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After they left, Cao Xing nodded to himself. "Good. The food problem should be solved now."
"Next comes the manpower problem. That's another huge shortfall."
Yes, although Cao Xing now had several thousand workers under his command.
To build a giant city with just those few thousand workers would take at least two or three years.
After all, building a giant city was not as simple as putting up a wall.
"Aren't you going to rest? You're pregnant now. It's not good for the baby," Su Yingan asked worriedly. She looked as though she might collapse at any moment. No one knew when Yin Zheng would be born—perhaps the next moment, perhaps much later. If she collapsed, Yin Zheng would surely suffer even more.
Xiang Ye decided to meet up with Bai Bing first and make plans together. The Sword Emperor lay lazily on the sofa, while Y kept crying and needed Izayoi's care.
"My father... my father hopes the wedding can be held in the United Kingdom. What do you think?" Diana was indeed somewhat troubled.
Over the past two days, no one had made any more noise about leaving, and Mother Xu's smile finally grew more frequent.
"Unexpected changes" were what he feared most. Unexpectedly, at that moment, Pang Peng strode in, waving a fan and smiling broadly.
"Why did you suddenly think to ask about this? Or did you find a good plastic surgeon?" Qiao Guo asked as he lifted a cup of tea and took a sip.
Only when Wang Haoming looked at the second huanghuali chair did he truly feel that the amount of spiritual power in his eyes had indeed increased somewhat.
For a time, the two sides faced off, neither able to do anything to the other. Although Prince Yue's Manor