In the end, Xue Yunfeng chose the second option: one round of trouble in exchange for a lifetime of benefits.
He knew his own people better than Hill did.
They would rather put in the work to build another Great Wall than manage petty affairs every day from then on.
They would even rather pay up front to install war machines on either side of the mine's outer gate, ones that could automatically tell friend from foe.
Xue Yunfeng finally understood why the game had opened a world like Oaisis to them... It was for these Crystal Energy devices.
Otherwise, the bases belonging to the Undead's major families in Toril would have been an enormous headache.
Toril really was a world without a single normal person.
Even its unarmed commoners would, for the most part, steal gold coins without hesitation if they got the chance.
Hill had been the cleverest of them all... He ignored grand principles about treating everyone equally and fairly. Aglaia and its dependent territories allowed only those of Good Alignment to settle there, while those of Neutral Alignment could stay briefly.
The moment someone stole, all their goodness vanished.
After all, no resident of Aglaia could possibly starve, and Lynn, who managed the city, was thoroughly fair.
In Toril, some good people did steal food from wealthy, heartless nobles to distribute to the poor. That did not mean people in Aglaia could steal too.
That territory certainly had no food obtained by exploiting the poor.
And if there really were hungry people from other regions outside the city, they could gather plenty of edible berries and roots in the wild, in complete safety.
No powerful beasts lived near Aglaia.
The result was that the moment they broke certain rules, those so-called "good people" who thought they