For the residents of the Halet Wastelands, too many things had happened that summer.
Cape Town was in chaos, followed by a strange and quick unification. The undecided position of city lord was finally given to the person with the highest reputation, not the strongest warlord.
Vila Nova Dônia was in chaos. The major churches fled in panic, causing their assets to depreciate and be reorganized. The Game Church, which had been in power for ten thousand years, was successfully promoted.
The new leaders of the two cities could be considered family in a way. The vague hostility between Vila Nova Dônia and Cape Town was greatly reduced, and there was a foundation for a further alliance.
Following that, the major tribal leaders of the wastelands visited the two cities frequently. More than twenty people visited in half a month, and some even bought property in Novodonia. It seemed like they were planning to stay there permanently.
In less than two months, the entire situation in the wastelands had changed. It was as if the long-term stability of the wastelands had been fake.
Many things seemed to have happened. Evil God believers rebelled, capital fled, financial crisis, and wastelands tribes. But in the end, it was all because of one thing.
The Dimensional War was coming.
When the countdown for the Dimensional War was set, all the so-called stability and long-term stability became a joke. Everyone stared at the constantly spinning countdown, trying their best to find a way to survive.
The threat of war was enough to change everything. It was enough to force the major churches to give up on long-term development plans and protect their headquarters first. It forced Cape Town to quickly end its civil war, and forced the tribal leaders of the wastelands to directly negotiate an alliance with the two city lords.
All the factions in the wastelands were forced together by this war. A huge wave was about to sweep over them. Survival was the most important thing. As long as it was helpful to survival, anything was negotiable.
Just as everyone was used to the big news and felt that it didn't matter how the days changed, the real big news came.
The Halet Federation Republic was established.
From the preparation to the establishment of the country, it took a total of thirty-seven days and twenty-two hours. Even the establishment ceremony was left over from the idol group's performance. In Rorschach's opinion, this could be called the most careless establishment of a country in history.
But soon, Rorschach realized that he was still too young.
"What? Establishing a country one day? The City Lord thought about it before lunch and felt that he probably wouldn't be able to survive the Dimensional War, so he decided to enjoy being the Emperor for a few years first. So, he decided to establish a country while he was having lunch? "
"What the hell is the Iron Blood Empire? Oh, an empire with a total population of 360 people in two towns? Tsk, that's not the most ridiculous. "
When news came from afar, each country's name was more and more unreliable than the last, and Roxia suddenly felt that his side was still the most normal.
Although the preparations were a little simple, borrowing (commandeering) the concert venue of other idols and celebrities, and asking them to perform a song and dance to warm up the atmosphere … But at least we went through the proper procedures. There was a founding ceremony and a song and dance performance.
However, there was still a small interlude midway.
"Why didn't you tell us who those celebrities were before? Oh my god, you sang too well at the founding ceremony. Aren't you afraid of a lawyer's letter warning you? "
Cough, cough, a certain someone is still afraid, so let's stop here.
After going through a messy preparation ceremony and a grand opening ceremony where demons and demons danced about, at the very least, this new country was still established amidst laughter, fun, and chaos.
The Federation Republic of Halet was both a federation and a republic. This was enough to explain many things.
The capital was chosen to be the most developed Vila Nova Dônia. Cape Town, Huike Town, and more than seventy other towns were all part of the federation. The entire federation's upper echelon was a parliamentary system. There were twelve people in total. Each person had one vote and the chairman had two votes. Important matters were decided by the majority.
Alright, now the Game Church had an even bigger headache. After they decided on the candidate for the City Lord, they had to find someone more reliable to be the chairman.
Of these twelve members, six were given to Novodonia, two were given to Cape Town, and four were given to the Wasteland Chieftains. This was enough to explain the problem.
Considering that the chairman was also from the Aishi People, and many Chieftains were planning to stay in Vila Nova Dônia permanently. Even the federation's government and parliament were planning to settle in Vila Nova Dônia, it could be said that this country was still under the control of the people of Vila Nova Dônia. In other words, it was the Game Church and Rorschach who had the final say.
Of course, it was only the "final say".
Even if there was this parliament and this organizational structure, could it really make any changes? Could it allow the Wastelanders to move into the city on a large scale? Could it allow everyone to surround Vila Nova Dônia and build a defensive formula? Could it allow the rich people of Cape Town and the Wasteland Chieftains to listen to the orders of the parliament?
Obviously, it was impossible. In the Wasteland, everyone lived their own lives. The people of Novodonia couldn't control Cape Town, not to mention the Wasteland Tribes who didn't know which mountain or cave they were in. The laws of the various city-states were not recognized outside the city gates. Everyone was just one country in name.
However, the change was still huge. It was just that it was gradually revealed to the world in a rather subtle way.
"My books are out of pirated copies, right? What? Not only are there still, but they are also returning to the market? "
When the barriers, censorship, and supervision in the market were removed, who could be sure what the hell was in the market?
Merchants were profit-driven. If there was no supervision, they would definitely sell whatever was good. Vila Nova Dônia's first crisis was actually a piracy crisis … Cough, it was a crisis of low-quality and counterfeit goods returning to the market.
Cheap tools and cultural products were directly brought by merchants to Vila Nova Dônia, where prices were the highest. Even if they only sold one-third of the original products, they would still make a huge profit.
However, this was just the beginning of a series of troubles. 8)
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