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Old Chen, on the other hand, is different. She is unwilling to break the rules at will and prefers to make changes slowly from the top down. These two people are actually complementary. Without Little Tiger, Old Chen would have to pretend to be deaf and dumb and would be unable to do anything, ultimately changing nothing.

Without the constraints of someone like Lao Chen who rigidly adheres to the rules, Swire's constant breaking of the rules will eventually lead her to cross her own bottom line, just like a car without brakes rushing down a cliff.

With Hoshiguma mediating, the trio's relationship and abilities are actually quite stable, which is something Lao Wei is happy to see.

If her niece is to succeed her, she must have sufficiently influential retainers or supporters, and there is no one more suitable than the heir to the Daigo Group.

One represents the upper echelons of Longmen, the other the lower echelons, and he himself represents the middle echelons. Old Wei is very optimistic about Chen Huijie taking over.

However, things are different now. Although Lao Xia does not hold any position in the government of Kazdel.

However, Old Wei's Black Guard was no pushover either; everyone knew that the only difference between him and the Prime Minister of Kazdel was that he didn't have that official title.

The name may not be there, but the substance is already there. How could someone like Lao Wei, and all those shrewd people in Da Yan, be fooled by such empty fame?

He was already the de facto ruler, an equal to Lao Wei. Keeping his fiancée in the Lungmen Guard Bureau was not paving the way for Lao Chen, but rather courting death.

What is Old Wei trying to do, this powerful figure who is colluding with foreign powers and controlling the military? He can't hide this suspicion at all. In the imperial family, there are no fathers and sons. For that position, fathers and sons can kill each other, let alone uncles and nephews.

"So, you really can no longer hold this position. This is not my decision alone, but rather based on deeper considerations. I hope you can understand."

"You mean, I've been fired?" Swire was dumbfounded, never expecting that Old Wei had called her over to talk about this.

"Yes, you've been fired. There's never been a case of a family member of a foreign government official being allowed to hold a public office in another country..." Old Xia hadn't reached the point where he was associated with six different countries.

Besides, Terra is different from the feudal lords of the Spring and Autumn Period. They don't have a nominal Zhou emperor ruling the entire Terra as a fig leaf.

"Moreover, I believe that Miss Swire's abilities are fully capable of being put to good use in the Republic of Kazdel, which seems to be severely understaffed lately, especially in law enforcement and security."

This is a fact. Even if more than 90% of the middle-level bureaucrats are cut, a large number of grassroots officials and specific leaders are still needed. As a result, people have found that the official positions in this newly established, or rather, revamped, Kazdel Kingdom are very nepotistic.

There was nothing they could do about it; they could only look for capable people among their close and reliable contacts, and there were certainly capable officials in Kazdel.

However, their ideas are unreliable, which means that absorbing them into the government is a case of drinking poison to quench thirst.

To put it another way, if the political line is wrong, the more knowledge one has, the more reactionary one becomes. The intellectuals in Kazdel perfectly fit this description, while the lower-class people who followed the correct political line simply lacked the ability and experience to handle government affairs.

Although everyone knows that the coming year will be a bumper harvest, the current famine remains a serious problem, requiring people to dig up grass roots and tree bark to fill their stomachs.

A few days later, in the Kazdel Satti Oasis, a new flag was flying. The makeshift government, just like that of Theresis, appeared very hasty and rudimentary. To this day, it is unknown whether there is even a government building, and more than half of the necessary high-ranking officials are absent.

"What the hell! Why am I in the Ministry of Agriculture?!" Yelena was dumbfounded. Law enforcement was her future, so why was she thrown into the Ministry of Agriculture?

"Because the Ministry of Agriculture is responsible for feeding everyone, and you are the heir to the farm, so who else is responsible if not you?"

Old Xia was also a bit confused. According to his discussion with the doctor, if she were to take over as the second or third person, she would need to have sufficient prestige and achievements. And here, there was no place more effective than the Ministry of Agriculture.

