Chapter 195: Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Public Security and Law on the Mobile City

“Then according to your statement, once the Tomorrow reached Level 4, would we be able to build a space station in outer space?” Yang Zheng said.

In truth, he and Fang Yong did not really understand the concepts of rockets, space stations, or manned spacecraft.

After all, so many years had passed, and the wasteland had long since developed a cultural and technological gap.

The vast majority of people simply could not comprehend what the concept of space even was.

“It doesn’t matter, you will come to understand it gradually in the future.” Li Ye said slowly.

Then he suddenly thought of something and slapped his forehead.

If he wanted to engage in space operations, it would not only require a whole set of design blueprints but also the training of astronauts. Ideally, he would need to obtain a set of professional astronaut technical knowledge books and feed them into the City Simulation Training Pod.

He would even need to acquire blueprints for spacesuits.

“Thinking about it carefully, carrying out space operations really was troublesome.” He could not help but let out a sigh.

Following this line of thought, a new idea suddenly came to him.

The Mobile City should be able to deploy space-based weapons in orbit, such as satellite beams, orbital weaponry, and so forth.

As long as the Mobile City provided precise coordinates, satellites could launch these weapons to strike enemies.

“One has to admit, the higher the Mobile City’s level, the more advanced the weapons that could be utilized, and the greater the intensity of war would become.”

After the meeting ended, Li Ye returned to the Tomorrow and continued working on domestic affairs and city construction.

Lin Wu then put forward a suggestion.

The Tomorrow now needed to establish an institution similar to a police station.

After all, with the city already holding over ten thousand people, internal order had to be kept strict and organized.

If an internal riot broke out, handling it would be a troublesome matter.

Not only that, but attention also had to be paid to cultivating the residents’ sense of civic discipline, to prevent petty thefts and criminal incidents.

“What you said truly makes sense.” Li Ye nodded.

Previously, the Tomorrow’s order was maintained by combat personnel serving part-time, but that had already become impractical.

He immediately decided to establish a Public Security Bureau on the Tomorrow.

As for its administrator, the role would be entrusted to Old Zhou.

Although Old Zhou fought bravely, in the end, he was already advanced in years. Li Ye felt that always having him charge into battle was not proper, and he himself was worried.

The Public Security Bureau was an excellent placement. Not only was it important for safety, but it would also allow Old Zhou to continue shining in another capacity.

Old Zhou gladly accepted this.

After a period of intensive planning, the structure of the Public Security Bureau was finalized.

Its leadership would consist of Old Zhou, along with several others.

Its departments would be the Security Management Brigade, the Community Policing Unit, the Criminal Investigation Team, and the Comprehensive Administration Office.

The personnel would be divided into security officers and clerical staff.

Its equipment would include batons, handcuffs, tear-gas spray, and riot shields—though at this point Li Ye felt a little embarrassed, because the Tomorrow’s Production Workshop did not manufacture any of these items.

“How about just going all the way and letting the security officers carry Peregrine Falcon Assault Rifles instead?” he thought.

For communication, they would use walkie-talkies, and more advanced ones would include body cameras.

For transportation, motorcycles and patrol cars would suffice. But given the Tomorrow’s current scale, cars could not really be driven around the city.

As for technical equipment, there would be surveillance cameras.

Li Ye believed cameras were necessary—not only to monitor all areas of the city but also to provide evidence that could be reviewed if disputes broke out among residents.

Beyond this, Lin Wu felt that a strict and effective punishment system had to be established.

Following his train of thought, Li Ye came up with another idea.

“Since everything is to be handled according to the law, should the Tomorrow also establish a court?” he wondered.

The Apocalypse Sect, the Titan Throne, and the Iron Oath Brotherhood—these world-class organizations likely had judicial institutions, possibly even military courts and prisons.

Given the scale of world-class organizations, their flagship Mobile Cities could probably sustain tens of millions of people.

Raising tens of millions of people was not like raising pigs. It was not enough to simply provide them with food and fresh water—they also needed a proper and standardized system of governance.

As for establishing a legal system on the Tomorrow, if Li Ye were to handle it all by himself, it might not be possible even after many years.

If he simply bought a law code from one of the Three Major Human Organizations, then everything would already be included.

Currently, the highest institutions on the Tomorrow were the War Committee and the City Committee.

The Public Security Bureau could not stand on equal footing with them—it could only count as an affiliated agency under the City Committee.

Li Ye made sure to explain this point to Old Zhou, who patted his chest to reassure him.

With the sudden population growth, the Tomorrow’s Public Canteens were also expanded extensively, with one now built on each residential floor.

The City Committee submitted a report to remind Li Ye of something.

Many residents wished to have private cooking arrangements.

After all, many of the newcomers had families, and their housing had already expanded from Level 2’s 3x3 size to 5x5.

According to their wishes, they wanted pots and pans, gas stoves, and a full range of kitchen utensils, along with the ability to buy vegetables and meat to cook for themselves.

Upon hearing this, Li Ye fell into contemplation.

