Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 730: Shrinking the Settlement

"Your Excellency the Regent, can you tell me what you want to do?" Wellington did not beat around the bush and asked Perfecto about the doubts in his mind.

As the Prime Minister of the Empire, Wellington hoped to understand Perfecto's thoughts, or at least have a general understanding and preparation of what Perfecto would do next before the other members of the cabinet arrived.

It is true that he is from the North, but Wellington, who has become Prime Minister, is not willing to be a puppet nominated by the North. He still hopes to achieve some results during his tenure.

After all, as the first prime minister in Victoria's history, Wellington still hoped that he could leave a good reputation in history books, at least when people mentioned him they would not say he was an incompetent prime minister.

However, facing a genius like Perfecto, it was not easy for Wellington to leave a good reputation.

As the ruling minister above the prime minister and the cabinet, Perfecto's existence made Wellington and the cabinet more like puppets rather than a supreme power center that actually managed the entire country.

It is very ironic that although Perfecto has completely mastered the supreme power of the Victoria Empire, both nominally and actually, she rarely participates in the administration of the empire personally.

Or to put it more specifically, Perfect is only responsible for regulating the general administrative direction of the empire, while the specific implementation is the job of the cabinet.

In other words, the power and reputation are in the hands of Perfecto, while the work is done by the cabinet.

This situation undoubtedly made Wellington somewhat dissatisfied, or he was not satisfied with being just an executor of Perfecto's will.

He longed for more, hoped to develop his talents, and hoped to make a difference in politics.

So faced with a situation where Perfecto seemed to be about to do something again, Wellington was eager to do more and exert more influence.

In response to Wellington's question, Perfect simply glanced at him and said, "This snowstorm has had a huge impact on the North. Through these impacts, I have seen the consequences of our current shortcomings and blind optimism."

"Blind optimism? What exactly do you mean?" Wellington's heart beat fast when he heard Perfecto say that.

He was very worried that Perfectot was going to do something radical. After all, he did have the ability and the right to do so.

To put it bluntly, the fact that the Victoria Empire can still maintain its dignity and survive in the doomsday is largely due to the wisdom and iron fist of Perfecto himself.

Although she hoped for more appeasement, judging from the previous coup, the empire could not withstand her good intentions well.

In other words, the evil and greed in human hearts forced her to control the country with iron and force, so that everything would proceed according to the route she had planned.

Wellington once asked himself whether the cabinet and imperial officials would be capable of managing the current empire without Perfecto.

Yes, he didn't even consider whether the empire had the ability to survive the doomsday winter without Perfect.

Because the answer is no, and it is a no recognized by everyone. Without Perfect, the Empire could not even detect the arrival of the doomsday winter in time. Even with Perfect's reminder, it is difficult to say that the Empire detected the arrival of this disaster in time.

So Wellington was just thinking, without Perfecto, whether the cabinet and the highest power center of the empire would be able to lead the empire in the cold winter.

The answer is also no. Although the bureaucrats of the empire are not useless, and many of them even perform their duties conscientiously and diligently, it is an undeniable fact that they are all ordinary people.

And Perfect Brandlis is a genius.

The gap between her and ordinary people is even greater than that between her and any monkey.

Moreover, such a genius has not yet celebrated his 20th birthday.

Her youth was enviable, and her talent was hopeless. Compared with such a person, Wellington felt that he had already done his best by being her puppet.

Of course, Perfect didn't know what the Prime Minister was thinking. She just glanced at Prime Minister Wellington and said, "I blindly believe that the Empire has passed the most dangerous stage and has enough strength to deal with the disaster even in this snowstorm."

At this point, Perfect paused, and then continued: "But the fact is that we simply do not have the ability to ensure that all cities and settlements can withstand the ravages of blizzards in the doomsday winter. Any extreme weather can destroy the empire's current false prosperity, which is as fragile as a fortress built of sand."

Hearing this, Wellington did not refute, because this was indeed the current state of the empire.

Although it might be a little stronger than the sand fortress described by Perfectcot, its strength was still very limited.

Wellington then asked: "So how do you plan to improve the country and the people's ability to fight against the wind and snow?"

"Shrink the settlements, Prime Minister." Perfect didn't like to hide things, and stated his plan directly: "Our current strength is not enough to support so many settlements, or in other words, the existence of the settlements themselves is not a problem, but their distribution range and distance from key cities make their existence itself a problem.

This snowstorm made everything clear. When transportation is severely affected, each settlement can only starve to death.

Although the weather controller can dispel wind and snow or adjust bad weather, once you use it, you will understand that nature's weather system is very complicated. Using the weather controller to interfere with the weather at will is likely to cause a larger-scale disaster. "

"I understand what you mean. You intend to protect more people from the erosion of wind and snow by shrinking the settlements." Wellington analyzed the matter carefully and felt that he had discovered the 'truth'.

"No, it's not just about shrinking the settlements, but also about providing them with more suitable homes and compressed biscuits from matching factories..." Popeficote said, and then sighed, "In this snowstorm, the first thing to be interrupted was the empire's transportation lines! So we should consider what will happen if the long-term conflicts between the colonies and the center of the empire are exacerbated.

So I decided to abandon some of the less important settlements, retreat comprehensively, and then fight this disaster with superior forces."

(End of this chapter)