"Not only has the snow here melted, but grass has actually grown too?"
Duan Xiong murmured, unable to stop countless thoughts from flashing through his mind.
At present, the gold standard for measuring whether a territory was powerful was naturally how well it had dealt with the Snow Disaster.
Along the way, he had only seen the snow disappear and the land gradually recover within the territories of powerful alien races.
Very few.
No, aside from the Tian Yuan Territory, he had not seen a single human territory that had managed the Snow Disaster properly.
Most had merely cleared out a small area for survival and were anxiously preparing to face the next disaster.
How could they compare with this land, which had recovered to the point where it could be cultivated? "Looks like I came to the right place!"
Duan Xiong felt slightly invigorated. His right hand, which had been resting on his waist, unconsciously lowered.
He gazed into the distance, continuing to examine the scenery flashing past the window.
Before long, he gained an even deeper understanding of the Tian Yuan Territory's military strength.
It could not be called strong, but it should not be weak either.
Whether it was the towering structures or the bunkers rising from the ground,
although such openly displayed Defense Facilities could easily be bypassed when facing certain special alien races,
under the current circumstances, they could still serve as a decent deterrent and help them get through the most difficult period.
"There are another five kilometers to go. We'll reach the town then." Wen Da, seated in the front row, turned around and gave them a reminder.
Upon hearing this, Duan Xiong quickly perked up and focused on the direction the vehicle was heading.
Sure enough, at the end of the road,