Another half-month passed by.
A shelter situated a hundred kilometers from Stellarburg housed tens of thousands of people, forming a modestly sized township.
Rudimentary defenses constructed from stones and discarded trash encircled the shelter.
Most buildings within were shanty houses and metal shacks, with dirt roads running between them.
Occasionally, residents could be seen walking these roads, most appearing malnourished and dressed in tattered clothes, resembling beggars.
In the various safe zones across the Federal, many such shelters existed.
The majority residing here were refugees and wanderers without citizenship, unable to live within the city, forced to dwell amidst the perilous wilderness.
Not only facing a scarcity of resources but also the constant threat of monsters and Wanderers.
This shelter was considered somewhat fortunate, having a bronze-tier awakener to deter most dangers.
