Ibro felt excited. What he really lacked was population. He needed to raise huge armies and make his village bigger. He desperately needed population desperately.
If this game was really this serious, then he had to take this issue more seriously.
"Where are these detention posts?"
"There is one here my lord. You only need to pour some blood into this heart and insert it into the ground. Then you will get the available population here."
Ibro thought her words were really weird so he asked:
"What is the relation between these people here and the monsters? Are these monsters their guardians?"
"Guardians? These people are those monsters' food. When the food was finished, these monsters moved to the surface to hunt the villages on the surface for food."
