"Otherwise, relying solely on Su Chan, how could she have supported the territory until today..."
Even before fully entering the territory, Su Mo had gained a rough understanding of the situation through his conversation with Feng Long. If this were the real world, the situation might have given him a headache. He would have had to carefully study what methods to use to achieve the greatest results at the minimum cost. But in this dungeon world, such chaos was exactly the prerequisite needed for his mission.
May 30, Year 8 of the doomsday calendar, 1:10 PM.
The slow green train, which had been traveling for three days and two nights, finally decelerated. It was about to arrive at the first super gathering place of this journey: Heaven's Origin. As the train wove through the outskirts of several cities, it prepared to enter Hope City. Travelers without proper status, relegated to merely passing through, eagerly stuck their heads out the windows to take in the bustling prosperity.
