Su Mo had vastly underestimated his current influence.
Or rather, as more and more people from Earth settled in the Tian Yuan Territory, his image in the eyes of newcomers had been greatly mythologized, turning him into something like a spiritual totem.
First, the diners gathered around the Lamen Stall. Then the diners from several nearby food streets joined them.
At first, there had only been one or two hundred people. After more than ten minutes, their numbers had risen to nearly three thousand.
Su Mo had originally planned to have a face-to-face conversation with some of the territory's newcomers, observing the current Tian Yuan Territory from the perspective of an ordinary person.
But as the situation spiraled further out of control, he had no choice but to hurriedly leave under the protection of the security guards who had rushed over after hearing the news, taking shelter temporarily at a security station three kilometers away.
As an enforcement agency in Qinggang City, the security station occupied the former Triumphant Hospital.
The two buildings had been demolished and rebuilt, while the underground section was temporarily being used as a prison to hold some captured alien races.
As for human criminals, there was currently no need to imprison them. Even the most heinous offenders would simply be sent to harsh production sites to atone through labor.
The moment Su Mo stepped through the security station's entrance, he saw the familiar Wu Feiguang hurriedly coming out to greet him.
As the manager of Candlelight Shelter, the predecessor of Hope Village, Wu Feiguang's abilities might not have been as outstanding as those of the elite talents who joined the territory later, but in terms of seniority, he was absolutely one of the most venerable veterans in the Tian Yuan Territory. He had once risen