Wu Zhangkong stared at the 95% resettlement rate: If you can't solve the problem, eliminate the people causing it?

This also meant that young people now had to repay their own loans while they were alive.

After the elders in their families died, they also had to pay for their mental maintenance in the underworld.

One careless misstep, and the entire family could fall below that so-called survival safety line.

What many people privately called the kill line.

Once they fell below the kill line, they often had no chance to get back on their feet.

First they sold their homes, then their cars, then their Soul Tools and other valuable possessions.

In the end, they might not even be able to afford routine medical treatment.

A family that had once lived reasonably respectably didn't even need a year to collapse.

A few months could leave them utterly bankrupt.

That was why Eastsea City had always had so many homeless people over the years.

Many of them hadn't started out with nothing.

They might once have had jobs, homes, and even enviable cultivation.

But if just one link in the chain went wrong, a string of debt collection demands could crush them.

Sometimes, a single illness was all that separated scraping by from losing everything.

Precisely because he understood all this, Xie Xie found everything before him particularly unbelievable.

A problem that hadn't been solved in all these years-and how long had the new mayor even been in office? Yet she'd already taken care of ninety-five percent of it?

That efficiency was downright heaven-defying.

"I heard..."

Zhang Yangzi suddenly spoke up.

"Eastsea City's new mayor seems to have been promoted from Universe."

Xie Xie turned to look at him.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Zhang Yangzi nodded.

"They say she used to specialize in scientific research, and she's very capable. Since taking office, she seems to have introduced lots of new urban