No one spoke, but the meeting could not be declared over and dismissed as usual.
More and more people were now jammed outside the checkpoint. Humanity and the alien races could not fight one another at present; otherwise, just a few surprise attacks by the aliens could have caused disastrous consequences.
Furthermore, this was supposed to be the stage of fastest development, when manpower was most urgently needed. Territories of every size were recruiting survivors from outside.
It was simply indefensible to leave millions, or even tens of millions, idle in the Water Community outside the checkpoint.
"Since no one is willing to take in the survivors outside, we need to establish some rules. We can't let them keep blocking the checkpoint, with the crowd growing larger and larger!"
Flutos said in a deep voice, making it clear that no one would be leaving until they came up with a solution today.
Silence filled the room.
After quite a while, a lord seated at the edge of the room suggested, "Since we can't take them in ourselves, can we contact the surrounding territories and have them come pick people up? Don't some of them lack manpower for development right now? If each one took ten or twenty thousand people from here, it should be easy enough, right?"
Great. Another idiot.
How had someone like this become a lord of the Golden Giant Eagle Federation? "Wendell, that's a great suggestion. Don't make another one next time." Ludwig, another lord who had never gotten along with him, immediately mocked him.
"We're unable to properly allocate our population and take these people in. What use would it be for you to contact the territories outside?"
"What they want isn't refugees who can barely feed themselves. They want quality laborers who bring their own