On North Island in the southern seas, seagulls flapped their wings and frolicked above the construction site, merrily scattering bird droppings everywhere.
It was not just North Island's residents who had been well fed.
With the battle to land in the Coast Province about to begin, huge numbers of players had flooded onto North Island, and every kind of bird on the island had been fattened up.
Some had grown so fat they could not even fly.
Watching the assorted faces at the construction site, Battle-Hardened Wolf leaned both hands on his shovel and said with a strange expression.
"Is it just me?"
Conduit Dog, who was mixing concrete, looked up at him.
"Huh?"
Battle-Hardened Wolf stroked his chin and muttered.
"Why do I feel like there are more people competing with us for work?"
There had originally been only around thirty people at the site. Aside from him and his three civil engineering buddies, there had been fewer than thirty NPCs.
Yet nobody knew what had happened over the past few days. The number of people at the site had shot up again and again, doubling before they knew it. It was about to exceed two hundred!
That number would have been normal in reality, but this was the southern seas of Wasteland OL, where the total population was only a little over one million.
Where the hell had all these people come from?!
"It's not your imagination." Farsighted Eagle narrowed his eyes and said flatly, "The war ended. Rational analysis suggests there was a baby boom, and the baby boom caused population growth... Makes perfect sense."
Conduit Dog said, "Holy shit! Do babies in your family grow up that fast?!"
Shit-Stirring Stick said, "..."
Although the players could not figure out why, North Island really had become more