Hope Village had still numbered just over a hundred people. Before they went out to sea, the male-to-female ratio had been 3 to 7, with fewer men and more women.
Back then, every man was a primary combatant, so naturally, none of them had the time or inclination for romance or starting a family.
But after they went out to sea and brought back selected personnel from the Tundra Fleet, the ratio flipped completely, becoming 7 to 3. And this result—
Was only achieved because Su Mo had insisted on it when selecting personnel.
After all, the wasteland had been far too dangerous in the early stages. Most women lacked an innate physical advantage and had died early on.
By the time the Tundra Fleet had gathered people, the male-to-female ratio had become severely distorted, reaching a full 9 to 1.
No matter how Su Mo tried to select people, he could not maintain a relatively healthy ratio of 7 to 3 or 6 to 4.
It was only after the people from both sides of the village had assembled—
And arrived on the New Continent and survived its most difficult early period, gradually entering a phase of stable development—
That their increasingly prosperous lives gave more and more men and women hope for better days.
The men wanted to find virtuous women who would manage the household while the two of them worked together to make each day better, gradually establishing families of their own in the wasteland and having children.
The women wanted to find broad shoulders to lean on and confide their troubles to, so they would no longer have to live each day in fear, never knowing whether they would survive to see tomorrow.
They hit it off immediately.
In no more than half a month,