By the time Lincon returned to the convoy, five days had already passed.
After arranging the Hive Legion, he brought the World-Devouring Demon Sprout and caught up with the main group. Along the way, he also captured some dark creatures for the World-Devouring Demon Sprout to devour.
At that moment, Fang Qingyang and Golden Dragon were planning the next day's route with several squad captains. They were still halfway from Jiangzhou. With so many people, they could easily attract gatherings of dark creatures and trigger a Black Tide.
To avoid a Black Tide, they not only had to clear out dark creatures gathering nearby in advance, but also plan their route carefully.
Capital Province was far from Jiangzhou. Without a large convoy accompanying them, ordinary people could never make it there in this environment.
After the discussion ended, Fang Qingyang wearily rubbed his brow.
When he saw Lincon, he smiled. "You're back!"
"Mm." Lincon nodded and said reassuringly, "Thanks for the effort."
As the Lord of Longwind City, these people would all become his subjects in the future. Yet everyone else was handling the work, making him seem like he had nothing to do.
Fang Qingyang picked up the cup before him and took a sip, shaking his head. "Compared to the pressure on the front lines, managing these people is much easier."
"Quite a few of them are families of fallen soldiers, so they generally won't disobey orders. The troublesome ones are those human camps that have been following alongside our convoy."
"They don't belong to our convoy, yet they've kept following us."
"It seems their supplies are running out. Lately, they've often come to me, hoping I can provide them with some food and water."
The night wind was desolate, carrying the barren, decaying scent unique to the