greater chaos.
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