Fei Island.
A week later.
"The Fei Island Council has passed a motion to nationalize the four major Nuclear Energy Mines discovered on the island. These mines belong to Fei Island, and no foreign peoples are permitted to extract their resources."
"In view of the deaths of several Fei Island civilians caused by the Dragon Kingdom mining disaster, which has sparked widespread public outrage on the island, the Council has resolved to confiscate the Dragon Kingdom's investments."
"Investigations have determined that the deaths of several thousand miners at the Misha Mine resulted from spontaneous civilian action. The Council will not pursue the matter and will pay one thousand yuan in compensation for each Dragon Kingdom miner."
Fei Island's news was playing on television.
The so-called Council was nothing but a sham, three factions getting together to play house.
The Ethnic Committee was the one truly in charge.
Namely, the Korean Committee, the Indian Democratic Committee, and the Monkey Committee.
The committees operated somewhat like the great family systems of ancient times.
One leader oversaw everything, with several subordinate commanders beneath him.
Below them were groups organized by street.
The Dragon Kingdom remained unruffled after Fei Island issued this shameless resolution.
The four big shots merely issued a toothless statement.
"The Fei Island Council's resolution has no legal effect. The Dragon Kingdom does not recognize it."
This sent Fei Island into another meltdown.
Large-scale protests began.
No one noticed that a young man with a side part had already stepped onto the island at the docks.
"Phew... finally here. This fucking island is a dump."
The young man waved a hand in front of his nose as a pungent stench assailed him.
Skeletal laborers were everywhere at the docks.
Even people with a complete set of clothes like the young man