If she simply follows Lao Xia's agricultural reform and upgrading measures and expands step by step, when North Cazdale transforms from a desolate desert into a prosperous land with abundant harvests, she, as the Minister of Agriculture in charge of the work, will win the hearts of the majority of the people.

"But why isn't Talulah in charge of this? Why is she in charge of the judiciary?"

"Because she received an aristocratic education, she needs to improve and gradually implement laws that are incomprehensible to people today, and this is a job that will offend people!" As for the head of the law enforcement and public security department, that is an even more offensive job.

"And you're not suited for law enforcement work. For example, could you use violence to suppress a large group of infected people?"

Or, to put it another way, if you can be ruthless when dealing with ordinary people and the general public, what about those infected and the poor? Wouldn't you feel sorry for them and show them some degree of leniency...?

"Probably...maybe, aren't they pitiful?" the white rabbit hesitated before answering.

"Then you are not suitable for this position. The enforcement of the law should not change because of the rich or poor, strong or weak, pitiful or powerful, and it will not go unpunished just because of the large number of people involved."

Old Xia shook his head. This law enforcement system evolved from the Star Alliance's battlefield discipline.

Therefore, there is no such thing as "the law does not punish the masses" in the Covenant. If a planet rebels or colludes with others, the Internal Affairs Department's unmanned fleet will wipe out the entire planet, no matter how many people die.

"If one can escape punishment simply by appearing pitiful or by having a large and powerful group, what is the difference between that and being able to get away with it simply by having money? What is the difference between using money and feigning misery to gain sympathy and getting lenient treatment?"

Old Xia sighed, “You must remember that weakness and poverty do not equate to being right or just. In this respect, whether it is the upper-class nobles or the lower-class poor, they are all the same. They are all equally cunning and despicable, not what you see.”

At most one-third of these reasons come from external factors, such as being so poor that one has to take risks to survive. However, two-thirds of the reasons actually come from internal factors.

Because among crimes, the most frequent and the most difficult to prevent are "crimes of passion," which are simply crimes committed in the heat of the moment.

For example, if two farmers are arguing, and one of them picks up a hoe and kills the other, can you attribute the crime to an external cause just because the one who did the hoe looks more pitiful than the other?

"Once this door is opened, whether they are truly forced, or driven by greed or other reasons, they will shift the blame onto others, and you, because of this, will tolerate the most charismatic and scapegoat-prone person."

This is why Lao Xia doesn't think most people, including Yelena, are suitable for this position, and also because he thinks this position is very offensive.

“Even nobles who are well-fed and clothed and have no worries about food and clothing will still commit crimes against other nobles, and often quite frequently. So, just because they are well-fed and clothed does not mean they will not commit crimes. What you have to do is punish any kind of crime, no matter what the reason.”

Old Xia pulled out a stack of papers. "Here, these are the cases of internal personnel I've apprehended and dealt with during this period."

"Even the Yeti Squad and the Royal Guard make mistakes. Making mistakes is not terrible, but it is terrible if mistakes are not corrected and punished, because that is tantamount to encouraging others to follow suit."

"Moreover, which of these people didn't escape poverty and get a job in the group through good luck? Their salaries, food, education, and so on are already quite good. Even so, they are still greedy, make mistakes, and even commit murder and arson." Linking the weak with the right is either stupid or evil.

"To put it more bluntly, I have interrogated these people, and they would rather die on the battlefield than on the gallows. I have also spoken with Talulah, and she believes that propaganda and ideological education can solve the problem."

However, in my experience and viewpoint, propaganda and ideological education can reduce the frequency of occurrences, but they cannot solve any problems.

"No ideology or propaganda can make people voluntarily give up their lives. They are willing to sacrifice for their ideals and careers not because they want to die, nor because these ideals and careers require them to die voluntarily. On the contrary, they believe that this career can give them a greater chance of survival."

