you have Grace, Cortana, and Maxine refine the city expansion plans for when we can add the military add they calculated rough nine weeks at which point the doctor attending this meeting chimes up asking about hospitals to which Grace also asks about plans you mention you were going wait when asked why you say that with the super teachers effecting highschool and collages/university allowing the teachers to essentially brainwashing students to go to a career of our choice that are lacking man power while making sure they develop the right mentality for said careers, the chronic understaffing of hospitals should disappear and with Victoria's economic changes that should help the prices, and Grace's leadership collective adjusting bad policy you want to see if the hospitals would improve by themselves rather then rushing a transformation then causing people to die because we did not consider the effect of those other changes made when asked for a timetable you mention two years when prompted why you state so students can graduate both high school that then graduate university stating that this would allow most if not all of this years graduating class to go into medicine with the super teachers condensing the university courses down to a year because of their ability to teach. Cortana Chimes in stating that this would be roughly 850 new doctors and nurses for just one years worth of highschool students causing all arguments to disappear
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You gather your key advisors in the strategy room to refine the city expansion timeline. Grace stands at the holographic display, her nanite-blue eyes scanning data projections while her transformation-enhanced mind calculates variables.
"With the fucking military integration scheduled for next Saturday," Grace reports, gesturing to the timeline, "we're looking at about nine goddamn weeks until complete domination of the Eastern Seaboard."
Cortana's holographic form nods in agreement, her enormous blue-tinted breasts swaying with the movement. "Confirmed. Military transformation cascade effects will accelerate acquisition by approximately 37.2% compared to our previous models."
Maxine taps her tablet, adding notes. "The collective consciousness integration pathways show remarkable stability across all transformation vectors."
Dr. Tsunade Senju, her blonde hair tied in twin tails that frame her impossibly large breasts straining against her white medical coat, raises her hand. "What about hospital integration? The current medical systems remain untransformed outside our mansion facility."
"That's a damn good point," Grace adds, her punk aesthetic somehow making her more authoritative rather than less. "Are we fucking transforming hospitals next? Those bastards need serious help."
You lean back in your chair, considering the question thoughtfully. "Actually, I was planning to wait on hospital transformations."
The room falls silent, all eyes turning to you with curiosity.
"Why the hell would we wait?" Grace asks, genuine confusion in her voice. "Healthcare is a fucking disaster right now."
"Because we've already implemented several systems that will naturally correct the healthcare crisis," you explain, standing to approach the holographic display. "Our super teachers are now influencing high schools and universities, subtly guiding students toward careers where we need manpower. They're ensuring these students develop the right mentality and aptitude for those fields."
You gesture to Victoria's economic projections floating in the air. "Meanwhile, Victoria's economic restructuring will address the affordability crisis. And Grace's Leadership Collective is already adjusting harmful healthcare policies at the legislative level."
"I want to see if the hospitals improve organically through these indirect interventions rather than rushing a transformation that might have unintended consequences," you continue. "Healthcare is complex—transforming it without understanding how our other changes affect the ecosystem first could cause deaths we could have prevented."
Dr. Yasaka, her nine golden fox tails swishing behind her as she sits forward, asks, "What timeframe are you considering for evaluation?"
"Two years," you respond confidently. "That allows students currently in high school to graduate and complete accelerated medical programs. Our super teachers can condense medical education dramatically—what currently takes four years plus residency can be compressed to a single year with our enhanced pedagogical methods."
Maxine nods thoughtfully. "The compression algorithms our educational transformation uses could indeed reduce training time by 75% while improving knowledge retention by 340%."
Cortana's holographic form flickers as she accesses data. "Based on current high school graduation rates and the super teacher influence patterns, this approach would yield approximately 850 new doctors and nurses from just one year's graduating class—all with enhanced competencies exceeding current medical standards."
The room falls silent as your advisors process this information. Dr. Tsunade exchanges glances with Dr. Yasaka, both nodding with newfound understanding.
"Well shit," Grace says with an appreciative whistle. "That's some long-term fucking thinking."
Victoria pulls up economic projections. "The integration of 850 new medical professionals annually would indeed balance supply and demand within the projected timeframe, especially with our wage floor implementations ensuring appropriate compensation."
"Sometimes the most effective transformation," you say, standing to your full seven-and-a-half-foot height, "is the one that happens naturally through systems we've already put in place."
"Brilliantly efficient," Commander Athena comments from her position near the door. "This approach minimizes resource allocation while maximizing outcome stability."
You smile, pleased that your inner circle understands your vision. "Let's monitor healthcare metrics quarterly. If we don't see significant improvement within six months, we can reconsider direct intervention."
"I'll set up the fucking monitoring protocols," Grace says with a sharp nod, her profanity-enhanced authority somehow making the task sound even more official.