Inside a makeshift tent one kilometer away from the mysterious building.
It was almost midnight. With the bright lights still lit, Chen Shen sat at his desk with his head buried in official village documents.
The steady development of a thousand-people community was an easy task in the era of civilization.
A village chief would not have many duties apart from maintaining a general direction of development and could simply enjoy life as technological advances would drive the growth.
However, the concept of a village chief was completely different and even had several times more responsibility in the doomsday wasteland.
The village chief of Hope Village was tasked with managing every minor conflict in the village and arranging the daily work of each individual in a very meticulous manner.
