The Armed Republic of Nvez is a titanic, efficient nation, ruled by Colonel Vipul Boot with an iron fist, and renowned for its smutty television, punitive income tax rates, and suspicion of poets. The hard-nosed, cynical, humorless population of 23.548 billion Nvezians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The enormous, corrupt, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Administration, and Education. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Hint. The average income tax rate is 83.3%, and even higher for the wealthy.

The frighteningly efficient Nvezian economy, worth a remarkable 3,422 trillion Jyads a year, is driven entirely by a combination of government and state-owned industry, with private enterprise illegal. However, for those in the know, there is an enormous, deeply entrenched, fairly diversified black market in Arms Manufacturing, Soda Sales, Uranium Mining, and Woodchip Exports. The private sector mostly consists of enterprising ten-year-olds selling lemonade on the sidewalk, but the government is looking at stamping this out. Average income is an impressive 145,322 Jyads, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.8 times as much as the poorest.

University admissions staff are blindfolded to prevent accidental bias, doctors fax when they need facts fast, the government is avowedly secular, and policies are debated via video essays and tier lists. Crime is totally unknown, thanks to the all-pervasive police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Nvez's national animal is the leopard, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to widespread deforestation, and its national religion is Violetism.

Nvez is ranked 67,935^th in the world and 3^rd in Third Cynglish Empire for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 3,616.33 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.