Honestly speaking, Milo felt a little uncomfortable discussing the policies of the Prosperous Northwest with Emeka and the others.
It was not that he did not want the Northwest to prosper, nor was it that he did not understand what Emeka and the others were talking about. On the contrary, he knew quite a bit.
But for some reason, he felt that it was a little difficult to execute his plans with decent people such as Emeka. He always felt that carrying out those plans in a proper and orderly way was not in line with his character.
Now that he was conspiring with the Great Hoodwinker, he found that it matched his energy much better. This was what the Prosperous Northwest’s plan should be like!
“First of all, we have to bring those people back here.” Milo said, “As you know, they’re all starving in the Central Plains. It’s still not that bad right now since there’s still bark they can chew on. But there’s hundreds of thousands of escapees and refugees there. Who knows, there could already be more than a million of them. Even if there’s bark and roots for them to survive on, it’s not enough to keep so many people alive. When I think about how they’re about to starve to death because of me, I get really sad!”
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