‘SEE YOU MORNING’ 061 Lübeck's Recruitment Plan

In the morning, the service carriage brought Lübeck to the public security barracks once again. Lübeck found Trudy and asked about the reactions of the security team members after Joachim’s funeral.

“Some are indignant—probably the closer friends. Most of the others are fairly calm,” Trudy replied.

“Mm, in a few days, they’ll be needed to maintain order during the large-scale property surveys. I hope they can keep their emotions steady and maintain an impartial enforcement attitude,” Lübeck explained.

“All right, I’ll reaffirm the disciplinary rules with them.”

“That’s it. In a number of days, my sailing mission will require more armed soldiers.” With that, Lübeck took out another list and handed it to Trudy, explaining further:

“Please notify the people on this list to take leave and go home to rest, ready to set sail at any time. If this takes too many of your security personnel, you can requisition soldiers from the depot. Oh, and those on the list may choose not to participate—this is a voluntary mission. Please be sure to inform them. Those who agree should go home on leave and wait for the mission notice.”

“All right.”

After finishing his discussion with Trudy from the security team, Lübeck went to the city hall. Talking with Müller and other staff, he learned that quite a few reports had already come in—people had been changing the boundary markers of fields and pastures.

“Were there no security personnel on site to keep order?” Lübeck asked.

“The markers could be tampered with before or after the survey records are made, which would affect the subsequent work or the certification records of adjacent plots,” said the clerk Wilhelm.

“Then how about this? Use single-numbered marker stakes,” Lübeck suggested, seeking opinions.

“But as long as they stay overnight, they could be moved. Even in daylight, if no one is watching, they could be moved,” Kurt said, glancing at Wilhelm.

“Then the only way is to bury a large number of markers and also record the position and orientation data between those markers, so we can tell if any individual ones have been altered by cross-referencing the data,” Müller proposed.

“Mm, that’s one method,” Lübeck nodded in approval.

“If we do that, given the current plan, we’ll need a peak number of laborers and surveyors. Based on our statistics, could you put together a requirements plan?” Lübeck said, looking at Wilhelm and Kurt.

“Yes, Mayor.”

“If needed, send messengers to notify the communes to first submit a list of qualified candidates—especially those capable of surveying. If that’s not enough, we’ll have to recruit and train them,” Lübeck suggested.

“I’ll arrange that, so they can focus on the work at hand,” Müller said.

“Good. If there are no other objections, let’s proceed this way. We’ll discuss any further issues as they come up.”

After taking care of city hall matters and having lunch, Lübeck left the building. As usual, he walked toward the marketplace. Among the crowds that had gathered here from various places, news from everywhere was exchanged—he enjoyed listening and asking.

The rotation period of Zufluchtsland was slightly longer than Earth’s, but gravity was a bit lower. Because of the two suns, the night accounted for a slightly smaller proportion of the day, though there were no polar days or nights. After a turn around the market, he bought some fish. It was still early, so instead of going inside when he got home, Lübeck went to the backyard to clean the fish and feed the chickens.

As it happened, the observant Ruth saw him return. She silently came out of the house, went to the backyard to keep him company, and helped with the work.

Today Ruth wore a black top with a white lace lotus collar. The orange-red sunlight shone from behind her, passing through her brown hair and illuminating the花纹 of her neck and collar, outlining the silhouette of her slender upper body, accentuating her gentleness and elegance.

Lübeck wanted to give her a hug, but his hands were covered in fish scales and entrails, so he simply leaned in and gave her a deep kiss. After the kiss, they looked at each other—her eyebrows, her face, seemed to embody the years they had already walked through together.

“Do you think the Schmidts will make the first move, or the Bauers?” Ruth asked softly.

“Hard to say. The two families are about equally powerful, and both have radical people within. The last clash with the security team involved both sides. What happens next depends on their own choices.”

“I hope you don’t get drawn into their conflict, so they don’t hold a grudge against you.” Ruth often talked with Lübeck about his work and the outside world—it seemed her heart wanted to follow him wherever he went.

“Actually, their feud isn’t the whole problem. They also bully other people.” Lübeck smiled, then continued, “Many of the oppressed have come to me and the security team.”

“Haha.” Ruth’s smile lingered on her face. Learning about the outside world through Lübeck seemed to be a source of her happiness. After the laughter, she grew thoughtful and said,

“But I’m still worried their conflict might escalate. Or could they join forces and turn against you?”

“That’s not impossible. First of all, we have armed protection around us, and the security team also patrols. Given recent events, defense has already been strengthened. Basically, you don’t need to worry too much.”

“Oh, that’s good.”

“Well, this time it’s their choice: abide by the order or confront the existing order.”

“Then if they continue, will there be more casualties?” Ruth asked with concern.

“Given the current situation, if things head in that direction, it’s almost inevitable.”

“Couldn’t we persuade them to stop the confrontation?”

“You’re so naive.” Lübeck looked into Ruth’s eyes, smiled and gazed for a moment, then continued, “Can you stop a startled horse?”

“Me?” Ruth subconsciously looked down at her own delicate body, then said, “Maybe a strong person could.”

“Then you can just wait for the horse to tire itself out and stop on its own. After all, it’s not our horse—let it run wherever it wants.”

“Hahaha, but you still haven’t told me how to resolve the conflict between the Schmidts and the Bauers!” Ruth laughed.

“You could also shoot the horse.” Lübeck said resolutely.

“Oh.” Ruth was startled by Lübeck’s cold answer.

“Of course, it would be better if they stopped fighting,” Lübeck added. But in his heart, he knew that few people could restrain their swelling desires and arrogance. He simply didn’t want to continue this ugly topic with Ruth.