526 The Mission during Peaceful Time (1/2)
Chapter 526: The Mission during Peaceful Time
Translator: _Min_Editor: Caron_
Technology without limitation was dangerous; its danger exceeded the danger posed by zombies and mutants. On the planet surrounded by radioactive dust, Jiang Chen had all the reason to believe that malformed seeds had sprouted not only in Wanghai.
Mutated humans, cannibals, raiders, zombies, mutants, artificial intelligence without restriction…
The root of the problem was that all these monsters were the result of technological exploration without restriction that led to mutated species.
This had to be fixed.
The iron fleet of NAC would eliminate all heresy.
This slogan was printed on the gates of the Sixth Street, observed by all businessmen entering and leaving the street.
At the conclusion of large-scale mutant elimination warfare, the Sixth Street became the place the survivors from the province of Suhang and PAC territory longed most for. Merchants and travelers took NAC's story and flag to distant places; this powerful and stable force was attempting to complete the feat the World Alliance Organization never managed to complete –
Restore order.
”… They can't do it. It's not because they don't have the ability; it's just that they lack the will to take responsibility and face reality. If you think about it from another perspective, are you more willing to face a world completely blown into chaos or go to a new world and start again? There isn't much difference between the two - it's just that the latter is easier for people to accept.” In the General office at the Sixth Street council building, Jiang Chen knocked his cigarette against an ashtray and leaned back to chat with Zhao Chenwu who was sitting across from him.
”Very unique perspective.” Zhao Chenwu shrugged, took a sip of his tea and exclaimed, ”Great tea. Speaking of which, did Mr. General invite me here just for a tea party?”
”Of course not!” Jiang Chen laughed. ”You're the director of the council. I want to use you to send a message to the council.”
”What signal?” Zhao Chenwu put down the teacup and sat up straight.
”Wanghai's situation is gradually being stabilized. In the next while, NAC will not consider military action so it will be a great opportunity to develop Sixth Street.”
”So the arms contract from NAC will decrease?” Zhao Chenwu's reaction wasn't too enthusiastic since he already left the firearms business and sold the military factory to NAC half a year ago.
”Of course, but this wasn't what I wanted to say.” Jiang Chen paused. ”I want you to use the influence you built when you conducted business outside of NAC territory to collect pre-war technical files, research equipment, and high precision pieces of apparatus scattered outside of Wanghai. We'll acquire the recollected goods at a reasonable price.”
For most of the small to medium sized survival groups, technology and equipment were worthless. Even if a village with thirty-something people acquired the design blueprints for an electromagnetic pulse cannon, it would be impossible for them to actually produce a single cannon without 3D printing equipment or production tools.
Many ignorant survivors even mixed precious literature and abandoned books together to use as winter fuel. They removed parts such as sensors and graphene circuit boards from the quantum computer and used them on self-controlled sentry guns.
What Jiang Chen needed merchants across the wasteland to do was collect the ”precious goods” mixed in with the garbage. It was best for merchants to do this since their movements wouldn't alarm local survivors and they could communicate with locals much more easily compared to NAC soldiers with guns.
”Of course. I'll inform my colleagues and keep an eye out when doing business outside the province… Do I need to inform council members too? A lot of Sixth Street commerce chambers are doing business outside the province - the merchant fleets from Hang City for example,” Zhao Chenwu asked.