Early in the morning, the bank entrance was packed with people.
Merchants, mercenaries, hunters, and even scavengers all gathered in front of the bank. People were in high spirits and their faces were brimming with excitement. Under the guidance of the security force in the First Division uniform, people formed a long line as they eagerly waited for the opening of the Sixth Street Bank at eight o 'clock.
To ask why people were so passionate, it had to start from the wonderful speech yesterday.
"… Everyone, in the past 21 years, we have used our own hands to prove our wealth and strength." Standing on the podium in front of the council building, Zhao Chenwu used an impassioned voice to speak to the people below the stage.
"Whether it was being abandoned by PAC, or facing the mutant flood alone, or the bacteria that affected the entire city last year, or the tragic betrayal …" He slowly lowered his voice.
"But we won!" He clenched his fists, raised his voice, and used a provocative tone. "We used the new order to raise the middle finger to the nobles that abandoned us. We used the high wall and guns to stop the zombies and mutants. We used the tank tracks to eliminate the source of the plague that affected the city. We used the charter of the council to punish the traitors!"
"Then we ushered in the light." He once again lowered his voice as he looked at the crowd with a solemn and proud gaze.
The audience below the stage held their breaths.
"But just as we were singing the praises of prosperity, a tragic event happened."
"I believe most of you have heard of it. Our compatriots in Jia City, the warriors that fought against the invasion of the mutated humans, they finally fell. "
"And now, the barbarians in the west are waving their clubs and shouting at us, 'Look, we've captured your little neighbor and cut off his balls.' Are you scared? Haha, we will soon do the same to you! Now, tell me, can you endure this humiliation? Can you endure it? "
The audience didn't respond, but Zhao Chenwu could read from the faces of the people in the front row that they couldn't.
He took a deep breath and opened his mouth again.
"It is too small. Compared to the entire wasteland, it is not even a grain. But we have the obligation to protect its growth and protect it to light up a wider area. That's right, it is the Light that we have seen, the Light of Order! And the first step to complete this great undertaking is to use the innards of those bastards to lubricate the tracks of our tanks! Then, liberate our compatriots! "His voice went from low to high, completely igniting the emotions of all the bystanders.
"Long live the Sixth Street!" People cheered in response to his roar.
"Long live NAC!"
"Kill those damned eunuchs!"
"…"
Raising his hand to signal the people to be quiet, he turned the manuscript to the next page.
"Now, on behalf of the council, I announce the decision. The Sixth Street will declare war against the mutated humans in the Seventh Area!"
Then, he looked at Chu Nan who was sitting on the side. As the executive officer, Chu Nan represented the military government.
Based on the charter of the Sixth Street, the military government had the right to veto the bill passed by the council. Of course, this was just a formality. After all, this impassioned speech was arranged by the military government.
Chu Nan stood up and looked solemnly at the audience.
"Permission."
Deafening cheers erupted from the audience.
Amidst the passionate crowd, Zhao Chenwu took the opportunity to announce the war bond and the conscription bill.
The performance was much smoother than expected.
…
The line outside the window stretched from the entrance of the bank all the way to the entrance of the parliament building.
It was the council building, and the bank was right next to the building.
Chu Nan and Zhao Chenwu sat at the tea table by the window. There was a colorful newspaper on the table, and the impassioned speech was printed on the cover.
Newspapers had only recently become popular. People were creatures that loved to gossip. In the era without the internet, newspapers were perfect to satisfy people's needs. Other than the occasional announcement of the Sixth Street council's decision, the newspapers would usually publish interesting survivor stories, mutant hunting experiences, job opportunities, or advertisements.
"The bank opens in five minutes." Zhao Chenwu narrowed his eyes to look at the clock on the wall before he looked out the window again.
He didn't need to wait in line with the ordinary people. As a major capitalist of the Sixth Street, before the bond was released to the public, he already bought his own share.
"Looks like people are passionate about the war in four months," Chu Nan said with a smile.
It was eight o 'clock. The service staff of the council building brought a steaming bun and two cups of freshly ground soy milk.
"No one is interested in war, but they won't reject the shiny crystals. Mhmm, a sumptuous breakfast. "Zhao Chenwu grabbed the bun and took a big bite.
After living here for almost 20 years, he knew what people were cheering for yesterday. It wasn't for the liberation of the people, but for the mercenary orders, firearms orders, and jobs that the war would bring …
"That's right." Chu Nan smiled as he also reached for the steamer.
Breakfast at the council building was provided free of charge by the military government. The food here had always been the best in the entire Sixth Street. Fresh meat buns and steaming soy milk were considered delicacies on the wasteland.
"How did you come up with the idea of using mutated human steel to issue war bonds?" Zhao Chenwu swallowed the food in his mouth as he looked at the people crazily rushing to the purchase point.
"I was inspired by the dividend system from your first expedition, then I made some slight changes. For example, using the Sixth Street's steel as a guarantee for the dividend. "Chu Nan slowly chewed on his food as he spoke in a casual tone.
The crystals from the last expedition ignited the boiler in the factory. This expedition would bring the necessary raw materials for production.
"How much steel does the mutated humans have?"
"Based on the information provided by the reconnaissance force, the estimated C-type steel reserve is more than 200 thousand tons."
"Fu * k, are they guarding a mine?" Zhao Chenwu cursed.
It was all finished C-type steel, not iron ore that needed to be refined.
"It's not a mine. Based on reliable information, it's an underground resource warehouse. PAC's strategic resources, but we don't know how the resources ended up in the hands of the monsters. But it doesn't matter, the steel will belong to us this fall. "
Outside the window, the queue began to move. The bank opened the door. People held their identification cards as they all squeezed their way to the sales clerk.
Zhao Chenwu looked away from the window as he looked at Chu Nan.
"Why doesn't he earn the crystals himself? Don't tell me he lacks money right now. "
The "he" Zhao Chenwu was referring to was Jiang Chen.
The food business brought in a profit of one million crystals every month. As the largest shareholder of the food business, Zhao Chenwu would rather believe that the bank would go bankrupt than believe Jiang Chen would lack crystals.
"He doesn't lack money, but does representative Zhao not understand that if you want to harvest the wheat, you must first plant the wheat?" Chu Nan smiled.
Zhao Chenwu paused for a moment before he burst out laughing.
"It is my honor for the general to have such foresight."
"It is also my honor." Chu Nan held the cup of soy milk in his hand as he made a toast.
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