Pots and pans could be manufactured from plastic, while stoves and utensils were not fully available in the Production Workshop, they could still be purchased from the marketplace.

As for vegetables, meat, eggs, and fruits, it was indeed feasible to open a marketplace for them, which would indirectly increase the value of Contribution Points.

But the natural gas and propane required for stoves could not realistically be supplied to every household.

So he compromised by constructing multiple communal kitchens on each floor, which would be freely available to all residents.

The marketplace was also set up, managed solely by the City Committee.

When it came to businesses on the Tomorrow, Li Ye naturally hoped for as many as possible.

While speaking with Lin Wu, Li Ye’s gaze unintentionally swept across the combat personnel patrolling the deck.

Thinking of all the battles the Tomorrow had gone through, a thought occurred to him.

It was time for the Tomorrow to introduce a pension system.

In the past, when the city was at Level 1 or 2, its internal structure had been as crude as a makeshift troupe. Whenever casualties occurred, corpses were often thrown directly into the furnaces for cremation, and no compensation was ever given.

Residents had grown accustomed to this.

After all, in a wasteland overrun with monsters, simply surviving was already difficult enough—there was no way to be as particular as people in the modern world once were.

But as the city’s internal systems gradually improved, the Tomorrow also needed to perfect its institutions.

The so-called pension would essentially be the issuance of a sum of Contribution Points.

By now, the Tomorrow’s living system had improved, and the value of Contribution Points had also risen.

They could not only be used to purchase vegetables, fruits, meat, fish, and eggs, but also to buy household appliances powered by electricity, or even for entertainment in the City Simulation Training Pod.

According to Li Ye’s plan, pensions would increase in proportion to the rank of the fallen.

As for those who had no family members, the payment would simply be voided.

“In that case, should we also construct a cemetery for the fallen?” Lin Wu asked.

Although the space of a Level 3 city had increased significantly, building a cemetery still felt like a waste of valuable land.

Yet he also felt that those who died fighting for the Tomorrow Alliance deserved respect.

“This proposal will be set aside for now. Once we advance to a Level 4 Mobile City, I will personally decide whether or not to build it.” he said.

The discussion ended, and Lin Wu sped away on his electric wheelchair.

Li Ye rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

He was now quite curious as to what stage the great battle along the Heavenly Road in the Western Wasteland Continent had reached.

Western Wasteland Continent, Plateau Zone, Heavenly Road—Apocalypse Sect’s Level 1 Mobile City, Holy Sword B41.

On its deck, George skillfully lit up a cigarette.

In recent days, the overall situation in the southern part of the Western Wasteland Continent had already been settled.

The human forces had held the central Eternal Night Zone, defeated the monster armies, and even slain the Supreme Commander, General Rog.

Although this beastman commander fought with great bravery, always charging ahead, in the end, rushing to the front in battle was not always a good thing.

When attacking a Level 1 city of the Iron Oath Brotherhood, General Rog had been relentlessly besieged and ultimately perished.

This commander from the War Alliance accepted death calmly, even with pride in his final moments.

Because of this, the War Alliance specifically requested that the humans return General Rog’s corpse.

In exchange, the War Alliance made several concessions on the battlefield.

To the delight of the southern front’s defenders, Archbishop Heath returned and once again assumed command.

He devised the “Blooming from the Center” tactic, using the Eternal Night Zone as a hub to advance toward multiple regions.

The campaign progressed smoothly, as human forces captured territory after territory until they finally gained control of the southern Western Wasteland Continent.

On the other side, however, the northern part of the Western Wasteland Continent had completely fallen into the hands of the monsters.

Preston led the remnants of his troops, along with the northern human forces that had been gathered, back to the south to join with Heath.

As for the seas, the Iron Oath Brotherhood remained locked in fierce combat with the monsters.

The surrounding waters of the Western Wasteland Continent were simply too vast. Neither side could gain control for long, and so the conflict went on intermittently.

The north belonged to the monsters, the south to the humans, while the seas remained deadlocked.

It seemed the overall situation had already been decided, and the war should have ended.

Yet in the Plateau Zone, the battle still raged on.

The reason was simple: both humans and monsters sought control over the Heavenly Road.

Whoever commanded this continent-spanning megastructure that cut across the Plateau Zone would hold the initiative in attacking both the north and the south.

Because of this, both sides poured in vast numbers of Mobile Cities.

Most of these were Level 1 Mobile Cities fully equipped to Level 2 standards.

The reason was straightforward: Level 2 Mobile Cities were simply too large, making maneuvering in the snow-covered Plateau difficult and evading enemy artillery almost impossible.

George had originally belonged to the Holy Sword K32. But after the battle in the Eternal Night Zone, the Holy Sword K32 had suffered such heavy losses that its entire structure as a Mobile City unit had collapsed.

Thus, George and the survivors had been reassigned to a Level 1 Mobile City deployed to fight in the Plateau Zone.

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They bid each other a solemn farewell, and before leaving, the Middle-aged Deacon had even snatched a pack of cigarettes from George’s pocket.

