Chapter 404: Chapter 403: Food Shortage
The Speakers of these settler communities looked at each other in dismay.
A bearded Speaker, perhaps worried that prolonged silence would displease Lv Bai, nervously raised his hand.
After receiving Lv Bai’s permission, he finally spoke up: "Brother, those aliens definitely wouldn’t tell us such things..."
Although Lv Bai still wore a smiling expression, the bearded Speaker felt a chill down his spine and hastily continued: "But I know how many of those so-called Mona Warriors there are."
At the beginning, the existence of the Mona Warriors was more like a monument erected by the Monan People to prove to humans that following them would lead to prosperous days.
Of course, as things progressed, the Monan People discovered that these Mona Warriors were actually quite useful.
After all, the recruitment threshold was high enough, even among Death Fighters, they were the elite of the elite.
Pulling away a batch of top human elites, in a certain sense, could also suppress human development.
Thus, the system of Mona Warriors was retained; whenever a new Mona Warrior was born, it would be announced to all the communities, basically equivalent to an "all-server broadcast."
This not only satisfied the honor needs of the Mona Warriors but also sparked a desire among the community members to become Mona Warriors.
It is worth mentioning that no matter how fanatically those Mona Warrior converts behaved, the Monan People themselves were always wary of humans.
Therefore, the number of Mona Warriors never exceeded three digits for long.
Once the number of Mona Warriors increased, a portion would be extracted, treated as Clones, and reasonably dispensed with.
Of course, to not affect the grand image of the Mona Civilization in the Mona Warriors’ hearts, such actions would never be explicitly stated.
"Excluding the three Mona Warriors I took out earlier, there are seventy-eight Mona Warriors left, right?"
Lv Bai nodded thoughtfully.
According to these community Speakers, Mona Warriors were essentially zealots who despised their human identity, making interactions with them even more troublesome than with real Monan People.
Without accident, Lv Bai would surely have to face these Monan cannon fodders.
However, unless they actively gathered together, Lv Bai indeed had little interest in seeking out each of these so-called Mona Warriors one by one.
Considering Earth’s vast size, these Mona Warriors were stationed worldwide; even traveling thousands of kilometers might not bring one into contact with a Mona Warrior.
Lv Bai waited for over an hour, yet to his surprise, everything was calm during this time.
It seemed losing an interstellar battleship pained the Monan People and no further movements had occurred.
Unable to reach the Monan People, Lv Bai decided to take these individuals away with him.
Riding several operational flying cars, he returned to the settlement where Dabiao originally resided.
During this period, Lv Bai remained alert to potential Monan attacks.
Yet still, none occurred, not a single Monan appeared, not even those Mona Warriors deemed worthless by the Monan People.
Under such circumstances, Lv Bai, even if he wished to learn something from the Monan People, had no opportunity.
Using Wind Manipulation, he reached the top of the stadium and sat down; it was around sunset.
Lv Bai seemed to reflect at this point.
Given the importance the Monan People placed on the Deathmatch System, they would certainly not tolerate an anomaly like Lv Bai.
Yet surprisingly, he had spent almost half a day in peace, and it seemed this tranquility would continue.
This was very odd indeed.
The power he displayed was not weak, but not to the extent that the Monan People wouldn’t dare move against him, was it?
With the importance emphasized yet no action taken, it seemed only one explanation remained.
"Alright, it seems..."
Lv Bai casually gazed at the starry sky, as if through the immense distance, he could see the rapidly approaching Monan interstellar fleet: "...the forces deployed by the Monan People on Earth aren’t many after all."
"Boss."
Dabiao brought a wooden ladder, climbing to where Lv Bai was situated, cautiously inquiring: "Boss, we’re running low on food."
White-robed Monan People governed nine settler communities.
Having all nine community Speakers follow Lv Bai meant any problems naturally had to be addressed to Lv Bai.
In the eyes of these Speakers, Monan retaliation and decisions were secondary.
The immediate priority was to consider the issue of food.
Among the nine settler communities, the population varied.
But even the smallest had over a thousand people, with the total population exceeding twenty thousand and near thirty thousand across the nine communities.
With so many mouths waiting to be fed, no matter how conservatively they ate, the food consumption per meal was quite staggering.
The main issue was that, because the White-robed Monan People consistently provided food and didn’t allow them to collect or grow food themselves, these community members had no habit of storing food.
Even if everyone could immediately become the most professional old farmers and had sufficient seeds, the existing food wouldn’t sustain them until the crops matured for harvest.
Upon hearing this, Lv Bai nodded.
He couldn’t conjure up food on the spot, but he knew where to find food.
He said to Dabiao: "Go gather all the Speakers, I have something to discuss with them."
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"Boss, did I hear correctly? Are you saying you want us to consolidate the population from all the communities into one?"
The bearded Speaker looked troubled.
After this half-day of interaction, Lv Bai also learned this man’s name; everyone generally called him Old Huang, and he controlled the largest community among the nine, with a population of nearly ten thousand.
That said, these Speakers present were not surprised by Lv Bai’s order; if they were in Lv Bai’s position, their first reaction would also be to gather the forces under their control.
Nevertheless, this involved relocating thousands of people, unquestionably a large-scale project, especially amidst a food shortage.
Lv Bai chuckled: "Just communicate the matter, you all, I have other plans."
His gaze was gentle, yet as it swept over these Speakers, they all lowered their heads, avoiding his eyes in fear.
"Dare I ask, Boss, what do you have in mind for us?" Dabiao finally stood up to play the role of the sidekick.
"Didn’t you mention the food shortage? I’m planning to take you all to gather some food back."
"Where can we possibly gather so much food?"
Lv Bai looked down at the ground, as if uttering some kind of nonsensical dialogue.
"Where there’s food, we’ll gather it from there."
