"Have you made up your mind?"
Across the tea table, Oda Ieyasu stared at Lin Qing, who sat opposite him.
Oda Ieyasu had long since relinquished the authority and responsibilities of a daimyo, but as a companion who had accompanied Lin Qing all this way, his management abilities had earned everyone's recognition. Naturally, he had been entrusted with an important position in the Human Federation.
Today was one of his rare days off. He had arranged with Little Hideyoshi to attend the fireworks festival together after work.
For the occasion, he had even put on a cartoon jacket printed with Masked Rider.
Unexpectedly, a disturbance had broken out in Kyoto City just as he was about to leave. He immediately rushed back to take charge, deploy personnel, and protect the city's residents.
After all that rushing around, he had not even had time to change clothes.
Oda Ieyasu had no spare attention to care about his attire. He fixed his gaze tightly on Lin Qing's eyes and said with utmost seriousness, "Once you go out there and die—"
He lightly tapped the document on the table.
"All our efforts over these years will have been for nothing."
Abolishing the daimyo system, transforming private ownership into collective ownership, yielding as many benefits as possible to ordinary people... all of it sounded good, and everything was progressing steadily for now.
But the key issue could be summed up in four words:
The foundation was unstable.
Those changes would require years, even decades, to gradually absorb the hidden dangers they unleashed.
There would be countless conflicts along the way. To deal with them, the Extermination Army, Sasuke, Mei Terumi, Mayuri... the companions who had followed Lin Qing all this time would inevitably have to head to the front lines.
They would eliminate those