Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Lu Cian had no intention of letting the bug-folk continue with a centralized power structure, but he also didn’t want his subordinates to grow too powerful and disregard the Federal Chairperson.

A leader must act in their position.

Everyone fulfilling their duties was the situation Lu Cian wished to see.

Speaking of the Chairperson, Lu Cian just then recalled he hadn’t brought this up yet.

"Brother Nan, although our Federation appears to be a unified nation formed by the alliance of numerous tribes, it still needs a leader, a figurehead."

"That bug can only be you."

"So," Lu Cian said, looking at Nair Inan with anticipation, "I’ve come up with a title for our leader—Federal Chairperson. What do you think?"

"Emperor" belonged to the Empire’s centralized system. The Federation was all about freedom, equality, democracy, and civilization—distinct from the Empire.

Nair Inan had no objections to the title. "Good."

He also didn’t refuse Lu Cian’s proposal to place him in the Chairperson’s position.

This was only natural. If another bug were chosen, these survivor tribes might not submit.

Nair Inan had saved them, they had joined the Shelley Clan, and Nair Inan was the Shelley Clan’s Young Clan Leader. They were willing to follow him.

There was another reason: Nair Inan’s rank was the highest.

In a place where strength spoke loudest, Nair Inan’s combat prowess was unparalleled. Since none could defeat him, his appointment as Chairperson was met with unanimous respect.

With the military established, Lu Cian thought of the injuries female bugs might sustain and began considering the construction of military hospitals.

Female bugs had strong healing abilities, but they weren’t made of steel.

Nair Inan recalled a certain bug from the Lam Tribe.

"This task can be handed to Gray."

"Who’s Gray?" Lu Cian didn’t remember ever hearing of such a bug.

Nair Inan explained, "Timothy sent a group of Lam Tribe bugs to the lab. One of them disliked research but excelled in healing."

Lu Cian remembered now—Nair Inan had indeed mentioned such a bug before.

But he had been busy at the time, so the impression wasn’t deep, and he hadn’t recalled it until now.

"That hovering tower is well-suited to serve as the Federation’s office building. Since the Federation is just getting started, we can build a more luxurious office building later once we’ve developed further."

Nair Inan shot back, "According to your own words, the Federation advocates harmony and equality. Wouldn’t constructing luxurious offices contradict that?"

Lu Cian quickly backtracked, smiling. "You’re right, Brother Nan. I won’t joke like that again."

Nair Inan nodded in satisfaction.

"Good. The office location is settled, but we still have the military and the military hospital. We break ground tomorrow!"

Beyond that, many other facilities needed to be built. The Federation had much to rebuild, but they could take it step by step.

In truth, they had already planned the central planet quite well.

Thinking back to when they first arrived in this new star system—how pitiful they had been!

They had no resources and had to risk trading in the black market, only to encounter mishaps along the way.

Later, they could at least pick through space junk, gathering anything useful or not. The nobles were so wasteful—many items were discarded just because of minor scratches, even if they worked fine.

It worked in their favor, making something from nothing.

After some repairs, the items were as good as new.

Now, they were finally about to rise above their struggles, no longer needing to survive by scavenging. The thought kinda tugged at their hearts!

...

Starting a new planet was no easy feat, and since this planet would be their home for thousands of years to come, they took extra care in its construction.

When Lu Cian proposed the rule, "Protect the environment—every bug’s responsibility," many bugs were totally on board.

"Mr. Lu, the military and military hospital are nearly complete. Would you like to inspect them?"

"Rest assured, Mr. Lu, the entire process was eco-friendly and pollution-free. No harm was done to the environment," Damon reported confidently, proud of his team’s work.

Lu Cian was surprised. "So soon?"

He remembered assigning the construction task only three days ago. How had they finished so quickly?

Meanwhile, Lu Cian had been racking his brain over which female bugs to assign to which military positions, his head spinning from the effort. He still hadn’t given Nair Inan his final decision.

The First Legion would guard the central planet. The temporary Legion Commander would undoubtedly be from the Shelley Clan, but Lu Cian was stuck on who to pick.

Yes, temporary.

The Federation wasn’t at war, so none of the female bugs had battle experience. They couldn’t simply appoint whoever had seniority in their tribe—that would contradict their whole equal rights thing.

But the position couldn’t remain vacant either. If war suddenly broke out without a high-ranking commander, the Federation would fall apart. An interim appointment was the only solution.

Yet, the interim candidate couldn’t be chosen willy-nilly.

Claiming it was to "train" Lu Cian, Nair Inan had entrusted him with the task.

Feeling the pressure, Lu Cian didn’t want to disappoint Brother Nan, so he stressed over the decision until his head nearly went bald.

Now, Lu Cian finally understood why his big bro had assigned two secretaries to handle his work.

One secretary probably wasn’t enough to keep up with his brother’s demands. Only with two alternating shifts could they endure his big bro’s insane demands.

