As Su Mo rode the return capsule back to the wasteland, he found himself enjoying a rare moment of leisure, a stark contrast to his usual busyness.
On the iron and stone hill, over two hundred villagers were waiting for him, guarding the base from outside invasion. Aboard Hope One, thousands of talented individuals were helping him design the basin's layout and its future development path. Even inside the return capsule, Lu Kuan was bustling about, using the few remaining instruments to analyze the attributes of their previous materials.
Gradually, Su Mo was no longer a one-man army. He had thousands of mouths to feed under his command, but also thousands of capable hands ready to create. They could handle many tasks on his behalf. But the only thing they could not do for him was... strategic planning!
Knowing he would soon face a highly complex situation upon arriving in The New World, Su Mo took out a pen and paper. Leaning against the wall, he began to ponder deeply.