They joined because they wanted to live; because they wanted to live, and wanted their families and compatriots to live, they were willing to sacrifice themselves. Those who directly send people to their deaths are cults!

Old Xia looked at the white rabbit who was flipping through the case files. The latter's brows were already furrowed. The contents of the files were simply shocking. Some of the people in the files were even people she knew well. They seemed to be good soldiers and friends on the battlefield and in daily life, but their faces in the files were so unfamiliar that they were terrifying.

"The punishment for crime is often death, and even the instinct for survival can lead them to conceal their crimes, or even commit even bigger crimes to cover up their mistakes, thus raising themselves to the gallows."

"They'd rather die on the battlefield, because that would leave them with a good name, but being executed for corruption, for seizing people's property and women, would only leave them with a stain. So they can accept any form of vigilante punishment, but they absolutely cannot accept this kind of fair trial." Simply put, even if Old Xia were to behead them in private, these people wouldn't have a single complaint, but when it comes to public trials and executions, they all become incredibly agitated.

“In private, you can whip them, or even cut off their hands or feet, but it won’t do any good. What’s needed to uphold the sanctity of the law is not this kind of vigilante justice, but to publicly expose their crimes to the world. But that’s harder for them to accept than death. So, Talulah believes that propaganda and ideological education can’t possibly replace it.”

Human nature has two sides; no one's kindness and compassion differ because of their identity, wealth, or status.

Even the poorest people have their shining qualities and virtues, but conversely, the dark side of human nature will not change because of these. Greed and disregard for human life are not the privileges or specialties of the nobility.

"Therefore, I will keep this position until the knight of law that I desire appears."

Regardless of the treacherous mountains and rivers, or the obstacles of human relationships, with a scale in one hand and a sharp blade in the other, we will judge and punish any evil justly.

"A person's dark side cannot exist in the sunlight, so the only way to deal with it is to expose it and put it in the sun."

"Old Xia, how did you guys solve this problem?"

“Each administratively inhabited planet has 600 million law enforcement drones, a Trial of the Three Sages system, and an arbitration tribunal composed of 200 core members. Without considering arrests or repeated verification of the legality and validity of evidence, it takes less than 3 minutes from the discovery of a crime to the trial and then to the punishment.”

Of course, it won't actually be that fast, because AI can't create something out of nothing. To achieve a fair trial, there must be a sufficiently fair and objective chain of evidence. Star Alliance doesn't care about the legality of the chain of evidence or the procedural legality.

Once it is confirmed that the evidence is free from subjective factors such as inducement and is objective empirical evidence, then it is valid.

"There will be no leniency based on your identity or any other reason. Once the chain of evidence is established, public punishment will be your only fate. However, I don't intend to use that approach here." Firstly, the hardware is not up to par.

Secondly, this system, derived from battlefield discipline and adapted for civilian use, is too harsh and might not be easily tolerated by the Terrans.

"However, I've spoken with the Doctor, and the presiding judge will be an AI from Rhodes Island. But the prerequisite for the trial is that you have to bring them here for trial first."

"So, you actually need to train a group of actual grassroots judges and law enforcement officers?"

"Yes, Talulah reportedly recommended a group of people to me for entry-level positions. I plan to take a look when I have some free time in a few days," Old Xia complained. "This is the first time I've heard that gladiators can do this kind of work, and Talulah's reasons are actually quite convincing."

Because gladiators don't hold back when they're working, regardless of the opponent's pity or strength (those who hold back are all dead), this weapon is very useful as a simple sharp blade. As long as the person holding the blade doesn't let go, the blade can precisely and ruthlessly cut open the lesion.

However, Lao Xia currently has no idea who can do the job of the knife-wielding man. As for the question of whether these people will be corrupted, that will require the doctor's special agent team and the law enforcement recording system.

The special task force directly connects to the Little Donkey network to make accurate psychological judgments. Besides, the AI ​​that the doctor used seems to be intended for medical use.

