The atmosphere in the living room was somewhat peculiar.
On the surface, everyone acted amicably, yet prejudice and arrogance flowed through their hearts, and some people even openly displayed mocking smiles.
"Lord Roland, what does your territory need?"
At this moment, Old Dean took the initiative to break the silence: "I'll find a way to help."
"In fact, I'm short of everything here."
Lin Lan carefully examined everyone's expressions and said straightforwardly, "But the most important thing right now is that I need some talents to help me develop the territory."
Actually, Seagull Town was not particularly short of labor at the moment, and the number of members in the Civilian Corps was increasing every day, but management talents in the town were pitifully scarce, few enough to count on one's fingers.
As the population increased, a series of complex matters arose as well.
