Chapter 47 – Administration (1)

The operation ended without reaping any income from underwater exploration using additional underwater drones.

If there was at least one meaningful piece of information obtained, it was that the giants roaming around in the sea get their energy through filter feeding.

It wasn’t that the stingray-like guy wandered around needlessly with his mouth open.

In the current situation, there is no way to deal with those huge monsters, and there is no sign of attacking this place on land.

As long as you’ve made sure there’s no threat from the city, that’s good enough.

Now is the time to focus more on stabilizing the city.

[Prepared speech!]

In such a situation, Kiz came to me.

“A speech?”

[There’s nothing like a speech to clearly imprint who the ruler of the city is. It’s even a 100% audience rating speech. It’s a privilege that only shelter rulers can enjoy!]

She said she had something to report in the morning and requested a meeting and sent her data to my PDA.

“Does this even matter?”

[Among the residents, aren’t there very few people who have seen the manager’s respect or exchanged a word?]

“Sophia and Seyoung, it’s just the two of us.”

It wasn’t even face-to-face.

[I can’t do that. True order begins with clearly recognizing who your ruler is. Why would those in power obsess over making statues of themselves and hanging portraits in schools? But Artemis would say making statues is a waste, and there’s no school here. If that’s the case, even a fancy speech should be blown away!]

“I don’t think you’re wrong, but.”

I am not interested in idolization work, but I agree that order is based on a solid command system.

I looked at the speech that Kids handed me, hoping to see if I could read it.

“Welcome to Shelter. You have chosen or been chosen for the few best cities left… This is plagiarism!”

In good conscience, I cannot read this as it is.

[What? Did you know? That masterpiece!]

It’s one of the games of my life, how can I not know?

[No one will recognize that it’s plagiarism anyway, so let’s just proceed.]

“Okay, put this on hold.”

I’m sure I’ll have to reflect my face and voice to the new residents as a whole.

Over the past few days, basic training has been conducted for all residents.

Everyone knows about what happened to this city, how it was handled, and that I am the only human left.

However, my voice or face has not yet been known.

I’m not always confined to the VIP residence, so I’ll face them when the time comes.

During my active duty days, I had given education or briefed quite a few times to the soldiers gathered in the auditorium, but how should I speak to the thousands of women and even the prisoners?

The trouble deepened.

* * *

A meeting was scheduled for the afternoon.

You can call it an interview, or you can call it a hearing. This is an interview with several leaders representing the residents.

Having accepted them, I need to understand the living conditions with my own eyes and ears, and I also need to select those who will play the role of the so-called prison manager.

Because it is inefficient for us to be involved in all the controls.

The location was a small building near a makeshift camp for new residents.

One chair at a time with a conference desk between them.

On the desk in front of me is an e-paper with detailed profiles of the prisoners.

[Scan complete. No weapons in hand. Go through.]

The sound of the security robot came from outside the building.

When the foldable curtains on the windows were slightly pulled back, a full-body scan machine and security robots were conducting inspections at the checkpoint at the entrance of the building.

These are the few people scheduled to meet with me today.

After a while.

Smart!

“Come in.”

The woman who came in with a knocking sound was Sasha.

She is the woman who had the greatest influence on the prisoners in the maritime prison before her rescue.

As soon as she entered, she greeted her politely. A folder greeting that flight attendants would do.

Sasha will be seeing me for the first time, but I’ve already seen it several times through the rescue team’s vision screen.

She stands still with a sweet smile that doesn’t match her decadent beauty.

The two guard robots watching behind me holding shotguns didn’t care at all.

“Oh, sit there.”
“Thank you.”

The image of a person sitting discreetly after pulling out a chair without making a sound seems to be enough to be used as a textbook for interview training.

However, he was unable to maintain complete composure.

Klopp.

Simple drinks and refreshments are placed in front of Sasha.

“Eat comfortably.”
“Then don’t hesitate.”

Without hesitation, she reached her hand for her ABC chocolate.

Well, apart from the poor life-sustaining meals of the marine prison, the meals that go out here are basically healthy meals.

Now she must be hungry for sweets even more than a private who just left the boot training battalion.

As she rips off her individual wrapper and a piece of chocolate the size of her thumb nail lands in her mouth, her expression as she tries to maintain her neatness loosens up.

Gurgling.

As soon as I took a sip of cafe au lait, my face became as if I was walking in heaven.

I wonder if it’s too sweet to eat with that, but she’s in good shape.

2.
Three.
4 pieces.

Chocolate disappears quickly.

“Haaa…”

As the sweetness wore off, Sasha looked at me to see how much I had calmed down.

