My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1236 - 418. Let heroes manage heroes, let heroes check heroes.

Chapter 1236: 418. Let heroes manage heroes, let heroes check heroes.

Professor Malcolm took over a roster made by the Exploration Corps for fifty thousand aid workers, and far away at Crimson Castle, Mr. Morphy had just received a prompt about a population size of 56,843 in his territory.

This made the Governor exceedingly delighted, not only because he now had 568 additional player slots to allocate, but also because with the arrival of this batch of manpower, the officially registered population of Transylvania had just exceeded 180,000, narrowing the gap to his target of 200,000 set for the "Hundred Days’ Grand Construction Initiative" to just one final step.

Moreover, according to statistics from the administrative office, given the current pace at which small players were scouring for refugees, Mr. Morphy was confident that by the end of one third of the Hundred Days’ Grand Construction Initiative, the population of his territory might indeed break through 300,000.

The once seemingly unreachable goal was now visibly close at hand, giving Mr. Morphy a rather exhilarating feeling.

Having taken over the mess in Transylvania and brought it to prosperity in just two and a half months, could he truly be the legendary "Genius Ruler"?

"However, these fifty thousand people are a hidden danger!"

Milian’s serious voice pulled Mr. Morphy back from his fantasy as he elegantly turned to look at everyone in the conference room behind him.

Aside from the chief military officers, all the middle and high-level managers under the administration of the Crimson Castle were present there.

Milian was giving a speech to her subordinates as the Governor.

She stood at the podium, holding a straight stick that might delight any boy, pointing at the map of Transylvania hung behind her, and said to the managers who were holding notebooks below:

"The Goldenrod Kingdom has sent us the manpower we need most, but their ill-intended actions are undeniable.

These fifty thousand people, if not properly settled, will stir up new security issues in our territory, which has just stabilized. Although the previous methods used to handle northern rioters can be applied, with our current security forces, it is indeed hard to assimilate them in such a short time."

"Governor, it’s not that we cannot assimilate them, but there’s simply no need to,"

Knight Portman, an old man from the Mediterranean sitting below, shook his head:

"The locals have no good feelings toward the Goldenrod Kingdom, which invaded us in the past. Even though these border defense forces were once part of the Posya Confederation, in the eyes of the locals, they’re no different from the scumbags of East Prussia. Even in former times, the relationship between the two parties was never good.

My opinion is, we don’t need to try and assimilate them and openly accommodate them!

They need to understand their identity and status!

Their generals sent them to die in Transylvania, and even their own people don’t care about these scumbag’s lives, so why should we be so concerned?

As Governor Morphy puts it, outsiders who want to integrate into our collective must show more initiative, rather than waiting for pies to fall from the sky!

Transylvania will welcome with open arms all who contribute to this land, but those cunning fellows who only want benefits without fulfilling their duties are not what we need.

Thus, my suggestion is, don’t show them any kindness!

First, throw them into various construction sites, where there is always a need for people.

Especially in the southern mines, although we have signed an ore-for-food deal with the Winter Wolf Army, the northerners have no interest in managing an enclave, so we must mine the ores ourselves and send them to Klim Fortress to complete the trade.

Now, with the time remaining for the first delivery already running low, even recruiting more Gnoll miners won’t suffice the needed pace of progress.

These supporters have arrived just at the right time."

"I’m not denying your hawkish proposal, Mr. Portman,"

Milian shook her head:

"I just want to emphasize that dumping over fifty thousand people into the mines requires strong execution. I doubt those lazy scumbags will voluntarily pick up a mining pick."

"We can set overseers!"

Xiao Wan, who was in charge of logistics and all the work sites’ canteens at Crimson Castle, raised his hands and shouted:

"Our soldiers are already training. I deliver supplies to the barracks every day, and I can see that our young lads are already armed with discipline and belief. They need to see blood, and those bastards also need a beating to learn about Transylvania’s rules.

I suggest we incite some of the dumbest, ill-intended troublemakers among them to act up first, and then we can suppress them with full legitimacy.

Once the disobedient heads are removed, the rest can be slowly reformed.

And honestly, Professor Chen’s attempt to teach us to grow off-season vegetables in greenhouses was very successful. But expanding the earth-covered greenhouse vegetable gardens requires a lot of manpower.

I’m making this suggestion from my area of expertise.

If we want our soldiers to have good meals during the early spring battles against the Werewolves, we must start preparing now.

We need to dig at least three large vegetable gardens before the first snowfall, and the pig breeding at the collective farms also needs to expand. In short, I need at least a thousand people to handle this matter, and General Maxim has asked me to train a group of professional cooks..."

"Shut up, you’re not the only one short of people, you insatiable fellow."