Cao Xing saw the damaged ground throughout the territory, along with several collapsed Lighthouses and Watchtowers.
It was clear that the creatures in the mist had been extremely enraged. However, restricted by some kind of rule, they could not force their way into the rooms and could only vent their anger on the buildings within the territory.
Fortunately, everyone had obediently stayed indoors and had not suffered any harm.
Cao Xing took a deep breath, then said solemnly, "Everyone, assemble."
Upon hearing Cao Xing's command, several thousand people across the territory hurried over.
It took them around three minutes to finish assembling.
Cao Xing said nothing, merely sweeping his gaze across the crowd.
The eleven-day Mist Disaster had not claimed a single life in the territory.
That left him greatly satisfied.
"Very good. We've overcome another hardship together."
Upon hearing this, the elderly Cao Yi was the first to say, "The gods will protect this sacred land, my lord."
The other workers also closed their eyes and began praying devoutly.
To them, surviving each natural disaster was a rebirth, as if they had been granted another life.
A sacred glow seemed to shine on every face.
After a moment, Cao Xing said, "Starting today, work in the territory will return to normal."
"Cao Yi, lead the workers and continue upgrading the walls and building Arrow Towers."
"Duan, lead some of the Polar People to repair the damaged ground in our territory, as well as those collapsed Arrow Towers and Watchtowers."
"Dazhuang, lead all the Goblin Laborers to the Mana Crystal mine dozens of kilometers away and gather more resources. I'll send several Centaurs to protect you."
"Everyone else, carry on as usual."
The several hundred workers immediately exchanged glances, then replied in loud voices.
"Understood! Great Lord!"
With that, they