After Xu Qianghua left the cultivation hall, he strolled through the city, admiring the citizens' progress. Everywhere he looked, he saw signs of a thriving community.
This would have seemed impossible just a year ago, as many of these people were either frantically searching for resources to cultivate or huddled somewhere safe, praying they could return to their old world.
But now, they no longer had the obsession with cultivation or the fear they felt before, mainly because they realized that neither would give them what they wanted.
Instead, they started to build their own peaceful lives and began to enjoy it, which was a good thing for them, as any kind of conflict could disrupt this delicate balance.
After a few hours of wandering around the city, he made his way toward the city's outskirts. During this time, Xu Qianghua reflected on the year's developments.
