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Chapter 115: Chapter One Hundred and Eleven: Response

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-Wind Media” derives its name from the process of wind-pollinated flowers, a metaphor for wandering martial artists who are tasked with gathering intelligence and circulating information. Much of the news that circulates in the martial arts world originates from Wind Media and gets disseminated throughout the land.

A seemingly unremarkable piece of information can be worth a fortune in another region.

For clans, having access to timely information is of utmost importance. It can guide decisions, ward off calamity, and ensure victory in battles.

Large clans like the Tang and the Mi Clan maintain dedicated Wind Media units and establish a Wind Media Department for overall control.

One November, an important piece of information landed on the Mi Clan’s desk, leading to another emergency meeting.

Three consecutive months of heavy rain churned up the Han River and resulted in a flood that swept across three thousand miles of Chengzhou, a disaster that came once every hundred years. This affected hundreds of cities and millions of fertile fields were submerged.

It was easy to predict that tens of millions of people would soon be displaced as refugees.

“How did Tang Zhi get wind of this so soon!” Mizhu kept questioning in his mind as he went through the urgent report from the Wind Media Department and fully grasped Tang Zhi’s plan.

Every person in the Mi Clan’s authority structure wore a grim expression, a stark contrast to their smug satisfaction during the fall harvest.

They had thought they were getting a bargain by raising the price of grains.

Now it seemed like they had shot themselves in the foot.

approaching, there wouldn’t be a new harvest until the following spring. Although the Mi Clan had plenty of

and Mi Clan, growth in

the clan members was palpable as such a golden opportunity was potentially lost due to a lack

Even if that couldn’t be done, they

and decided to initiate the discussion,

clan members and grains to be sold next year, we can barely feed a hundred thousand people. Meanwhile, the Tang Clan has at least a million tons of new gram in storage. How much worse could it get?” said Mi Hu, the leader of the clan, who didn’t even treat his own son with

make Mizhu realize how

of grains, that’s a fact. But, do we really need that much grain to accommodate the refugees?” Everyone was taken aback and asked, “How do we accommodate refugees without enough food supplies? Even if we forcefully get them on board, won’t they

catties of bran and pack them in bags.

wheat and millet,

idea was to let people eat animal

couldn’t understand his strategy, because if the old grain was mixed with bran, some ordinary people who had nowhere else to turn might get on board.

“What about those warriors?”

certainly take some new and old grains to attract refugees to

use some new grains mixed with old grams and label them as fine grains, it will be enough to get by. As for the refugees, we will feed them old grains and bran. In this way,

Tang Clan.”

nodded, quite satisfied with Mizhu’s strategy. But Mi Hu knew another issue lay

masters of waterways, the Wancheng Treasure Ship rightfully earned its title as the peak of warships. It could travel at a speed of forty nautical miles per hour, meaning it could cover one thousand five hundred miles in twenty-four hours. This implied that distances spanning thousands of miles, which seemed daunting to others, were only a matter of seven or eight days for the treasure

refugees would take a lot of time, and the first round of collection and return was estimated to

the spring, the Mi Clan had about three months to gather refugees. It was forecasted that several

great strain on Xihng’s food resources. The clan leader and Mizhu could overlook this, but as the head of the

crop yield is for people in Xiling.” Mi Hu was worried. Faced with the sudden surge in population, the food supply may

coldness, “The grain of the Mi Clan has to first feed the people of the Mi Clan. If we don’t sell, is anyone