Hearing Cao Guangzhi’s question, Liu Zaoxin couldn’t help but rub his forehead.
He had been pondering this problem all morning, but still hadn’t co up with any good solutions.
Not to ntion the residents who flooded in afterwards, even those who migrated before the mutated insect crisis had not yet been properly settled.
In Yang City, with a current population of 15 million, at least 5 million still didn’t have proper accommodations.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be a situation where people were camping in tents on the streets.
Now, with each influx of people, the burden on the entire city only got worse.
But the issue was that these residents couldn’t be ignored; if they disturbed the production order of Yang City, that would be a big problem.
Seeing Liu Zaoxin silent, Cao Guangzhi couldn’t help but say, "What if we just drove them away?"
"That won’t do!" Liu Zaoxin shook his head, "Most of those who co are ordinary citizens."
"The reason many have co to Yang City is that their houses collapsed during the earthquake, and they have nowhere else to live, hoping for a chance here."
"Moreover, the cost of hiring security companies to escort them has eaten up a lot of their savings, and simply driving them away isn’t proper."
Liu Zaoxin paused as if to convince himself, adding, "Besides, we just need to get through this period."
The intention from the national authorities was clear; Yang City would continue to expand and eventually beco a tropolis with the capacity for 50 million people.
Now, Yang City only had a population of 15 million. Even counting the cities that needed to be rged, it would be about 30 million, leaving room for 20 million more, enough to accommodate these people.
Cao Guangzhi couldn’t help but smile bitterly, "I know all this, but the problem is, that’s at least a few months away; currently, we simply can’t accommodate so many people!"
Liu Zaoxin paced in his office and said after a mont, "If I rember correctly, there’s a vacant lot in North City that hasn’t been earmarked for developnt, right?"
"Yes, that’s right!" Cao Guangzhi answered.
"Then arrange for a group of workers to go there and set up prefabricated houses, the simplest kind will do, to temporarily accommodate these residents," said Liu Zaoxin.
Cao Guangzhi first nodded, then shook his head, "Those prefab houses can only be a single story. Even if we fill up that vacant lot, at most it can house 1 million people. It definitely won’t be enough for the continuous inflow of people that will follow."
"I know." Liu Zaoxin rubbed his forehead as he thought, "First, let’s get these people settled. Then issue an announcent that those who co on their own will not receive free housing or a Yang City hukou, and many social benefits will be unavailable to them."
"Anyway, find a way to suppress this relocation craze. As for the rest, we can only take it one step at a ti."
Cao Guangzhi sighed, nodded, and quickly left to carry out the tasks.
...
As for Ye Feng on the other hand, he was without such troubles.
He practiced and added points, occasionally observing the people outside worshiping him.
If he noticed soone offering an especially large amount of Power of Faith, he would gift them a statue made from his roots.
Given the hardness of his roots, not to ntion ordinary steel, but even those high-strength alloys were not as durable as his roots.
Therefore, the statues made from his roots couldn’t be counterfeited, and naturally, the social status of those given a statue by him would be elevated.
This was another form of identity that Ye Feng granted them.
With this identity as a foundation, these people could more easily influence those around them to believe in the Dragon King.
Of course, these were the better outcos Ye Feng anticipated; whether that was the case and whether it could be achieved was another matter.
In essence, these were rely idle moves in the ga.
What Ye Feng was more concerned with was the growth of his own strength.
When the clock struck 11 o’clock, Ye Feng’s mood beca a little excited.
Because with continuous Evolution Points addition, his count had finally reached 6,000, aning he could now break through to the Mid-level Six.
Ye Feng didn’t rush to break through; he first opened the system panel for a glance, primarily checking the root length section.
His root length had increased from 18,500 ters, when he first broke through to the Sixth Order, to 24,500 ters, that is, 24.5 kiloters.
"First, let’s harvest so Spiritual Energy and see how much we can gain," Ye Feng said with so anticipation as he swiftly took action.
After all, the upcoming breakthrough would take up 6 hours, during which ti he couldn’t absorb Spiritual Energy. Not to harvest so now would be a huge loss.
Ye Feng’s powerful spiritual power was released without reservation, precisely controlling 606 roots to swiftly glide over each tree.
In just 5 minutes, the harvesting was complete.
Ye Feng glanced at his system panel, which now showed an additional 176,400 Spiritual Points.
Of course, Ye Feng now harvested Spiritual Energy every two hours, aning he could gather 88,200 Spiritual Points per hour on average.
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