He had heard the phone ringing a long time ago, but he just didn't want to get up and answer it because he was very annoyed.

Since becoming the Governor of Amelie Province, His Excellency the Governor's mental state has deteriorated day by day.

At first, it was okay. The rebellion was sporadic. People refused to exchange currency, tore up Gafura's textbooks, burned Gafura's flag. Their behavior was atrocious, but it wouldn't give people a headache.

The method to deal with these people was also simple: catch them, then whip them in public, and after being whipped, they would behave.

But the situation quickly deteriorated and decayed. Even though he pushed for the implementation of the "one person commits a crime, the whole family is punished" collective punishment system locally, it couldn't restrain the actions of those resistance organizations.

A large number of innocent civilians were executed due to collective responsibility, which instead stimulated greater resistance awareness. As a result, the situation has decayed to such an extent now that not many methods can be found to solve this issue.

Enemies are inside the city, and enemies are outside the city. Almost everywhere might harbor members of anti-government armed organizations.

Whether they're old people, women, or children!

He had seen a boy only twelve or thirteen years old and his whole family hanged in the square. This was his direct order, just because the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy threw a packet of poison into the Gafura people's water tank, causing more than twenty poisonings, five deaths, and seven permanently disabled and sent back to their homeland.

This kind of confrontation is everywhere. Previously, the city would have patrol teams of three to five patrollers plus some local helpers to maintain order. Now there's nothing.

Without armored vehicles, the patrols are unwilling to go to the streets; God knows from where a bullet or a bomb will suddenly fly out, making patrolling dangerous.

The disorder in the city began to spread, and many times citizens attributed the attacks, looting, and brutality from their own kind to the mistakes of Gafura people. This stupid and rude practice is a headache, people's hatred has become blind, and the situation will only deteriorate, not get better.

The Governor is also considering when to submit an application report to return home. Even if he could only be a rich man after returning home, it's better than being in a state of mental tension all day here, in which he feels he might not live long.

The telephone bell was still ringing. It had been ringing for a minute. He didn't want to get up, but the telephone bell... was still ringing.

His temples throbbed, there was some sense of distention, and his eyelids also began to twitch uncontrollably. His little finger subconsciously twitched slightly, and his stomach started to ache.

Calling at this time, and persistently, it certainly wouldn't be good news.

The telephone bell was still ringing.

He slowly got up from the bed, glanced with displeasure at the telephone bell that kept ringing, walked over, picked up the phone, "It's me..."

"Your Excellency Governor, just now a group of guys claiming to be Darkstone Security employees brought Haiyan and some members of the Independent Front..."

The Governor seemed to have auditory hallucinations. He frowned, "They fought over? How many people, how many of us, can we hold it?"

Those resistance organizations are now very arrogant. They somehow acquired a way to make homemade explosives, even staying inside defense fortifications is not so safe now.

If there are too few defenders or too many attackers, he would immediately order to abandon the defense.

Now these anti-government forces even if they seize a defense point, they will not occupy it. Although there are many troubles in the city, here is ultimately Gafura's territory.

They can mobilize relatively advantageous forces to organize a counterattack in a short time, most of the anti-government forces are more like harassment, this is also a psychological tactic.

Perhaps both sides understand each other's intentions. When some garrison forces encounter attacks, if the disparity in strength is too large, His Excellency the Governor allows them to retreat.

Sometimes he even hopes the anti-government forces can seize a piece of territory somewhere, as long as they have a territory, there is a target to attack, unlike now, where the main force appears, and those lowly people disappear.

There was a moment of silence in the telephone receiver, along with some heavy breathing. The other party seemed to be adjusting their breathing.

After a while, a new voice came, "Your Excellency Governor, I am... the guard of the outpost, just now a group of self-proclaimed 'Darkstone Security'... mercenaries, brought Haiyan and some important figures of the Independent Front to my side, they passed through..."

At this point, there was a pause in the voice on the phone, followed by some other sounds, as if discussing something. After a while, the voice sounded again.

"They carried out military action with the legal authorization of His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire on the land of Amelie Province, destroyed the anti-government armed organization Amelia Independent Front, and captured the organization's leader Haiyan and related personnel, and seized a batch of important materials..."

