Someone in the Bureau of Governance had once said that, in the Empire's policy evaluations of each town's administration, the number of poor and displaced people was a very important metric.
If there were too many poor and displaced people, it showed that your development was lacking. If you let your subjects fall into hardship, didn't that mean you were incompetent? Of course points had to be deducted.
But while there were policies from above, there were countermeasures below. Some cities began secretly dealing with their slums in all sorts of ways. Essentially, rather than arranging jobs, food, and shelter for those people, they eradicated their existence.
Drive everyone out, and wouldn't there be no poor people left?
Out of sight = nonexistent!
Ryan had wondered why the Snake Mouth Gang's people had suddenly gone to meddle at the train station. Now it seemed that someone higher up had secretly promised them benefits, though officially it would definitely be dressed up as a policy beneficial to municipal development.
"Forget it. It's none of my business."
Ryan fell silent for a moment.
Suddenly, the egg in his mouth tasted bland and flavorless.
The next moment, "Shally" rushed out and, before anyone could react, fiercely slapped the leader across the face.
Smack!!
Ryan immediately felt much better!
"Fucking hell, it's just a game anyway!"
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