Starving survivors gathered together next to the shed at the city gate and eyed the food hungrily. However, only those that participated in defending the city could sit here and eat.

In the envious sights of the group, a mercenary with his back straight, filled a bowl of congee, took the buns and pickles before sitting down beside a wooden table.

Sitting beside him was a soldier in NAC uniform.

The mercenary was someone that couldn’t keep his mouth closed. He was chewing on his bun while looking enviously at the minced meat in the congee.

“Your food is amazing. I can’t believe you have congee and buns.”

“This is nothing,” the NAC soldier glanced at the mercenary as he said nonchalantly, but he could not hide the pride on his face. “In Wanghai, we eat fresh food. Only you will think this is good.”

“Canned food is worthless in Wanghai City?” The mercenary’s eyes widened as disbelief became written all over his face.

“Of course not!” The NAC soldier took a bite and smiled. “But it doesn’t have to do with value. Our General never treats his soldiers poorly. No matter how expensive the canned and raw meat are at the Sixth Street are, we always have meat to eat!”

“Oh really?” The mercenary was shocked.

“Of course.”

The conversation seemed to have stopped as only the sound of chewing lingered.

Then after a while, the mercenary began to speak in an attempt to flatter.

“Bro…”

“If you didn’t have enough, you can go get more. You contributed a lot last night and our General won’t treat you poorly.” The NAC soldier pointed his finger at the shed next to the wall where the steamy white congee rice was brewing in a giant pot with minced meat floating on top.

“Not for more, I just want to ask, are you still recruiting troops here?”

“…”

The NAC banner rose above the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building.

No one was dissatisfied with the change, or no one cared at all. Regardless of the change of regime, Pingan Street remained the same. Even if the building collapsed, no one would feel any remorse.

In particular, after the news that “the officials of the Shangjing Survivors Alliance escaped through the secret tunnel” and “Ding Liwei took away the Second Militia Group’s power armor company and left other people to fend for themselves” spread out, none of the survivors felt anything positive about them.

Instead, the NAC that saved them was more worthy to be the owner of the city.

Of course, although most people were cooperative, there were always people looking for trouble.

Other than those lunatics that did not value their own life, no one chose to challenge NAC’s supremacy at this time. Those soldiers with murderous vibes obviously did not intend to reason. No one was foolish enough to sweat and bleed for the previous regime.

As the NAC controlled the officials of Shangjing Survivors Alliance, Song Chenyu gathered his old subordinates and stormed Ding Liwei’s residence. More than two hundred guns surrounded the entire mansion that covered 1,000 square meters.

It was also a coincidence that when he arrived, Ding Liwei’s wives were packing their bags and preparing to sneak out through the chaos, but they were one step too late and were stopped right by Song Chengyu

Against the muzzles, the beautiful women were terrified. In particular, Ding Liwei’s first wife even flirted with her husband’s old subordinate and suggested that if he spared her, she would be willing to return the favor.

Even the queen of the past society must lower her proud head now. While her proposal was certainly very attractive, Song Chenyu was not foolish enough to accept it. Once he became Chief, would he ever lack women? It was not worth the risk!

He rejected the seductive temptation. Then he divided his subordinates into two groups. One group took Ding Liwei’s family to the Pan-Asian building and the other group, led by him, went to Wan Peng’s estate.

Wan Peng’s family was very smart. A few hours after the family head disappeared, they immediately began to pack their bags and escaped. They fled to the East Gate, and East Gate officials allowed them to pass based on their past relationship. However, Song Chenyu still managed to catch them down.

With the sleeping little loli between his arms, Jiang Chen, just happened to bump into Song Chenyu eager to show-off his work as he came out of the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building.

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When he saw the group of beautiful women both anxious and fearful, Jiang Chen’s eyebrows raised and he secretly cursed in his mind.

This old pervert has a bigger harem than me! He totally deserved his ending!

Jiang Chen gently coughed and said.

“Ding Liwei’s family on the right, Wan Peng’s family on the left.”

No one moved.

Song Chenyu walked forward as he saw the scene and shouted.

“Are you all deaf? MOVE!”

The beautiful and lovely prisoners began to move hesitantly and formed into two lines. Jiang Chen counted them roughly and divided that into two teams. He made the conclusion and Manager Wan was better at enjoying life with ten more beautiful ladies in his harem.

When most of the survivors were starving, the officials lived the life of emperors.

Lu Fan walked next to Jiang Chen and whispered.

“How are you going to deal with them?”

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Chen waved his hand.

“Forget it, it shouldn’t impact them. Confiscate all assets and let them go.”

In fact, he certainly thought about doing something evil to “vent his anger”, especially when those beautiful women would not refuse, and would serve him with all their abilities in order to escape from the fate of slavery. But he still had many things waiting for him, so he couldn’t waste his time on women’s bellies.

Lu Fan took a moment to process the information but still nodded.

“Roger.”

Several soldiers stepped forward and untied the shackles on the family members. Then they snatched away anything valuable to them. They did not leave any jewelry or crystals and only left them with clothes and an EP.

Although they regained their freedom, they did not show any excitement. Instead, they were in despair.

After they enjoyed the extravagance of the world, they were now kicked off from cloud nine. The material and spiritual gaps made them collapse mentally. Especially the gorgeous wives of Ding Liwei, they even started weeping together and completely forgot about their past feud…

For them, being stripped of everything was worse than becoming Jiang Chen’s slaves.

At least, they did not need to worry about food…

“Song Chenyu right? It seems that your brain turns pretty quickly.” Jiang Chen smiled at Song Chenyu who stood there respectfully.

“Not at all.” Song Chenyu bowed his head.

Jiang Chen nodded, pleased with his performance.

“Go to the logistics team and get a uniform. What’s up with what you’re wearing.”

Song Chen was ecstatic and his heart was finally at peace. He immediately swore his allegiance, “I will prove my loyalty to the General…”

“Okay, enough with the flattering words. Your flattering attempt will score a sixty at most.” Jiang Chen waved his hand impatiently. “When you get your new uniform, the logistics personnel will tell you where to go. Go on now.”

“Yes!” Song Chenyu quickly left; he was overjoyed.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment as he watched Song Chenyu leave.

“Speaking of which, Pingan Street still needs a new mayor…”

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