"Although I think there will be a lot of trouble at first, such as a group of people shouting for human rights and freedom and wanting to smash the machine, or spreading all kinds of alarmist rumors, or believing that it is a conspiracy of machines to rule humanity, as long as enough people are killed, these voices will soon disappear."

Before the First Star Wars, the Covenant wasn't an AI-supporting ideology. But when death becomes commonplace, don't people eventually change their minds and find it appealing?

Is Terra a society or environment suitable for being sentimental? Let's not even consider the sun that will blow up the entire planet more than two hundred years from now. Even in Terra's normal state, it's not a place where you can be sentimental!

Therefore, all we need to do is eliminate those who speak out and incite others from the very beginning. These people exist not only externally but also internally.

As Lao Xia said earlier, no one can guarantee that they will not make mistakes, and no one is willing to accept a public trial, let alone give up their discretionary power, their greatest power.

When one controls the discretion and enforcement of the law, one controls the de facto power of discourse. Otherwise, why would the law be called the ruling tool of the state?

Now, stripping this power to the machine is tantamount to abolishing the voice of all officials, powerful families, and even traditional intellectuals, which will offend and displease some internal staff.

The consensus reached by the PhD and Lao Xia was that they could be dissatisfied, but they also had to deal with it.

Since this makeshift team is already dissatisfied with the infringement of its meager, even illusory, power, how can it withstand the multiple layers of supervision built up by the entire system?

Either the regulatory measures become meaningless, or conflicts arise, and administrative affairs come to a standstill—the so-called calamity of partisan strife.

[PS]

I'm curious again about how they manage to establish a regime in such strange places as mountain valleys in such a short time. I've already gone into the details as much as possible, focusing on just the administrative structure, law enforcement, and judicial processes, and I still feel like I haven't finished.

I want to criticize that person who said Lao Xia and his group weren't revolutionary enough and didn't establish a red organization—did he really consider how much work and resources it takes to establish a regime or an organization?

Fortunately, there's probably only one more chapter left before this purely dramatic scene ends. I'm also feeling quite sad.

Chapter Eighteen: Knights and Merchants

Chapter 18

Kazimir, Knights' Arena: "Red Pine Team! Red Pine Team!" "Ladies and gentlemen, our Red Pine Team has defeated their opponents once again! Can they break their predecessors' records and achieve a ten-game winning streak? Let's wait and see!"

"Whoosh—" Granati slammed his shield down. After leaving the low-level competitions at the beginning, the competition became increasingly intense. After entering the tournament, neither side openly killed the other's gladiators.

The teams and players who make it into this competition are the result of a lot of effort and resources invested by the behind-the-scenes owners. They are all cash cows, and it's not so easy for them to die before their value is fully exploited.

Cutting down the opponent's money tree is truly something to be resented. Wouldn't it be better if everyone controlled the game together and made money?

However, the infected are an anomaly here. Most of them are not backed by a boss or come from emerging forces hoping to get a piece of the pie in the arena controlled by the Business Federation and the Knights Council.

Therefore, they had to win over the audience with their unique characteristics, and the arena organizers tolerated this outlier.

After all, without these "catfish," how can the arena attract more viewers and their money?

"Captain? Our next opponent... is also an infected." Back in the rest room, the team members delivered some bad news. Infected people rarely form independent teams to win in the arena, but they mostly join various competition teams as individuals.

For those infected, this is also a hope and a way out; after all, a competitive knight is still a knight.

Although they no longer have real power over the land, the honor and annuity are enough to allow them to move out of Plot 0 and live out their retirement in a scenic small city.

"It's okay. On the field, there are only opponents, no friends." Friendship isn't the priority here; it's a competition.

Since the goal is to win, why not have a fight in a small park for fun?

If the goal is to win, then those who stand on the other side are the enemy and the opponent, regardless of where they were born.

"However, Coach Ivan told us to be careful, there seem to be some bad rumors about the other side."