The central region of the Dark Crow Continent could be called springlike all year round. Unlike the western region Su Xiao had previously visited, it had a year-round rainy season and a damp, chilly climate.
Based on what Su Xiao had seen along the way, over 60% of the Dark Crow Continent's land remained undeveloped. Wild grasses grew everywhere, but the soil was fertile.
The continent did not lack resources. What it lacked was civilization. As long as more than 10% of the land was cultivated, most commoners' food and clothing problems could be solved. Unfortunately, war had reduced the continent's cultivated land to less than 4%. That was how absurd the situation was.
Witches, entrenched lords, slave plantations, and native tribes—unless these problems were resolved, the commoners of the Dark Crow Continent could only go hungry and freeze. The spread of information was so backward that the commoners were completely unaware of this. In their eyes, the climate was to blame for most of their hunger.
One shouldn't think that was foolish. Most regions were isolated from information. Even if the Holy Healing Church, the leading organization, were destroyed one day, commoners outside the central region would need at least a month, or even half a year, to hear the news. As for the native tribes that still lived by hunting and gathering, they simply did not care about such things.
While traveling, Su Xiao had already finished reading the books he had obtained from the royal palace. Among them, A Brief History of the Dark Crow Continent and The Witch Era were the most valuable. A Brief History of the Dark Crow Continent had been written by a prophecy witch seven years ago. Given the rate at which this world developed, it was similar to a newspaper from