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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.

Tang Clan, and with winter approaching, there wouldn’t be a new harvest until the following spring. Although the Mi Clan had plenty of refined grains in storage, it wouldn’t be enough to accommodate the large influx

the present Tang and Mi Clan, growth in population equated to

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

the refugees. Even if that couldn’t be done, they needed to prevent the Tang Clan from accepting

around at everyone and decided to initiate the discussion, The situation is

the grain consumption of our 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

to make Mizhu realize how

Tang Clan would prepare so early, putting the Mi Clan in a passive situation. Mizhu nodded calmly, “We do have a shortage 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

with a hundred catties of bran and pack them in bags.

wheat and millet, usually used as

let people eat animal feed to survive and

his strategy, because if the old grain was mixed with bran, some ordinary people who had nowhere else to turn might get

“What about those warriors?”

“We will certainly take some new and old grains to attract refugees to get on board. I believe Tang Clan would do the

use some new grains mixed with old grams and label them as fine grains, it

Tang Clan.”

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

true 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

time, and the first round of collection

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

on Xihng’s food resources. The clan leader and Mizhu could overlook this, but as the head of the family, Mi Hu had to point

in Xiling.” Mi Hu was worried. Faced with the sudden surge in population, the food supply may not match the demand, meaning that several hundred

Mizhu cruelly smirked, his star-like eyes reflecting icy coldness, “The grain of the Mi Clan has to first feed the people of