Chapter 1421: Set up a charter and help the territory!(2/2)
"But there are still these four territories left. Let's see who has the spare capacity and help out."
Frutus deliberately chooses one and sets an example.
However, it seems that the selection of these four small territories with a population of less than 1,000 people is simply troublesome.
These four lords seem to be mentally ill.
Everyone else is thinking about how to develop in a hurry and can't wait to encircle more farmland into the territory.
As for them, all of them were greedy for life and afraid of death, so they chose to rely on the geographical location for construction.
Especially the most outrageous Dragon Palace territory. You built the territory on a gravel island surrounded by tributaries of the Dragon Immortal River. There is no way to grow crops, and there are no precious minerals to mine.
Now, to build a residential house, you have to drive a sampan to other places outside the island to cut down wood and bring it back.
Why is it necessary? Are you crazy?
Speechless.
There's no way to evaluate it at all.
The other lords frowned and looked at it, and had similar thoughts to Frutus.
It is really difficult for them to gather survivors in these small territories that are not engaged in production.
Maybe within these territories, they don’t have enough food left to last until the autumn harvest.
If we are forced to accept some survivors who don't have much supplies left, or who have no supplies at all, then Liangliang will be disbanded.
Assuming that assistance is achieved, they must actually donate some materials, so that they may be able to support the autumn harvest.
But having said that, this act of giving away materials for free without any possibility of reward is the same as going outside the checkpoint to gather a group of survivors who are waiting for free prostitution?
The latter may be better and can also obtain a group of labor force.
"Why don't we leave these four territories alone and let them develop on their own? You see, they don't have the ability to accept survivors, right?"
"That's what I think too. It's all a territory with a few hundred people. If you accept a few hundred people, it will double the size. You can't let them accept thousands of people ten times, right?"
"We also have to think about these lords, and we can't just think about our own convenience, right?"
"There aren't even four. Maybe they will disband on their own in a few days?"
No one agrees, no one agrees.
Frutus originally thought about forcibly assigning them according to the size of the federal territories, and let the territories ranked fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh each claim one, but then he thought that he was not willing to accept such a drag bottle, what if he set an example for the other party?
It's not like shooting yourself in the foot.
"Since everyone thinks so, let's exclude these four territories in the first wave and let them choose on their own."
"Of course, if there are any lords who want to help in the future, they can also come to me to report. There may be more territories established around us in the future. We can't give up every time because of the scale."
Once it was decided, there was a chorus of agreement in the audience.
After taking away the information belonging to the territory they were assisting, the lords chatted for a while and began to leave one after another.
Compared with the territory's current reforms, industrial development, and the impact of game version changes, recruiting refugees can only be said to be a trivial matter.
That is to say, these people are blocked at the gate, and they are qualified to be brought to the conference room for discussion today.
"Mr. Musk, do you need these four pieces of information? If not, I will take them away?"
The staff walked in and found the information on the four territories that had not been taken away, and began to inquire one by one.
Everyone who was asked refused immediately.
"Well please take it away."
Musk pondered for a moment, and of course he had no interest in these four territories where technology could not be developed.
Even if this boulder territory is next to the 'Tyrell Territory' he chose, he doesn't have time to divert there to investigate.
There shouldn’t be too many things to do next.
Since choosing the route, most of his energy has been transferred to this mysterious power.
After getting up and taking away the information about Tyrell's territory, Musk turned and left.
Outside the conference room door.
Many of the secretaries brought by the lords have left, and only a few people are still sitting on the rows of chairs waiting.
Seeing Musk coming out, a Chinese man stood up immediately.
"It's another troublesome thing. We still have to find time to go over and inspect it. I'm afraid it will waste a lot of time."
Musk shook his head and reached out to hand over the information: "Mr. Guo Bulu, it seems that you need to speed up the development of your ruin detector."
"Understood, sir, in fact I am already accelerating!"
Chapter completed!