Before George could even feel sorrow for the parting, the Holy Sword B41 dragged him straight into the fierce battles along the Heavenly Road.

Fifty-six days of confinement.

During that period, his confinement was extended multiple times because of smoking.

Although the Apocalypse Sect strictly prohibited smoking and drinking, in wartime they did show a degree of leniency.

On the battlefield, one never knew if the next moment would be their last—such indulgences were deemed necessary.

The cigarettes that George and the Middle-aged Deacon smoked had been secretly purchased from other Mobile City Lords.

With the blaring of alarms, the fighting on the Plateau erupted once more.

Several dozen monster Level 1 Mobile Cities could be seen several kilometers away, climbing across the snowy peaks to charge forward.

From the rear of the human formation, Fire-support Mobile Cities immediately unleashed a volley of artillery fire.

Shells whistled through the air and exploded into bursts of orange-red fireballs the instant they struck the snow.

Shockwaves spread out in rings, shattering the ancient snow like glass, while the rising mist refracted eerie rainbows under the sun.

Thin cracks spread across the mountain’s surface, like a beast stretching as it awoke.

Then, tens of millions of tons of snow began to slide. Wherever the avalanche surged, bare rock layers were stripped open, exposing fresh wounds.

Most of the monster Mobile Cities were buried.

Yet the human forces dared not relax in the slightest.

For they knew—this was only the beginning.

With a thunderous roar, one monster Mobile City suddenly crawled out of the thick snow.

At its very center opened a massive scarlet eye, while gigantic limbs sprouted from its sides and began thrashing violently.

Other monster Mobile Cities soon followed, crawling up one after another, each identical in appearance to the first.

To facilitate combat in the Plateau, the monsters had permitted the United Sect to perform living modifications on their Mobile Cities.

The technology, of course, came from the United Sect’s mastery of Flesh Technology.

With these living modifications, the Mobile Cities became more agile, faster, and far more savage.

Now, dozens of such living cities swarmed into the human formation.

Not only that—dense black dots appeared in the distant sky.

Upon closer inspection, they proved to be monster jet planes, airships, and helicopters.

On the snowy peaks, countless more black specks appeared—these were spider tanks designed specifically for Plateau warfare.

These Level 2 vehicles, with eight agile mechanical limbs, were ideal for climbing and fighting in the Plateau.

They could carry combat personnel and mount Level 2 Heavy Machine Guns, Level 2 Rocket Launchers, and even Level 2 Cannons.

The only flaw was that, despite having “tank” in the name, their armor was relatively thin and easily destroyed.

The human side also had spider tanks and quickly dispatched them to intercept.

The Mobile Cities within the formation likewise charged toward the living cities.

Upon the vast Plateau, these steel behemoths spewing thick steam clashed violently, the roar of their engines echoing to the heavens.

The sounds of exploding shells, the roaring of Heavy Machine Guns, and the screech of Universal Tread Clusters grinding across ice intermingled into a death symphony of steel and fire at thousands of meters above sea level.

Gaps appeared in the surrounding snow peaks, and from them poured forth countless monsters.

These were the Level 2 Yeti Civilization of the monster world-class organization, Natural Selection.

As Level 2 monsters, Yetis stood about three meters tall, covered in long pale fur that reflected a cold gleam under sunlight.

Their mouths split back to their ears, filled with interlaced icicle-like fangs, while their fingers bore semi-transparent ice claws.

As highly evolved Level 2 monsters, the Yetis fought with powerful bodies and razor-sharp teeth and claws.

They did not even require Mobile Cities.

Now, they moved swiftly across the snowy mountains, dispersing into loose formations to dodge human bullets and artillery.

Soon, one human Mobile City met disaster.

A group of Yetis rushed beneath its chassis, violently tearing at its Universal Tread Clusters and Rock Nail Anchors.

Their method of destruction was brutally simple—biting with their fangs.

The Mobile City’s Climbing Treads were shredded beyond recognition.

With its Universal Tread Clusters and Rock Nail Anchors utterly destroyed, the Mobile City lost balance and toppled down the mountain.

Some Yetis even scaled directly onto its deck, launching frenzied assaults against the human defenders.

Above, the aerial forces of both sides clashed fiercely, tracer rounds weaving a web of death.

On the deck, George manned a Heavy Machine Gun, unleashing a wild barrage against the Yetis.

Then he witnessed something wholly unexpected.

On the far horizon, a mighty host appeared.

Led by a Mobile City of the Titan Throne, an enormous dinosaur horde charged forth.

With thunderous roars, the dinosaurs stormed into the battlefield.

Pterosaurs dove from the skies, savagely slaughtering the Yetis.

Velociraptors, evolved to climb, darted nimbly across the snowy peaks, tearing apart one spider tank operator after another.

The Thunder Tyrant fired an Electromagnetic Pulse at a monster airship, instantly paralyzing it and sending it crashing down.

George, still firing, froze in shock.

“What in the world is going on here?”