Chixian City is making every effort to accommodate the refugees, a decision made after thorough research by the core administration.

Chixian City covers an area of about sixteen square kilometers, which is actually larger than many towns or even counties in Huaxia.

With a certain degree of optimization and improvement of the city's structure.

Even without medium-high-rise buildings of ten to twenty floors, it can easily accommodate about eighty thousand people within the city.

If some areas outside the city are cleared to set up temporary partitions or tents, accommodating an additional thirty thousand people is not a difficult task.

In the plan of the rabbits.

Drones and helicopters will be dispatched soon to search and explore the nearby areas—where the helicopter is publicly labeled as a newly refined 'Flying Ship'. Upon discovering refugee clusters, military trucks will be sent to gather them.

The search will continue until before the battle begins, with the initial target to accommodate more than thirty thousand refugees.

The current population of Chixian City is about fifteen thousand people (excluding the garrison outside the city). If it can expand to a total population of fifty to sixty thousand, many things will become much easier to handle.

For example, with more people, the labor force on construction sites will also increase—there are a total of three phases in the building plan of the Life Experiment Base, tasks that cannot be completed in a short time. The concern is not about having a lot of people but having too few.

Moreover.

The camp can arrange for this labor force to participate in the reconstruction of the old city to further expand the capacity of Chixian City, planning for future development.

The rabbits could even gradually attempt to introduce some production lines, aided by the camp support, thus fostering Chixian City into a closed-loop ecosystem of production and sales.

To put it bluntly.

Even if fifty thousand refugees are brought in to strip tea needles transported from home, it is profitable—simply because labor is extremely cheap.

As the construction site and Chixian City began accepting refugees simultaneously.

Shi Zehong led a young warrior to a slope outside the city.

The young warrior was not tall, with two ruddy highland marks on his cheeks, holding a bag with his left hand.

This young warrior once knelt facing Zhao Qianju in the construction site cafeteria, and he also stood guard on the opening day of the Happiness Supermarket.

He came from a border defense team in Southern Tibet, and his name was Wei Siyuan.

He also had a brother, named Wei Siming.

"According to the Wei family genealogy, Comrade Wei Siming unfortunately failed when breaking through to the Core Formation Realm in Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment, leaving only some ashes from the tribulation."

While leading the way, Shi Zehong said to Wei Siyuan with a heavy face:

"Following the words of Comrade Wei Siming before crossing his tribulation, his eldest son Wei Jizhong enshrined his military insignia, clothes, and other relics in the family shrine.

And collected his ashes, buried on this small hill outside the city.

According to Comrade Wei Siming, this is where the bus first arrived, so...

it's also the place closest to Huaxia in his heart."

After speaking, Shi Zehong pointed to an empty spot ahead and said, "Comrade Siyuan, there is Comrade Wei Siming's tombstone. I'll go smoke elsewhere, just call me when you're done."

Wei Siyuan thanked him, "Thank you, Director Shi."

After watching Shi Zehong leave, Wei Siyuan withdrew his gaze and slowly walked up to the tombstone.

This was a somewhat low small grave, the tombstone made of ordinary stone, looked unremarkable.

The surroundings of the grave were in a desolate wilderness, very quiet.

Besides the occasional birdsong, there were no other sounds.

At this moment, Wei Siyuan's eyes tightly focused on a few Chinese characters on the tombstone:

[Tomb of the Huaxia Border Warrior Wei Siming].

He let out a light sigh.

He gently leaned over, brushing away a withered leaf covering the tombstone:

"Bro, long time no see."

After the greeting, he opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment.

No sound was immediately made.

He seemed to be thinking about what to say.

About ten seconds of consideration later, Wei Siyuan simply sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly reminiscing about the past:

"Bro, did you know, it's been fourteen years since you left us.

When we first heard the news of your disappearance, our whole family was dumbstruck.

