If Xu Shuhui had not taken away those powerful spirit beasts from the mansion, perhaps they could have organized a transport team that could fly, but now the Spirit Beast Garden in the mansion was left with only a few kittens, and wanting to do such a feat was beyond their abilities. As a steward who had managed the affairs of the mansion for over fifteen years, Chang Fu couldn't think of any other method to procure grain.
Given the current scenes of massive floods outside, except for the warriors of the Fierce Realm, it was almost impossible for anyone to move a step. Even some small warships could easily be hit by a giant tree carried by the flood if they were not careful, opening up a huge hole. Under such circumstances, finding enough food to feed a million people was like a fool's dream.
Looking at the disbelieving expression on Chang Fu's face, Tang Luo felt that he needed to impart some knowledge to his family.
