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Feng Mengyue sighed as she pointed to the hand-drawn map.

They left the oceans early but stopped moving before they found a suitable territory location and place full of resources.

Their actions had only one possible outcome.

Despite arriving early, they still lost their advantage of being the first few to land in the New World.

However, at that moment, Feng Mengyue had no idea how long it would take for foreigners and a large number of humans to arrive.

In the end, she decided to make a compromise after careful consideration.

Her first temporary territory was set up on a plain 700 kilometers away from the shore and 1,150 kilometers away from the Great Mountains.

During their first three days of setting up their camp, all the refugees who followed Feng Mengyue were satisfied and thought they had found paradise in the New World.

They had already acquired fertile land to cultivate and enough wild vegetables to eat while other humans were still struggling for survival on the ocean.

However, their joy did not last for more than a week and quickly became everyone's worst nightmare.

The first batch of foreigners descended on the New World.

Soon, conflicts turned into battles, and battles turned into wars over territory. The strong conquered the weak, and it became a prolonged tragedy.

"I had around 500 people in my territory, and the numbers increased to more than 2,000 on the way to the New World. In our heyday, we had about 3,400 people. It was the prime period of the territory.

"However, a big prey attracts big predators. In the eyes of those foreigners, we were nothing but fat livestock. In just two days, all our defenses were useless against them, and the thing we built in the earlier stages had to be discarded."

Feng Mengyue swayed her hands over the map as she spoke and drew their escape route.

"From here to the Great Mountains is about 1,500 kilometers, and it was a very extended battle frontline.

"We traveled during the day and defended against foreign attacks at night. We departed with more than 3,000 people, but by the time we reached the Great Mountains, our numbers had suffered miserably…

"We were left with 500!"

They lost their battles with a horrifying score of seven to one.

Even if you excluded some who left to develop on their own and some who thought it was hopeless and ran away, the decrease in numbers was shocking.

"The good thing was that the 500 people left were mainly those who followed us in the wasteland from the very beginning.

"They have always believed in us and were willing to follow us through it all. Others who joined in the ocean for a while either walked away or died. There weren't many left in the end."

Feng Mengyue glanced at the refugees happily enjoying their meals with relief as she recalled the days of hardships.

She smiled, and it was enough to understand her decision.

She wanted to leave and could have left the mountains long ago to relocate.

However, it was also her wish to stay here.

Those who had loyally followed her from the beginning had been displaced for far too long.

Feng Mengyue could not bear the thought of the consequences of failure if they were to leave and travel to an unknown area, even if they agreed to follow her.

"What if I offer to take you and your subordinate into my territory?"

Su Mo tapped on the table, leaned forward, and said with an authoritative tone after observing Feng Mengyue's complicated expression.

From the beginning of the conversation, Feng Mengyue seemed to be complaining about the hardships and injustices that she had suffered during this period in the eyes of others.

However, Su Mo sensed that she was trying to add value to herself.

She elaborately conveyed the value of herself and her subordinates to Su Mo in a very subtle way.

Throughout their journey from the ocean to the New World, Feng Mengyue detailed how she gathered more than 3,000 people and deliberately highlighted her commanding and leadership abilities.

Finally, their constant escape to the New World and reaching the mountains showed her decision-making abilities.

Lastly, she implied that 500 people had followed her loyally from beginning to end, expressing her ability to control people.

It was a very clever way of implication.

It was so good that most people would never understand the deeper meaning she was trying to convey through her stories.

"Your territory?"

Feng Mengyue was taken aback for a moment and then wanted to raise her head to agree with a smile.

However, she immediately took notice of Su Mo's serious and teasing expression.

"I'm in charge of territorial development. Peace is responsible for territorial forces. Guan Shan handles our external trades, and Xiao Yu is our head of weapons and equipment development.

"When we find Guan Shan, you can take the three of them if you have a shortage of talents. It would be a waste of their skills if they continued staying here with me."