When Wenren Sheng's Puppet Man arrived in Great King Town, it found a brawl in progress.
A group of young people was trying to round up a group of Old Men.
Yet they were only posturing; not a single one actually dared to make a move.
"You bastards! I'm your Third Uncle Master—how dare you lay a hand on me?" one Old Man cursed furiously.
"That's right! Without us old men, where would you little brats have come from? Are you trying to rebel?" another Old Man chimed in.
The young people were berated until they could not raise their heads.
But someone soon said, "Old sirs, do you want to see your own grandsons die in some future apocalypse? If we don't prepare now, we won't get another chance later!"
"Stop trying to scare people. If there's a crisis, won't the people outside handle it? If they can't handle it, then whatever underground shelter you build won't be of any use either!" Third Uncle Master said, tapping his cane.
After listening for a while, Wenren Sheng understood the cause of the conflict.
The young people were not content to load a save from four years ago whenever danger arose. They had decided to go back four years, then work hard for ten years to build a perfect shelter.
After that, they would use that shelter as the basis for future saves.
To be fair, this was the correct approach.
Otherwise, Great King Town as it was now was far too fragile to withstand any major storm.
He was curious. According to the Seed of Mystery's description, more than two-thirds of the town's people had to agree before the town could load a save.
These Old Men did not seem numerous, but each of them could use filial piety as