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The government moved very quickly this time. On the third day after the army withdrew, they sent people to clean up the battlefield in the slave area. Simply put, the bodies of soldiers must be collected and buried one by one, but for government personnel, this was secondary. Whether it was his political future or personal safety, the people in power in Tianfeng Province did not want to see it.

The army shit and the government wipes their ass, but who told their grandson to die? The government had to pinch their noses and work.

Surviving slaves, as long as they still had the strength, they would do it. For this matter, the two sides had the same interests; the government didn't want to get sick on one side, and the slaves were more realistic; they still wanted to live.

"Wait until I'm better." The tank shuddered. His job had been burned even worse than a skin cut. It would be weird if he didn't die from the swelling.

"We can be considered as comrades that came out of the trenches. Whatever you want, just say it. As long as it's within my capabilities, I will be satisfied." Liu Wei An said.

"Being alive is already the greatest happiness. What else can you ask for?" Tank suddenly sighed lightly, "What a pity that Sixth Master, Third Master, and Old Cripple are still alive. I was lucky. "

"Don't think too much." Liu Wei An was silent for a while, then he raised his head and said, "I don't have any conditions right now. I'll find a way to change your skin in the future and guarantee you another beautiful man."

"What's the difference between being ugly in the slave district?" Tank laughed, but because of the bandages on his head, his voice was a bit unclear, "I don't want to marry a wife, so the heavens have treated me well to be able to live on."

Seeing that the tank was in good condition, Liu Wei An left after chatting for a bit. He still had a lot of things to do.

Within a day, too many forces had been subdued, resulting in more outsiders than the local population. These outsiders' minds were unstable. This was a very dangerous matter. However, when he went out, he found that everything in Times Square was in order. He had imagined that it would be a mess and everyone had their own matters to attend to. He had to ask the little monkey and he found out that it was all due to the house.

As he spoke of the house, his face was filled with admiration and admiration. It turned out that the moment those powers had been brought back, they had all been disrupted and their heads had been isolated. The slaves from different forces formed teams, thus preventing them from having any other intentions.

If a person suddenly came to an unfamiliar place, they would be vigilant and uneasy. However, if they were surrounded by familiar people, then their courage would be much calmer. In doing so, the small house garden was trying to keep them from calming down.

The first step was to let these people be indecisive, and the second was to let them take political and ideological classes. Actually, it could not be considered as politics, but it was simply to explain the rules of Times Square, such as not to urinate on the spot, not to throw trash around, not to bully the weak, and so on.

From working for themselves to working for others, naturally there would be dissatisfaction in the hearts of others. At this moment, a big move was made. A few dishonest people were found and killed their way to the flag, and the remaining people all quieted down. After the big stick was the carrot.

When the steaming steamed buns were served, the slaves who had never felt a sense of belonging immediately treated Times Square as their reborn parents. After eating and drinking to their heart's content, the small courtyard in the house sent these people away to dig for garbage.

Seeing the small courtyard again, Liu Wei An had the illusion that they were separated for a long time, and in fact, it was only a few days in total. Perhaps it was because she was full, but the small garden's complexion no longer turned blue. Although there was still not much blood color, there was still an obvious change compared to when he had bought her. Her hair was neatly combed, and she wore simple old clothes.

"It looks like you've gotten used to being here. I am relieved." Liu Wei An said.

"Master." Fang Xiaoyuan shouted respectfully.

"Since you're unwilling, then it's fine if you don't say it." Liu Wei An glanced at her. Slaves had to call her 'owner' as their master, which was a rule. However, Liu Wei An didn't care about that much.

The small house stopped talking.

"The hairy monkey said that you have something to talk to me about?" Liu Wei An asked.

"I want to know what your intention is so that you can make a clear plan for Times Square. A Times Square without a clear goal is impossible to develop." The house garden was calm.

"Do you already have an idea?" Liu Wei An glanced at her.

He drew three lines on the side and said in a serious tone, "This circle is the location that we know of. The slave district is at the intersection of the three great empires, and any empire would want to occupy this place. However, the three empires are all established and no one can succeed in this. However, it's still too far to say. "

Fang Xiaochuan drew a small dot near the Darkhan Dynasty and said, "We are now at this location, close to the Darkhan Dynasty. We are only about 100 kilometers away from the nearest Tianfeng Province, and we are destined to not be able to leave the Tianfeng Province for our development. We need resources and money to develop, but we don't have either. In this place, it is impossible for any policies to appear, so we have to think of other ways. "

"We have people." Liu Wei An emphasized.

"If the dynasty sends out a special forces, we can easily exterminate tens of thousands of people here, or even more." Xiao Yuan looked at Liu Wei An, "There's a lot of people, is there any use?"

Liu Wei An suddenly heard the two missiles and became speechless.

"The only things we have are these trash mountains that don't count as resources. People can barely count as a little, at least until they pose a threat to others, they are still useful. In addition, the biggest resource is the land here. This large circle is ownerless. " When the small courtyard said the word 'ownerless', a hint of madness suddenly burst out from its eyes.

"What are you trying to say?" Liu Wei An suddenly realized that he had underestimated the small house garden.

"These days, I've been thinking about how to make use of these lands." The house park stared at the blueprints.

"And then?"

"How could it be so easy?" "If it's that easy, this land wouldn't be yours or mine. However, there's no trash in the world, only the resources in the wrong place. This land is not useless, it's just that I can't think of a use for it at the moment."

Staring at the circle on the white piece of paper, Liu Wei An was lost in thought.

"There's one more thing. I don't mind the expansion of Times Square, but you have to choose slaves. Those who are old, weak, and handicapped, don't bring them back." A hint of viciousness flashed through Fang Yuan's eyes. "We are not a charity here."

Liu Wei An raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.

"Also, according to my plan, Times Square can hold around 15,000 people or so, but it won't create much value. When the numbers are full, there's no need to bring back the rest. " The small garden said again.

"This won't do. In this slave district, there are hundreds of thousands of people. Even after killing so many, there should still be hundreds of thousands of people. We cannot give up on these people." Liu Wei An insisted.

"A woman's benevolence." Xiao Yuan shook her head. "If that's the case, we can only implement the supplementary plan, the 'urban reconstruction plan'."

City reconstruction? Liu Wei An raised his eyebrows again.

Three days later, Times Square had covered an area of 500 kilometers, occupying all the garbage mountains. The population reached 8,000, the number of cars increased to 30, and the number of guards expanded to 500. Early the next morning, Liu Wei An left the slave sector, passed through the gate, and entered the commoner district.

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