Development.
Was something that depended heavily on the right time, place, and people.
As for the right time.
The damage caused by the Undead was no small matter. It had practically crippled them.
The impact of an entire Return Disaster had already temporarily robbed the natives in the surrounding Qinggang City of the ability to launch attacks outward.
They needed a great deal of time to lick their wounds and recuperate.
Perhaps after some time, the conflict would erupt with even greater ferocity.
But at this very moment, everyone wanted to do the same thing.
Lie low.
As for the right place.
Only two months remained before those plantations yielded a massive harvest.
If they could maintain the current favorable situation, Hope Village would harvest enough food in one go to feed fifty thousand people for a year.
It sounded like that was not a particularly large amount.
But calculated according to Hope Village's current population, this harvest would be enough to feed ten thousand people for a full five years!
It was no exaggeration to say that if Hope Village's population did not continue growing, it could completely put food anxiety behind it.
Even if its population multiplied several times over, it could still last until the next, even larger harvest.
In a sense, the true constraint related to survival had already been solved for the most part! As for the people.
After the solemn funeral ceremony ended, the residents of Tian Yuan Territory were not affected too much.
On the contrary, this sudden sense of crisis dispelled the stable mindset that had quietly formed recently.
Many people once again began to realize.
Although this was the shelter and territory under Su God, the place everyone on the World Channel envied.
It was not absolutely safe, nor a place