Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

It was already late at night when Hull returned to his room.

Ling was more energetic than during the day, and an angry expression appeared on her face.

"Is that really a good idea? Using privacy to threaten others into submission."

Hull smiled and said, "I see you acted quite well. I thought you agreed with my approach."

"No! I just want to help the poor people in East County afford food! But...Mr. Moore is so pitiful."

In front of Ling, More Bandes had to try his best to hide his sexual proclivities.

I guess the mental pressure must be great, otherwise he wouldn't have gradually given up struggling.

Hull had pocketed all the money he could recover from Badda.

Hull was confident that as long as his two policy proposals could be passed, this dead land could be reborn.

But that is not something that can be achieved overnight. To be on the safe side, he needs the poor people in East County to hold on for at least another three or four months.

What is most needed for this is money, and it is not enough to just drain the pockets of a senior government official.

The purpose of accepting More Bandes was to hunt down more scum and squeeze out their stolen money to buy enough food and water to help the people here.

The most important thing is to buy out all the food in East Territory and surrounding areas to pave the way for the next plan.

"Pitiful? I offered him a good salary, didn't I? Besides, the whole process was done with his own will."

"What kind of voluntary agreement is that? Teacher, doesn't it hurt here?" Ling poked Hull's heart.

Ling felt like crying but had no tears. He didn't know what kind of people were around him.

His adoptive father (Sandwald) was a former slave guild cadre, his adoptive mother (Gureya) used to be secretly engaged in slave trade, his brother (Hell) is like a devil, and now he has a second personal secretary with a special fetish.

Ling watched as her circle became dirtier and dirtier.

"By the way, can't you find some decent people to recruit as your subordinates?"

"How about you find an old hand in a brothel for me?" Hull answered coldly as he sat down at his desk.

"..." Ling was choked immediately.

"This is just right. Ling is smart, but she can't become a regular customer of the custom shop and collect private information about perverts for me. In this regard, you are not as good as More Bandes."

"As for the entertainment shop, isn't there Reinhardt?"

Indeed, Reinhardt has been collecting various intelligence for Hull all along.

This was the case in the Kraken region, and it was also the case after arriving in Eastland.

In addition to Badda's "frankness", Reinhardt's intelligence gathering work also played an indispensable role in the clear understanding of Mor Bandes's special hobby this time.

Reinhardt liked drinking, and as a strong man he was very popular with women. He was very happy when he was ordered by Hull to explore the brothel, but after finding out about More Bandes' sexual preferences, the man still showed an unhappy expression.

He doesn't have the tolerance of Heer and Ling. When he encounters scum and perverts, his hands itch and [Kill the Thunder Dragon Bird] also makes a clanging sound.

"With General Raiden's ability, it would be a bit of a waste to explore the privacy of perverts. I have more important things for him to do later, so I need someone like Mor Bandes to be responsible for collecting intelligence in this area. After all, perverts are attracted to each other, and in this regard, Mor Bandes is more suitable than Reinhardt."

Just at this moment, Hull saw a letter on his desk, which was left by Reinhardt.

It seems that intelligence gathering has made further progress.

While checking the contents of the letter, Hull asked Ling.

"Ling, do you know what the nobles fear the most?"

"...Scandal." Ling answered after thinking for a moment.

"That's right. Nobles hold high positions and have no worries about food and clothing. They have money and leisure time, and almost all of their desires can be easily satisfied. There are many perverts like Mor Bandes who deliberately pursue special sensory stimulation."

"Pah...that's disgusting."

"This is the freedom of those in high positions, but everything is fair. Standing at a high position, you can easily obtain many resources that ordinary people cannot obtain. At the same time, you will get more attention and will be required to have a higher sense of morality. You have to pay for what you get. To defeat those scumbags, force alone is far from enough. Sometimes you must also rely on the power of scandals."

As he spoke, Hull handed the letter to Ling: "Take a look, the stench of some of these guys is so nauseating even from a few kilometers away!"

Ling looked at the letter, her expression gradually lost control, her lovely face was already covered with anger: "What...what kind of beast is this!"

It's no wonder that Ling was so angry, as this contained information about some government officials secretly engaging in the slave trade.

The people of Eastland are even more miserable than those in the Kraken region.

Before Hel became the lord of the Kraken region, the people were autonomous and although they were poor, they at least maintained a basic living environment.

But in the Territory of East, the political officials standing at the top of the pyramid can unscrupulously exploit the surplus value of the people in this territory.

In other words, they intentionally keep the people here in a state of poverty in order to better exploit them.

In this way, they will be willing to sell their own flesh and blood for a few pieces of bread and a few glasses of water.

"After seeing this, do you still think I've gone too far?"

