Feng Jun arrived at the Lakemarta Desert and found that, sure enough, a small courtyard had appeared at the edge of the contracted land.
The courtyard was not large, only about an acre. Some arm-thick trees had been planted after their branches were cut away, clearly for landscaping, and someone must have watered them regularly.
There were three rows of houses, fifteen rooms in total, along with a basement. Rarely, it even had running water and drainage. The decor was simple but by no means crude, the building materials were all genuine, and the windows were actually double-layered bulletproof glass.
There was also camouflage netting over the houses, ensuring as much as possible that they would not be photographed by passing satellites.
Feng Jun calculated the time. The courtyard's construction period should have been less than three months. As expected of infrastructure maniacs.
His arrival caught the attention of the distant observation post. Before long, a middle-aged man in ordinary camouflage came over to negotiate, asking whether they could set up a guard post at the courtyard gate.
"In principle, I'm against that," Feng Jun answered seriously. "My people will frequently come here to place Energy Stones, and I don't want the two sides to have substantive contact... It might cause some psychological imbalance and have a negative effect on my people."
In the end, Luo Hua's core members simply received too much preferential treatment. Still, that suited his small-group collectivist sentiments.
The middle-aged man did not criticize him. Instead, he brought up another matter. "We hope to clear out the small animals around the courtyard regularly."
"I strongly support that," Feng Jun said solemnly. "I went through a lot of trouble to get some spiritual energy. There isn't even enough for people, so why should those animals get to