Chương 438: Breaking Out Into A Rash

Wu Bai Hee waited for Zhao Jun Jie to fall asleep before she slipped out of bed and threw on a silk housecoat. Walking back over to the window ten stories in the air, she looked down at the people gathered below her like they were ants waiting to be squished.

They were right. Supplies were starting to run low. And heaven forbid people didn't get their favorite perfume or designer clothes. No, things would need to change, but slow enough that they wouldn't notice.

She would start by letting them create teams and then sending the teams out on missions. That would create a hierarchy within the population, segregating people. One thing that she had learned in her first life was that if you wanted to control a docile population, you needed them to be so concerned about fighting the others around them that they didn't notice what was actually going on.