The pitch-black sedan drove through empty streets. Everywhere they looked were bustling construction sites; few shops were open, and farther away, ruins piled with rubble could still be seen.
"It looks so desolate," Raymond sighed.
"Yeah." Huai Shi nodded. "Everything is waiting to be rebuilt."
The Tanba Inner Circle was now under his management, after he had consolidated and reorganized the personnel of the former alliance. Following the emergency disaster relief and resettlement efforts, the next task was the most important one: reconstruction.
A large number of jobs had been provided, so there was no need to worry about the refugees having nothing to do and causing trouble.
At the same time, he used both the stick and the carrot to settle household registration and identity records, offering naturalized residents extensive benefits and priority employment opportunities while also imposing greater restrictions.
There had been plenty of backlash at first, but as conditions improved over the past month, more and more people had begun supporting Huai Shi's decisions instead.
The Tanba Inner Circle was now Huai Shi's power base.
A full fifth of the population were his die-hard loyalists, and another three-fifths were general supporters... The rest were hardly worth worrying about, so long as they did not cause any major disturbances.
The most convenient thing about the old Gokudō-style management methods was that no one dared talk to you about human rights. Make a mistake, lose a finger. Refuse to reform, lose a hand. Go any further, and there would be a seat waiting for you in Kyoto Bay.
But such simple and brutal management methods could only be used temporarily. If they wanted to last, they had to be standardized and improved as soon as possible.
Huai Shi did not need to rack his brains over any of that.