I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Inside City M, the protesting crowd was still in heated conflict with Moro soldiers, but the protesters’ morale had not been as high as it was two days ago. Their goal was to fight against the “invaders,” and the chanting slogan was to support the leadership of President Aquino IV.

However, the video released by Celestial Trade made all protesters taste the feeling of betrayal.

The leader they trusted and supported was a culprit who pressed the “nuclear button” in Tacloban?

Suspicion sprouted in the hearts of every Country F citizen. Once the young people became suspicious of the legitimacy of the former regime, all the resistance forces turned vulnerable.

The armored vehicle of Moro’s First Armored Brigade, accompanied by its proud infantry, stepped on each main road in City M.

Behind the armored vehicles was a high-powered broadcast. Every day, Aquino IV and Marshal Stark’s confession repeatedly played in the streets of M City about the nuclear incident in Tacloban.

The voice echoing in the streets and lanes was like a curse, afflicting every patriot who still possessed illusions and hopes for the country.

They had already endured the pain of defeat, now they must be tortured by lies and betrayals and taste the humiliation and pain.

It was really despairing to witness-

They totally deserved it!

The EMP rendered almost all electronic equipment in City M useless. The entire city’s supply of water and electricity collapsed. Necessities in the city had also fallen into a state of extreme deprivation as a direct consequence.

At present, international aid organizations had sent a total of 21,000 tons of relief supplies to Country F, including food, tablets, and various household items. As the Country F government was already paralyzed, the relief supplies were issued on behalf of Moro at military checkpoints in City M.

However, these necessities only prevented people from starving.

Eighty percent of corporate companies requested bankruptcy protection. Shops and supermarkets all closed their doors. People unable to buy necessities could only rely on relief supplies.

But even if the shops opened, they wouldn’t be able to buy anything.

With the defeat of Country F, the currency devalued into waste paper overnight. A banknote with the largest denomination could not even purchase a roll of toilet paper. In contrast, the US Dollar and Chinese Yuan became the stable currencies in the occupied territories. In addition, cigarettes and tampons were also quite highly sought-after on the black market.

Ten dollars, or even a few Dove chocolates, or a pack of self-heating rations, could be exchanged for a girl’s virginity. A bag of powdered milk or a box of cold medicine could buy the chastity of a dignified female.

Even with the strict military discipline of Celestial Trade, the commanders turned a blind eye to the soldiers’ actions during their private times. As long it didn’t happen during the post, as long as it was not by force, no one intervened.

What’s more, from another perspective, there were “good deeds” after all.

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After occupying City M, Jiang Chen convened the opposition party in Country F for the first time, elected obedient members and politicians, and formed the transitional government prior to the UN meeting, and threw all the administrative affairs of the occupied area to the transitional government.

The United Nations, led by Western countries, certainly did not recognize the legitimacy of the transitional government.

But it didn’t mean anything. Jiang Chen immediately ordered the newly established transitional government to do one thing.

Disarmament of 40,000. The Army would retain a small number of light weapons and light vehicles. The Army would be reorganized into a gendarmerie, or also known as military police. It would enforce the law in place of the disbanded police system in the occupied territories and maintain the provisional constitution of the transitional government.

Following this, Hua and Russia stated that they recognized the transitional government of Country F and urged the transitional government to stabilize the situation, and re-elect at an early date to restore peace and stability…

Before the UN’s meeting on the establishment of the transitional government of Country F, Jiang Chen not only complete the formation of the transitional government in advance but also brought two permanent members to his side. Then even if Western countries tried to make a fuss through the United Nations and request the reorganization of the transitional government of Country F, Jiang Chen, at least, had two votes against it.

As for the protests in Country F…

Frankly speaking, Jiang Chen did not care how they protested. Even if they complained before the international media and shaped themselves as victims, they could not change the fact that they were aggressors.

What’s more, they protested from the day they were defeated. The demonstration did not stop for a single moment. The entire nation was under the military control of Moro, and the intense protesting didn’t create any obstacles.

As for the establishment of gendarmerie to take over the security of the nation, it was a move mainly to fix the mess. It would be impossible for Moro to keep such a large-scale garrison in Country F. Not to mention the UA would not agree, Moro’s own finances could not afford it.

These troops cost a lot of money to be in foreign countries even just for a second. Celestial Trade already began to withdraw its troops, and only retained two military bases in City M and a brigade.

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The Hilton Hotel near the Presidential Palace was purchased by Jiang Chen from the sale of the Hilton Group, which sold off its assets in Country F, for a minimal price of 20 million US Dollar. It had been transformed into office space for Celestial Trade in the country.

In addition to more than a dozen diplomats, there were also two hundred fully armed soldiers stationed there, as well as special commissioners dispatched by Moro. Jiang Chen still had some things to take care, so he temporarily resided there.

Two days ago he lived in the Presidential Palace, but now the Sea Lions Special Forces have returned it to the transitional government.

“…The UN peacekeeping forces have arrived on Leyte Island. Today, at noon, our soldiers have withdrawn from the suburbs of Tacloban.” In the holographic screen, Ivan reported the situation to him.

“Very well, the United Nations has finally taken over the mess.” Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair, lifted Ayesha’s brewed coffee, took a sip and smiled. “How many people came?”

“A thousand people.”

Jiang Chen nodded, taking into account the population of the survivors of Tacloban, it was the figure he estimated.

Ivan seemed to be somewhat reserved, but he finally decided to say.

“Is it really okay to allow the United Nations to control Leyte Island?”

“Why not?” Jiang Chen laughed. “Now the entire island is a mess. If we don’t throw it at the United Nations, we would have to let our people take on the risk and repair the grid for Country F that is filled in radiation. City M is enough. Don’t bite off more than we can chew.”

“No, I mean, if the investigation is fully handed over to the United Nations, will the Freemasonry use its influence in the International Tribunal to make unfair decisions on the investigation results…”

Jiang Chen shook his head. “Following the procedure, from the investigation to evidence collection to the court hearing, when do you think the verdict result will come out?”

Then, Jiang Chen put the coffee cup back on the table and raised three fingers.

“Three years and the fastest will be three years. The more important the matter, the more complex the investigation and evidence collection process. We already have the advantage in public opinion. The international community already has a preconceived notion of this event. If they intend to change the verdict, then they must drag the investigation and evidence collection process on for as long as possible to add more uncertainties!”

“Then—” Ivan opened his mouth but was soon interrupted.

“Then, the question is.” Looking at his subordinate with confidence, Jiang Chen crossed his fingers on the table and said with certainty. “Will they still last for that long?”