Far-Reaching City.
New City had already been completed, and the second New City was nearing completion.
The locals said Far-Reaching City was like a blindfolded wild boar charging forward. No one knew how far it would rush in the end, or what it would slam into.
It might trample nest after nest of rats to death, or it might crash into an elephant's leg.
The locals had thought Li Qingxian's strides were large enough, but who would have known that the new county magistrate, Song Baige, took even bigger strides.
Song Baige knew perfectly well that Far-Reaching City could hold only so many people, so he simply planned to build a satellite city twenty kilometers out in each of the four directions around Far-Reaching City.
This was quite a taboo, but Song Baige dared to do it, and everyone else pretended not to understand and followed along.
Far-Reaching City seemed to have money that could never be spent. County Magistrate Song Baige could do three things without restraint: build cities, hand out money, and force everyone in the county to think of ways to draw in population from every region.
With that batch of people sent over by the Gods and Devils Alliance, who had nearly been sacrificed, Far-Reaching City's population could no longer even be counted, because there simply were not enough hands for the task.
Far-Reaching City grew more chaotic by the day, yet there was order amid the chaos.
All the major powers in Far-Reaching City had been twisted into a single rope by an invisible force. No matter what happened, it was swiftly resolved.
Whether it was the troops stationed outside the city or the gangs and Enlightenment Academy within it, at critical moments, they were willing to give their all.
In recent days, Far-Reaching City