In fact, Gu Hang has not been able to determine whether Yan Fangxu's trapping is Hodgson's warning content or not.

If so, then the power of the Primordial Rage Cult is a bit greater. Not only do they have the storm magic given by the evil gods they believe in, but they even have the means to control those mutant monsters to some extent?

But to say no, it would be too much of a coincidence.

He also thought about it, is it possible to divert the tiger from the mountain?

Besiege Yan Fangxu, transfer the main forces in the camp to the rescue, and then attack the camp?

But soon, Gu Hang ruled out this idea.

Unlikely.

If his enemies were just mutated monsters, then I think these monsters don't have that brain.

If his enemies were cults, or worse, some people from the Alliance government, then for them destroying Gu Hang's camp was of little value. After all, whether Gu Hang is making trouble for cultists or the alliance government, the main thing to rely on is his power as the governor.

What if his camp was destroyed as long as he was alive? Those people are not less troublesome at all.

Of course, it's not entirely impossible. If the rescue force sent by Gu Hang was not personally led by him, then the enemy would probably still come to attack the camp in order to seize this opportunity to kill him.

And if he personally led the team to the rescue, I am afraid that he would have to be prepared for an ambush.

Either way, it's not going to be funny.

But Gu Hang is not a tangled character.

Now that the challenge has come, face it head-on.

……

In Fuxing City, Hodgson sat in a wheelchair and looked out over the city through the large glass windows of his office.

In fact, Fuxing City is not particularly large, and there are not too many high-rise buildings. The interior of the city, with its buildings and roads well planned, was a good foundation laid by the first governors when they built the Union.

However, after all these years, while the inner city looked fine, the wider outer city, which was attached to the outer city walls, was in chaos. Hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people who live in the city, but have no chance of living in the inner city, form a vast slum outside the city walls.

There is no planning, there is no order, everything is a mess. Sewage flows, material shortages, and living in a difficult situation are these problems that should not be what a planetary capital city should be.

There are many members of the Coalition, residents of the inner city, who dislike the homeless. They think these people are bringing chaos, and that the slums are a source of filth.

But the smarter people actually clearly understand that Fuxing City is actually inseparable from those people.

The homeless people living in the outer cities eat the worst and least food, are poorly clothed, and their dwellings are built haphazardly. The people of the inner city do not pay them any public services and welfare, but let them do the hardest work, pay them a small fee, and only keep them alive.

Without them, how would the inhabitants of the inner city live a good life? How do those parliamentarians earn more than they contribute?

Therefore, these smart people will occasionally show their mercy without hesitation. They will provide more work and give alms to the displaced people, as if they were really saving them.

But they have no desire to seek the well-being of those who are not residents.

Let those nearly a million displaced people live a good life? It's simply unthinkable. The people in the inner city are still dissatisfied that their lives are not good enough, how can they have the strength to control the displaced people outside? Fewer deaths were their only mercy.

The wiser may be able to see the danger lurking outside the city walls, in the low, dilapidated house.

Under those low-browed, insensitive looks, how can there be no anger?

In fact, the fire has burned countless times. It's just a little bit of spark, and it's still too faint. The slightest resistance was either crushed by the tremendous inertia of this deformed system, or broken up unarmed in the face of the military police armed to the teeth.

In short, none of these sparks became a fire that burned everything.

But that day will come sooner or later. What is missing is a fuse, and what is missing is a fire-bearer.

Hodgson clearly realized that he belonged to the 'smarter people'. He can see all this, but his wisdom is limited to that. He couldn't find a solution, he didn't have the ability to integrate and unite everyone, and he couldn't even control the Alliance Council.

There were people in parliament who secretly supported the cult, and he didn't know it;

Someone dared to attack the supplies delivered to the governor, and he was powerless to stop it;

He was exhausted by the layers of resistance to the mobilization of military and police forces during the investigation of the cult and the endless debates and doubts in the parliament.

More than once he felt that he was really old.

But he didn't dare to retreat.

The investigation of the cult was originally an order issued by the governor, and it was to toss the political situation in Fuxing City. However, when he really investigated, he vaguely felt that something was wrong: the fuse he had feared in the past, the flame bearer, seemed to have appeared.

"Grandpa."

Lambert Hodgson pushed open the door to his office.

Hodgson Sr. didn't look back, just asked, "Is there a result?" ”

"We still haven't been able to find out where the supplies went, Councillor Marion has denied that the supplies passed through her, and the agents in charge of the line are missing; In the outer city, we searched many statues of angry owls, according to confessions, from an almshouse, where a team of police officers tried to search but caused a small riot of displaced people, who returned in vain, and after mobilizing more people to go there, the place was already burned......"

Old Hodgson sighed heavily: "This time, we are in big trouble. ”

Lambert agreed with his grandfather's judgment, and it was because of this that he felt a little at a loss.

He asked: "I thought it was just the governor who was making trouble for us, but I didn't expect that checking it really made people break out in a cold sweat." Those cultists want to do a big thing in Fuxing City, but we don't have any clear information now...... What's next? There's a good chance that the Governor's side will be attacked, so don't we really need to go to our aid? ”

"Who will you send? I'm not even sure that the man we sent might be the one who would attack His Excellency the Governor in the future. The Governor may also think the same way, and he will not trust us easily. ”

"Then we have to make a statement." Lambert insisted at this time, "I'll go, and bring a team that is absolutely credible." ”

"Do you know what that means?"

"I know that it means that we will have to bear the suspicion of the Governor, and that we will be perceived by those councillors as throwing ourselves entirely at the Governor, and being a splint in the middle."

Obviously talking about the tragic consequences, but the further back he spoke, the more firm Lambert's tone became:

"But, I figured out what you said last time, 'Only the Governor can save the world'. We're not sure if it's the Governor, but at least for now, it seems a little different from the previous one. He chose a path that the previous governors had not dared to take, and he had a starship to support him that the governors had not had in the past. I'd like to try, and if he's not the Governor we expect, then I'll do everything I can to help him become that. ”

"We don't have that much time to wait for more governors, the whole planet is looking forward to a revival, the sooner the better. I'm willing to contribute to this first, rather than continue to wait silently. It is far more meaningful to be a promoter of the times than to wait for the times to change and then get on the bus in a panic. ”

The young man spoke of his lofty ideals in front of his elders, and his elders watched him quietly.

After a long while, Hodgson let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm very old, and I've lived enough in this wasteland at my age, and I can't make more bold decisions." You've always been better than your father, and if you want to do it, do it. ”