Countdown: 18:00:00.
Yi walked down the street looking somewhat dejected. Zero glanced at her. "What's wrong?"
Yi said, "Qing Chen and the others built this place so well. Did you see it earlier? The residents of City No. 10 are much happier than people elsewhere."
Zero nodded. "That's true. But that happiness only exists because the class structure here has yet to solidify. The disaster left too many opportunities vacant, so everyone feels like life holds promise. But that's only temporary. These positions and opportunities will soon be filled, forming a new ruling class. Then everyone will be drawn into rat race competition and cease to be happy. Qing Chen cannot change that."
Yi: "..." Why did she have to say something even ghosts wouldn't want to hear at a time like this? "But this place is going to be gone," Yi said pitifully.
"No, this place won't disappear. Only the Parent's Association will," Zero said calmly. "The Kingdom of Roosevelt needs these Asian people to fill its new industrial and agricultural systems. If they killed everyone here, would the nobles work the fields themselves?"
Yi: "..." "But these residents will all become slaves," Yi said. "How can I have the mood to go shopping when I think about that? It's so depressing."
"What would make you a little happier?" Zero asked with a faint smile.
Yi's eyes lit up. Like a child bargaining, she said, "Come with me to the Garrison Troops camp. Seriously help them command the battle, and I'll be happy right away!"
"My command wouldn't differ much from Qing Chen's," Zero said. "Don't underestimate him. Before I came here, I immediately gathered all available information on him from the civilian network. In my view, he has nearly reached the pinnacle of what a human can achieve."