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.

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

growth in population equated

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

this emergency meeting was to find a viable solution to accommodate the refugees. Even if that couldn’t be done, they needed to prevent the Tang Clan from accepting

initiate the discussion, The situation is not as severe

has at least a million

Mizhu realize how pressing the situation

we accommodate refugees without enough food supplies? Even if we forcefully get them on board, won’t they starve without food? What we need are warriors, not slaves.” “New grain? Old grain? Or grain mixed with bran?

old grain with a hundred catties of bran and pack them in bags. Who’s to say that’s not

is the husk of wheat and millet, usually used as animal

people eat animal feed to survive and reduce gram

to turn might get on board. But how would they convince the

“What about those warriors?”

explained, “We will certainly take some new and old grains to attract refugees to get on board. I believe

are limited in number. Even if we 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, we will not fall behind

Tang Clan.”

with Mizhu’s strategy. But Mi Hu knew

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

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

about three months to gather refugees. It was forecasted that several hundred thousand refugees

Xihng’s food resources. The clan leader and Mizhu could

current crop yield is for people in Xiling.” Mi Hu was worried. Faced with the sudden surge in population, the food supply may not match the

should the Mi Clan care?” Mizhu cruelly smirked, his star-like eyes reflecting icy coldness, “The grain of the Mi Clan has to first feed the people of the Mi Clan. If we don’t

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