Upon returning to the surface, Ling and Qiqi went straight to the city. As the city's landscape, looming high spires were visible to their eyes, an unusual sight soon welcomed them, the city outskirts which was only a boring meadow now had turned into acres upon acres of croplands.
Each plot of the soils planted with various types of medical herbs that could be very useful for cultivation. Ling also noticed there were many new faces who worked on the croplands.
'Immigrants? Did Xu Yuan bring more manpower to the island while I am busy exploring and mapping the dungeon?'
Curious, Ling Zhao approached the group of workers who were tending the sprouting seeds just by the side of the main road.
One guy wearing a big floppy hat flinched as he recognized Ling Zhao and Qiqi walking towards them under the searing hot day.
"G-good of afternoon, Your Majesty." Said the tanned guy, his voice was heavy and rasp, very resembling his big and burly stature.
