Kaidan Game Train: Abide Rule or Die!-Chapter 1941: Western District Purge Plan

Chapter 1941: Chapter 1941: Western District Purge Plan
Due to the consecutive failures of the Eastern District players, the days of the Supervision Department started to become difficult, because the Eastern District blamed the Supervision Department for being inattentive in information collection. They should have paid attention early on when inspectors were repeatedly attacked, rather than turning a blind eye as before.
So after cleaning up the frozen processing factory, all members of the division where Xu Huo was located began to review past cases. Whether someone actively ed a case or a body was found, as long as the case was registered, they had to self-check.
However, most of these cases were just initiated without even complete formal records. What can be found through investigation? The group of people in the division can only select some that seem particularly special.
Of course, in Xu Huo’s view, this inspection was absurd and futile. Not to mention the Supervision Department has a one-day deadline for case investigation, and there are not many members of the division who care about finishing work. Some cases were closed without complete records, and with time, they were filed away just like those cases without results.
There are too few cases that can truly be resolved, so the Supervision Department becomes increasingly inattentive, as whether the cases are closed or not does not affect them getting their salaries.
As a newcomer, Han Cong, like Xu Huo, could not understand this, and also felt a bit frustrated. First, because the filter of the Supervision Department was broken, and second, because he did not expect his colleagues, who he would share life and death with, to be such people.
Other inspectors either didn’t care or tacitly avoided mentioning this, each doing their own thing. They just needed to follow headquarters’ requirements, whether they could complete it or not was another matter.
During a break, Han Cong went to the hallway to smoke and couldn’t help but say to Xu Huo, "What’s the future in this way?"
Xu Huo looked at him "surprisedly", "What kind of future do you want?"
The work of the Supervision Department is not involved in performance appraisal. Whether one can go to the Eastern District depends entirely on the specific requirements of the Eastern District. Does he expect to make achievements in the Western District so headquarters can promote him?
"My purpose of being an inspector is to live a better life." Han Cong said slightly discouraged, "Now I am being told my best path forward is to be a regular inspector here, to be a Western District person for life... Do you want to live like this?"
Xu Huo watched silently as an elder walked carefully around the Supervision Department Building outside, "At least it’s better than them, right?"
"We are not the same as them." Han Cong said, "We are inspectors."
After saying this, he extinguished the cigarette and went to the restroom.
When Xu Huo returned to the office again, the atmosphere in the office had changed. The people who were just busy now were all looking at their watch terminals.
Xu Huo also opened his own terminal, only to find out that the issue of the frozen processing factory had fermented.
A small media workshop released all the evidence they had tracked and taken over the years on the terminal at once. The frozen processing factory was just the tip of the iceberg. Almost all companies and factories in the Eastern District were doing the same thing. Kidnapping live people to obtain organs was not new. In addition, they would select some children who are good-looking and young to kidnap, and the final outcome of these children was nothing more than two choices: either become playthings or become organ donors. Every year, the people who disappeared in the Western District were so many, more than half of them were killed directly or indirectly by these companies and factories.
This media apparently has some connections in the Eastern District. They openly claimed that the reason why the Eastern District needed so many people was not entirely because organs were needed to replace patients’. Actually, people of the Eastern District had been using Evolution Potion nationwide early on. Their physical fitness was several times better than that of the Western District people. Even some untreatable diseases were not a problem, so it was impossible to use them entirely on patients.
The published materials mentioned a pharmaceutical research group that had a specialized corpse dissolving pool where every year the dead experimental living bodies would be thrown, eventually becoming some waste residue, accompanied by photographs.
These things looked shocking, but the most impactful was yet to come. The media claimed that with the support of kind-hearted people, they found that the Eastern District had secretly passed a proposal targeting the Western District people—the Western District Clean-up Plan.
In this proposal, the Eastern District believed that assigning the Western District to lower-class people was a huge waste. Besides, Western District people were criminals per capita, not worth spending time to govern by the Eastern District. They were like parasites, not only consuming resources from the Eastern District but also repeatedly causing trouble for it. To put it badly, the existence of this place was an eyesore, so it should be flattened and rebuilt.
Of course, the rebuilt place could no longer accommodate the Western District people, but expelling these people would risk causing a rebound, so the best way was to let them die.
Yes, the core of the Clean-up Plan was to kill the Western District people.
As for what method to adopt, it was not written in the disclosed materials, but this media provided a few guesses: one was poisoning the Western District people using weather or water sources, the other was creating a plague.
The Western District was filthy and full of various germs. What’s strange about people dying from disease?
And regarding this, anyone living in the Western District would feel a chill down their spine after reading it.
Inspectors were no exception.
Because they were also Western District people. If the Western District had no people, what necessity does the Supervision Department have to exist?
"Could this... be true?" Lin Guang looked at a few team leaders.
The expressions on the team leaders’ faces did not look good either. One quick-tempered person angrily kicked over a stack of documents in front of him and cursed, "Damn it, I was hoping to retire in the Supervision Department!"
"Probably not." Li Song remained calm, "The Eastern District placed so many factories in the Western District to obtain cheaper labor."
"But machines could have long replaced humans!" Another person said.
Li Song remained silent for a long time before saying, "Factories don’t need them, pharmaceutical research labs do."
The office went quiet; this statement truly carried some truth. However, admitting it was tantamount to acknowledging that they were livestock raised by the Eastern District, entirely losing the dignity of being human—they became inspectors to be someone!
"Let’s talk about future matters in the future. Come on, come, today is a day off, go out and have some fun!" A team leader picked up his jacket.
So the people of the Supervision Department left worried again.
Information spreads quickly on the streets. Many people had already heard this rumor and were looking at them, wanting to get some words out of their mouths.
With further gathering, something would likely happen. This group entered a restaurant shortly thereafter and then dispersed.
Of course, it’s not just Western District people who were anxious, but also foreign players, because the Clean-up Plan exposed was essentially cutting the ground under their feet. Once the Western District was finished, all instances related to the Western District would disappear. For those who hadn’t stayed in Yuquan City for long, it was merely a failed attempt at passing through. For those who had been there longer, they might face random teleportations.
The shuttle bus drove along the uneven road, Xu Huo leaned on the seat back, watching the constantly sweeping lights outside the window, wondering how many among the people spreading the news in the streets were Resistance Army... But he had to admit, the Resistance Army played a beautiful hand this time.