On the wasteland, a Gathering Place of eighty thousand people didn't sound particularly large. It was roughly on par with the average shelter in a city.
But managing all those people well was far from something that could be accomplished with a few words.
The Mole People had so many members yet only needed simple management because of the continuous mental fusion that had gone on for more than two centuries.
Put plainly, anyone who had seen how chaotic the group of wanderers that gathered some time ago was would understand.
Even with abundant supplies and military strength, Qinggang Shelter had been left with a headache when facing those tens of thousands of wanderers.
Edmund had even been forced to announce that as long as these people didn't cause trouble, the taverns that residents and guards were forbidden to enter on foggy days could be opened to them, with a twenty percent discount!
That was precisely why the eighty thousand people currently entrenched in the Giant Tree Root Sea Area were practically a bomb that could explode at any moment.
Not to mention sending Hunter Tiger there—even if Hades himself were sent over.
Without modern weapons, it was difficult to maintain the situation with only a few trusted aides.
Of course, Mr. Li Cha, the manager of the Giant Tree Root Sea Area, actually felt the same way.
The problem was that feeling that way was useless to him! Not to mention the relay station's administrative staff—even outsiders only needed to mingle around for a day to find out how much control he had over the relay station and how he had acted when facing the pirates. Who would pay any attention to a manager who couldn't bring them any benefits? That was why, as the number of people grew,