Liu Zhi's execution was incredibly strong.
Even though the plans had already been prepared several days ago, his speed and efficiency in carrying them out still far surpassed ordinary people.
At three in the afternoon, Su Mo had just made a symbolic appearance.
While everyone was still caught up in joy and excitement, Liu Zhi appropriately raised the idea of moving the territory that evening.
He cleverly took advantage of the lively atmosphere and the many people's desire to change their current circumstances.
About thirty percent of the people made an immediate decision to leave with Liu Zhi, heading across the river to find another place to develop.
Of course, because the four Gathering Places had always been governed separately, most of those who agreed were Chinese. There were very few Nile People or white people.
However, when they heard that the Dwarves might attack at any time, even these people could no longer sit still.
Several small-group leaders came looking for him, hoping to receive treatment like Liu Zhi's and obtain funding to leave their current settlement, cross the river, and establish a new Gathering Place.
None of them asked Su Mo for his opinion. Feng Tianmin directly rejected them on his behalf.
What a joke. The Tian Yuan Territory wasn't running a charity. How could everyone receive a batch of funding?
They either had to prove they were worth investing in or honestly trade their labor.
Anyone who wanted to lie around and live off benefits could forget it. It was impossible not only in Tian Yuan, but in any proper territory.
Helplessly, some of the small groups had to abandon the idea.
For now, they could either join the main migration force or find another place and seek a new path.
However, some people still held onto