Taichu Peak had plenty of affairs to deal with. Fortunately, Xiao Jingsheng and the others had shouldered the burden, and things were being handled fairly well without any major problems.
"Peak Master, the biggest problem now is that the number of exotic beasts keeps growing. Small-scale beast tides are occurring constantly, and construction of our various safety zones has ground to a halt. We're seriously short on manpower!"
Xiao Jingsheng looked grave. Construction of safety zones across the Central Continent was not going smoothly, and Taichu Peak's manpower shortage was beginning to show.
"The main issue is that defensive arrays can't be built quickly enough. We don't have enough array masters, and without the Great Arrays, we can't build the safety zones at all. Meanwhile, the other sects have already started quietly building their own. If we can't keep up, they may crowd us out by the time ours are ready!"
Recently, Xiao Jingsheng had been in charge of coordinating affairs, and he was already run ragged.
He truly felt how difficult it was to be in charge. Manpower, resources, operations, injuries, the distribution of supplies, talent development—every kind of responsibility gave him a headache. Fang Mo had handled it all before, and Xiao Jingsheng had thought things ran smoothly. Why was he suddenly unable to manage it himself?
Taichu Peak was desperately poor. After being suppressed for thousands of years, it suffered from severe shortages of both personnel and resources, making it extremely difficult to keep things running.
In particular, construction of Galaxy City had consumed a vast amount of resources, throwing the schedules for all the other safety zones into disarray.
The stewards of the various halls were tearing their hair out, too. Lately, Xiao Jingsheng had driven them to their wits' end.
"There's no need to worry