The Governor's breathing became more and more rapid. He paced back and forth, quickly walked to the desk, pulled out a pen, hastily flipped open a book, "Repeat what you just said."

During the repeat from the other party, he detailed some key phrases in the book, then instructed the soldier to properly care for these people, in addition to allowing them to use the facilities of the outpost unconditionally, also ordered to send some supplies to the outpost.

After hanging up the phone, His Excellency the Governor's head no longer ached, and his nerves weren't tense anymore. Whoever could solve Amelie's current problem, those people would be his friends, his good people.

Of course, this good news couldn't be known only by him; he must let others know too, such as His Majesty the Emperor who shares the same situation with him.

The Emperor had not yet fallen asleep at this time; Lynch's performance gave him an inexplicable expectation. If the problem in Amelie could be solved so easily, even if Lynch's demands were a bit excessive, he would not refuse.

Amelie is too important. Once Amelie develops well, they can continue to expand towards the southeast, occupying large inland territories, realizing the Gafura Empire's true transformation, from a small island country to an inland country with vast territories.

All problems plaguing Gafura, such as population, resources, and strategic depth, would no longer be problems.

Even if the opponent were the current Federation, they would dare to confront them—after all, before decisive power appears, nobody can wipe out the other, then the advantages of population and depth can be displayed.

By that time, Gafura would truly have the possibility of being the world's number one stable power, and all this could be realized today.

The excitement made the Emperor unable to fall asleep smoothly; it was also his most painful feeling in the past two years, unable to sleep at night due to anxiety and getting up late in the morning.

As he was about to take sleeping pills with strong liquor, the phone rang.

After the phone rang twice, he picked it up.

Phones transferred to the Imperial Palace need to go through several manual transfers, so the Emperor knew very well that if this phone rang in his bedroom, it must not be an ordinary call.

As soon as he picked it up, he heard the voice of the Governor of Amelie.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for disturbing you so late at night, I have some extremely good news I can't wait to share with you, we caught..."

Before the Governor of Amelie finished speaking, the Emperor interrupted him, "You caught Haiyan, didn't you?"

The Governor of Amelie paused, "Yes, we caught him. May I boldly ask, how did you know?"

The Emperor suddenly stood up, paced back and forth, his expression becoming particularly excited, "Of course I know, of course I know... Are they alive or dead?"

"Still alive. I have already arranged for them to be treated. Maybe we can get some important information from him."

"Very good, what you did was right. Appointing you as the Governor of Amelie was the best decision I made, properly arrange those Federation people, they will help us solve these troubles from now on!"

"Federation people?", the Governor of Amelie still didn't know those people were from the Federation. He was a bit curious, as if everything that happened tonight was within the Emperor's expectations. He cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, was all this arranged by you?"

The Emperor slightly raised his chin, "Indeed, it is. Well, I'm going to rest now!"

After hanging up the phone, the Emperor chuckled twice, his unpleasant headache disappeared, he jumped back onto the bed, tossed and turned for a moment, and soon let out the sound of deep sleep.

Early the next morning, when the Chief Steward brought a band to open the Emperor's bedroom door, he was shocked to see the Emperor already dressed and doing the final tidying.

"You are late...", the Emperor standing before the full-length mirror turned to look behind him, "There are some places I can't see behind, is there any problem?"

The Chief Steward quickly walked a few steps forward, helped the Emperor organize some of the unhandled details, and then asked with some confusion, "Your Majesty, didn't you sleep last night?"

"I slept, had a good sleep. What about Lynch, is he up?", he asked as he walked out.

The Chief Steward following closely behind the Emperor shook his head, "It's not even five o'clock now, Your Majesty, if you want to see Mr. Lynch, it would be no later than nine-thirty..."

"Nine-thirty, too late, I'm eager to see him, can you arrange someone to wake him up earlier?", the Emperor most wanted to see Lynch now.

It's so quick, less than a day, this big trouble was solved. He had to admit, he now believed Lynch could solve the Amelie issue, including some subsequent problems.

As long as the price is right, he can package and outsource all these tasks to Lynch's company. For the Emperor of a powerful and wealthy country, problems solvable by money aren't problems.

If it's a problem, find a way to kill a minister, then it won't be a problem!

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