Ling remained silent. After a long while, she slowly spoke: "Teacher, when will your plan be approved?"

That is a plan to provide relief to the surrounding people and improve the current transportation routes.

In order to enable the people in this area to live a normal life as soon as possible, Hull gave a clear solution on the first day he arrived here.

As long as it can be implemented, most of the people can be saved.

"More Bandes will help me solve the problem of Badda's signature and seal. It should be delivered to my direct superior, Mr. Gilder, the senior political officer, tomorrow, right?"

"So how long do we have to wait before we get permission to reach the top level?"

It had only been two days since they arrived, but Hull and Ling already had a very clear understanding of the dire situation in East Territory.

Natural disasters are no match for man-made disasters. The gap between the rich and the poor here is too big. The upper class can get all material supplies for free and can even take time to enjoy special services.

However, poor people died of hunger and lack of water almost every minute, and there were many greedy internal affairs officials who were ready to exploit them at any time, waiting to turn the living people into slaves and sell them to other areas.

He turned his head and looked into Ling's eyes. He didn't want to hide anything.

"In fact, my proposal is likely to fail."

"Ah?! Why?! Is there something wrong with the plan? Then why are you so anxious to propose it?"

"I did this for two reasons. One was to confirm whether my plan could be approved by the higher-ups, and the other was to leave the fact that it did not pass the review unsaid."

Simply put, it means to identify immediately which people in the upper echelons are obstructing the rescue of the poor people.

This is the so-called friend-or-foe screening.

The second is to leave evidence for future accountability.

"We still need to do some work before my policy proposal comes out. We can wait, but the people here can't wait."

Hull took a piece of parchment from the desk, picked up the quill pen next to it, dipped it in ink, wrote a letter and handed it to Ling.

“Send this to Nandar.”

"What is this?" Ling looked at the contents of the letter. No, it was more like an IOU with some explanatory meaning than a letter.

Ask Nandar to convert all the funds into supplies and transport them to East Territory as quickly as possible.

All expenses were borne solely by Hull in the form of loans.

"Teacher, do you want to borrow money from the Nandal Chamber of Commerce as an individual?"

Hull smiled bitterly. "No matter where you are, money is an indispensable resource. Before my plan is implemented, the people around East Territory must have basic food and water."

"Ah?" Ling couldn't help but open her mouth, her eyes full of astonishment.

"What's wrong?" The girl's reaction surprised Hull.

"Teacher... you have really changed. When you were in the Kraken region, you threatened them with force to speed up food production and collect taxes. You have just been assigned to the East Territory. Why are you willing to pay out of your own pocket and even spend money to help the people here?"

Hull smiled bitterly. "The biggest problem of the people in the Kraken region is not poverty but being content with poverty and lacking the courage to overcome it. So I need to use the whip to break their current situation. The situation in East Territory is even worse. The people here can no longer survive under the harsh environment and the scourge of scum. They are in urgent need of nutrition now, and then it will be time to work to be self-sufficient."

After the Desert Sultanate ceded the Red Viper Desert to the Empire as compensation, the first group of people who surrendered the city became the new landlords and were able to maintain a comfortable life in the city.

Many of the lower-class people had resisted the invasion of the empire, but were forced to accept the rule of the empire due to the cession of territory.

It can be said that the harsh policies and indifference of the upper-level government officials in East Territory towards the lower-class people are actually largely for the purpose of "humanely eliminating" these "stubborn elements."

To put it bluntly, most of the top government officials do not treat these people as their own people when governing them.

Instead, they are more like executioners, deliberately using harsh policies to eliminate these uncertainties.

He pocketed the wealth extracted from the East Territory and supplied military supplies for the empire's eastern border by squeezing the surplus value here.

"Ling, next I want you to use the stolen money seized from Badda and all the funds we brought this time to buy food and drinking water, and then distribute them for free to the poor people around here. This should be enough to last for about a month."

I just hope that Nandar can arrive soon.

"Teacher, do you mean all our funds?"

Taxes in the Kraken region have not yet been collected, and a large amount of money was invested in building the territory.

The money brought to East was mainly from the dozens of magic wands made before leaving.

"Yes, all of them. I will also advance the salary for the next three months. Apart from the budget for More Bandes's shop, the rest of the money will be converted into food and water and distributed in my name. By the way, you must bring Goliath with you the whole time. The hungry people are more terrifying than jackals..."

Hull got up and went to his bedside to take out the luggage package, and took out a bag of silver deer coins from it.

That was the last of Hull's fortune.

"Then, the rest is up to you." He handed the bag of silver deer to Ling.

"I understand...Um, teacher."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

Heer tilted his head, smiled bitterly and patted Ling's head: "You have no reason to thank me, don't be silly."

After saying that, Hull picked up a book and sat down at the desk.