And she sees the bags of her chocolates placed in front of her and her face blushes a bit.

“It’s okay. I’ll give you a cheaper price when I go.”
“…Thank you.”

In contrast to this heartwarming scene, her criminal history listed in her profile was admirable.

“Assault, assault teachers, prostitution arrangements, threats, purchases, plus Glory Hall operation? Gloryhole in Korea?!”

Even though her own crimes are recited in detail, her expression is calm.

“There are so many crimes, but the sentence isn’t that small, right? Maybe you wrote a good lawyer? It sounds like you lost a lot of money.”
“It is as you say. All the wealth I had accumulated was gone.”

Sasha smiled lightly.

“But if I hadn’t, I would have been over 40 years old. All she has is a body, and she’s done when she comes out as an ajumma. You can earn money again. But a woman’s youth never returns.”
“Still, there is no fraud in the crime?”

If her morale had been there, no matter how competent she was, she would not have been called here.

“Even though I’ve lived through cancer, I’ve never ridiculed others.”
“Does Sophie think so too? It looks like you have quite a lot accumulated over there.”

Sasha laughed with a ‘ha’ sound.

“Again, I am not cheating. Clearly told her what money to keep in her hands and what to do. A woman who was obsessed with the amount of money, looked at the world lightly and jumped into it, and ruined her life, blaming others.”

Sasha, from her heart, seemed unapologetic to her.

“What good. It’s true that you did a great job in guiding people when rescuing, and you look like you’re resourceful. That’s enough for me.”
“It is as you say. Am I a pretty useful woman? I can do everything well. Just talk to the women management or whatever.”

If you look through her profile, you can roughly guess why she is so cooperative.

In prisons of any size, there are so-called powerful people.

Normally, it ends with a lot of breath among prisoners, but it exerts quite a variety of influences in places where the system is loose or where corruption is severe, such as in foreign countries.

Through close contact with the guard, they are assigned better rooms and more comfortable labor, or they secretly bring in prohibited items from outside through one or another route.

When those who cannot do normal work come to Kamppang, there are cases in which social connections or jobs are used as bait.

Sasha has maintained her powers within her prison through a combination of the above.

But all of that collapsed. The foundations of her authority evaporated in a global catastrophe.

Her bribed policemen and government officials, her boss of her gang who wooed her, and her gangsters who treated her as her sister also disappeared.

You have to maintain your influence with your own strength, not money, social connections, or the shoulders of men.

If that fails, she will be thrown downstairs, and before that she will be severely retaliated against by enemies she has a grudge against.

In this way, the country has no choice but to cling to the new authority.

To me, too, she was quite a useful woman, so our interests aligned.

A surveillance system based on artificial intelligence is watertight, but if there is a human informer in it, it will be even more perfect.

A snitcher is a good person who is moderately vicious and moderately loyal. Just like Sasha.

After that, there was talk of future plans and trends of the prisoners.

She was a woman of many knowledge and talent. To the point where I wonder how the hell did I get into this.

It was very helpful to know a wide range of information about prison guards as well as prisoners that were not in the records.

Sasha never asked me for anything or told me about the hard part.

She just appealed to her to thank her for taking care of her and to ask her to do anything.

“See you next time. I enjoyed talking It helped a lot too.”

I grabbed a handful of her ABCs of chocolate and handed them to her, giving her a polite bow and leaving.

After she left, she manipulated her PDA to check her diet for several days.

Nutritionally, it’s not bad, but it’s not sweet. It’s actually a military diet. The only sweet thing was the sweet corn from the special menu that was served on the first day.

“Artemis.”

I found Artemis with my PDA.

[What’s up?]

“Residents’ diets, like now, exclude sweets.”

[That was the plan from the beginning.]

Her voice was somehow insidious.

[Because the human brain is a prisoner of sweetness. Even if you hold on to the sweetness and shake it, there will be overflowing people who will voluntarily become loyal dogs. In some ways, it’s easier than educating those stupid stupid dogs.]

It is said that there were women in Europe during the second half of World War II who allowed their bodies to have a set of stockings or a bar of chocolate.

Her 2 first seeing women came in since she ended communication with her.

One was too intimidated to have a meaningful conversation, and the other had a lot of wishes without useful information, so I sent it out at the right time.

After they leave, all that is left is a pile of chocolate and caramel bags.

I put them in the trash and brought in the next person.

The one who entered was a muscular woman, Ha Ji-soo.

The first thing she remembers is that she called the guard robot ‘Prison guard’.

She must be a woman with great adaptability.