I was eight that year, and I couldn't believe that my brother, who taught me to blow up cow dung, just... disappeared?

Dad quit a thirty-year smoking habit out of grief, and Mom's hair turned white overnight with worry.

They sat at the millstone by the village entrance every day, wistfully watching the little path you used to take home.

Waiting and waiting, waiting and waiting.

But you never returned.

On that night of the lunar New Year of '09, amidst the endless fireworks, Mom cried in Dad's arms, shouting that she had lost her son.

Our family didn't sleep at all that night during the New Year.

No matter how lively it was outside, our hearts were that cold.

It took our whole family a long, long time to gradually accept the fact that you were gone.

But who would have thought....

You actually traveled through time.

And became the founding ancestor of a family, with now hundreds of descendants.

Initially, when that terrifyingly influential leader told me this news, I could hardly believe it.

It wasn't until I arrived in the Damo Realm....

What can I say....

My brother, the one I admired most as a kid, truly has skills!

But I also know, though you had skills, to create such a large family, you must have endured a lot of hardships, right?

I heard that when you were in Yaoye, you were pursued by a mudfish spirit?

Hehe, who asked you to catch so many mudfish when you were young, it's karma, isn't it?"

After jokingly saying the last sentence, Wei Siyuan paused, then continued:

"Bro, a joke is a joke.

Everything you and Teacher Cheng did in the Damo Realm, I've heard about from Director Shi and the others.

Let me tell you about myself as well, it's been fourteen years.... oh no, more than a hundred years since you've seen me.

Three years ago on home soil, in 2019, I enlisted.

I also joined the border defense system.

Back then, Dad told me, 'The country never treated us poorly after your brother left. Now that you're grown, you should do what your brother didn't finish.'

So Dad thought it was him who forced me to choose the troop.

Hehe, secretly told you...

In fact, the day before he told me, I had already filled out the application form~

The unit your team was stationed at was a border point on the Sichuan-Tibet line, so I thought, as the younger brother I couldn't be worse than the elder brother, and directly went to Southern Tibet.

Secretly telling you another thing, over the three years I've earned two third-class merits.

Too bad you traveled too early, otherwise, I'd send you a 'cool pose with crossed arms' meme now."

A gentle breeze blew, making Wei Siyuan's voice gradually heavy:

"Bro, did you know?

In these years since you left, our nation has developed very fast.

The train from our hometown now reaches Modu directly; no need for the green train transfer through Ji City.

And our Chang'e has even managed to collect soil from the moon.

Even at the negotiation table, we can arm wrestle with the eagle."

As he spoke, a tear fell from the young warrior's eye:

"But.... you can't see any of this...."

He wiped his tear, then took a small box out of the bag he was carrying, gently placing it in front of the tombstone:

"Bro, these are your favorite Langya dumplings, cabbage stuffed, made by Mom's own hands.

The dumplings were just frozen as soon as they arrived in the Damo Realm, I boiled them before coming here, and they're still warm.

Rest assured about family matters, Dad and Mom are taken care of by the state, and the younger sister is doing well too."

Another gentle breeze swept by, rustling the surrounding bushes making a rustling sound.

Wei Siyuan seemed to have realized something, quickly stood up from the ground, and solemnly saluted the tombstone:

"Bro, I've read the letter you left, I know what you were concerned about.

Did you know, Elder Wang even called you the backbone of our nation that day.

Rest assured, I will never let your and the other predecessors' efforts go to waste.

This is the place closest to home, Bro, I promise you!

Our Huaxia never lacks backbone, never did in the past, doesn't now, and never will!"

No sooner had his words dropped.

Another gentle breeze blew, lightly brushing through Wei Siyuan's saluting right hand.

This breeze's touch was distinct, as if human.

A green leaf flew up with the wind, making a leisurely twirl before Wei Siyuan's eyes.

As if the soul of a pioneer departed a century ago had returned, the spirit stood silently before his brother, saluting from afar.....

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