The atmosphere in the capital of the Peng Joe Empire was somewhat different. Beneath the drive to forge ahead, there was also a trace of worry.
Lin Qi had not attended the afternoon meeting. Everything discussed had already been decided beforehand. Whether he was there or not, the result would have been the same.
People would read out the materials prepared in the Federation, then rigidly present the plans that had already been decided, after which the Peng Joe People would happily accept them.
That was all there was to it.
Compared to that, Lin Qi would rather walk around. This was his first visit to Peng Joe, and quite possibly his last.
He was destined to become one of the least popular people in the country. That was inevitable as well.
The pedestrians on the streets looked much worse off than those in the Federation. They could not eat their fill, had no jobs, and had no money...
These economic problems had plagued everyone. They were neither nobles nor the Privileged Class. They were confused, lost, and uneasy.
When faced with such circumstances, ordinary people simply could not find any solution!
How could an empire that had flourished for a thousand years become so... unfamiliar overnight? No one knew what had happened. They had lost a war, and then everything had suddenly become so terrible.
It was not as if they had never lost a war before, but it had never been like this! The world had progressed too quickly, making everything feel strange and frightening.
Lin Qi was accompanied not only by Blackstone bodyguards but also by agents from the Peng Joe Empire Military Affairs Department and the Internal Security Department. The Diplomat was also by his side, accompanying him.
In a country where power came first, some