Alright, he wasn’t implying anything about Nair Inan—he had simply realized a truth.

Doing the job in their position was no easy task. The work of those in power truly wasn’t for regular folks!

"Brother Nan, this is the result of my efforts these past few days. What do you think?" Lu Cian handed over the painstakingly prepared duty roster to Nair Inan.

He had done his best. If it wasn’t good enough, there was nothing more he could do.

Nair Inan took the chart and ran through it quickly.

His evaluation was short and sweet. "Some adjustments are still needed, but for you to have reached this level is already quite impressive."

Nair Inan wasn’t exaggerating. Lu Cian was new to this, so achieving this was quite remarkable.

"Really? You're not just pitying me and trying to comfort me, are you?" Lu Cian was praised but found it hard to believe.

Nair Inan sighed helplessly, "Didn't you say earlier that you wanted to recommend yourself as the Chairperson's secretary and become the envy of other bugs?"

Was he ready to give up after just one task?

Nair Inan didn’t voice this thought, but his expression made it crystal clear.

Lu Cian scratched his nose sheepishly. He had indeed talked too big, overestimating his own capabilities.

When it came to military-state matters, one misstep could lead to a cascade of errors—it was exhausting, and Lu Cian truly wasn't his strong suit.

Still, Lu Cian clenched his fists. He wouldn’t give up!

"Of course, I’ll still be a secretary. But there’s just too much work—I can’t handle it all alone. We need to recruit more secretaries. Then I’ll be the head of them all, the great Secretary-General!"

As he spoke, Lu Cian found the idea increasingly appealing and mentally patted himself on the back.

As for why Lu Cian was so fixated on the secretary role, Nair Inan chose not to comment. "If you think it’s good, then go ahead. It’s all up to you anyway."

Lu Cian pounded his chest confidently. "Don’t worry, Brother Nan—no, Chairperson—I won’t let you down."

……

Initially, Lu Cian had planned to appoint Damon as the Legion Commander of the First Legion.

Compared to Wawen, Damon was far more level-headed.

But when Damon came to report the completion of the construction, he outright stated that he only wished to serve as the Chairperson’s guard and had no interest in being involved in the Federation’s military affairs.

Lu Cian thought to himself: *The Chairperson does need a team of guards. Damon has always been Nair Inan’s Guard Captain—returning to his old post would make for good continuity.*

With a wave of his hand, Lu Cian assigned Damon as the Guard Captain, leaving the position of First Legion Commander to Wawen.

The Second Legion Commander was Kato, Chief of the Harding Tribe; the Third Legion Commander was from the Euin Tribe; the Fourth Legion Commander was from the Adler Tribe; and the Fifth Legion Commander was from the Ins Tribe.

The Lam Tribe handled technical matters and would likely oversee the Federation’s Ministry of Finance in the future.

Of course, finance involved politics, and Lu Cian hadn’t yet figured out how the Federation would run—that discussion would have to wait.

Each legion had multiple positions beyond the Legion Commander, from high-ranking generals to mid-level officers who needed direct appointments, while other roles could be filled through recommendations or examinations.

After reviewing Lu Cian’s military proposal, Nair Inan adjusted some of the bugs whose abilities fell short of their assigned roles.

On the military roster, many bugs were placed outside their tribal leaders’ jurisdictions, but Nair Inan approved them all.

He believed that even if these bugs found out, they wouldn’t complain—after all, these were only stopgap measures, subject to future revisions.

Besides, capable bugs would excel anywhere.

Lower-ranking officers, such as lieutenants and sergeants, didn’t need temporary appointments—they could be tested directly.

No one should assume that sergeant-level officers, being the lowest rank, didn’t need testing. After all, there were also physically weaker bugs who couldn’t join the military.

Examinations were essential, and recruitment requirements had many restrictions.

For example, one enlistment requirement was a limit on physique and mental strength—at least one of the two had to reach B-rank.

Beyond physical fitness and combat assessments, there were also tests for battle tactics, command skills, starship piloting, basic starship maintenance knowledge, and general knowledge.

These tests weren’t just to filter out capable bugs but also to keep the temporary officers on their toes.

They shouldn’t think their positions were secure—there were plenty of bugs below them who were just as capable, only lacking in seniority.

With so many eyes watching, the provisional officers couldn't afford to slack off.

Even with numerous secretaries assisting and occasional assistance from Nair Inan, Lu Cian was still swamped with work for over half a month.

Once military appointments were settled, there were still civilian positions to handle.

Thankfully, the civilian exam questions could be copied from the Empire. The Empire didn’t pay much attention to logistical roles, so Lu Cian had to add some questions to the question pool.

After another week of work, Lu Cian finally whipped the military department into shape.

Just as he finished, Nair Inan handed him another task—overseeing the military hospital—without a shred of guilt for dumping more work on him.

Lu Cian, barely standing: "..."

Lu Cian was furious!

Lu Cian blew his top!

Lu Cian was about to walk out!