Relocating the Conflict: The Mysterious Lord's Methods

The jingling of sheep bells rang out continuously from the street as the first shop in Origin Territory opened its doors.

The sky had just begun to brighten.

The two gates at the front and back of Origin Territory were opened by the guards, announcing the end of the night curfew.

There were no nights in the post-apocalyptic wasteland.

Everything had to be completed as "early" as possible, and every journey had to begin as "early" as possible.

The merchant caravans that had lingered in Origin Territory until they had finished fencing their goods would set off early at this time, carrying their cargo back toward the outside world.

The travelers who had arrived outside the territory the previous night would also enter the territory early, find somewhere to eat and rest, and go out to handle their affairs.

It had already been a week since the end of Heavy Snowfall.

The countless merchant caravans that had been halted by the disaster had finally begun to recover, gradually returning to normal and learning to continue trading in such harsh conditions.

As an indispensable part of this process,

Origin Territory was also slowly regaining some of its former prosperity.

Inside Three Source Inn, near the small market on Origin Territory's right side, Su Mo had opened the window halfway and was curiously examining the various stalls that had already been set up below.

Although this location was not as ideally situated as Origin Territory's official guesthouse, where one could see many larger shops as soon as one went downstairs,

nor was it like Good Luck Inn, located in the territory's center with guards nearby to guarantee safety,

the reason he had chosen this place was still because of the two words Huang Bing had mentioned earlier.

Authentic!

"It really is just