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Wu Feng looked at Zhang Heng.

"Zhang Heng".

Zhang Heng quickly bowed and said, "Your subordinate is here."

"Continue to visit the scholars, talents, warriors, and local militia in the city. If you can persuade them, bring them over, offer them official positions, salaries, and benefits. If you can't persuade them, kidnap the scholars. As for the warriors and local militia, if they are willing to come, recruit them. If they are unwilling, don't force them, but register them to prevent them from being taken away by the Liao."

Zhang Heng nodded quickly, picked up the booklet from the table, opened it, and wrote a few notes on it.

"Yes, General. I understand."

Wu Feng hummed in agreement, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a steamed dumpling, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Wu Feng glanced at the group and waved his hand, "Alright, everyone go downstairs. Go about your own business."

Mu Lingyun stood up, clasped his hands in a salute, turned around and strode out of the front hall.

Han Yufeng stood up, clasped her hands in a salute, and turned to leave.

Zhang Heng also turned around and quickly walked out of the front hall.

The lobby fell silent.

Wu Feng leaned back in his chair, picked up the bowl of porridge, finished the rest of the porridge, and wiped his mouth with a cloth.

Li Hu was still sitting near the door, holding a bowl of porridge, slowly drinking it, and hadn't left.

Once the footsteps of Mu Lingyun and the others had completely faded into the distance, Li Hu put down his porridge bowl and looked up at Wu Feng.

He leaned back in his chair and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"If you suppress these powerful families like this, they might turn against us after we leave. Right now, they can't cause much trouble in the city. But once we lead our troops to attack Youzhou, Mozhou will be sparsely defended. These people have private armies, money, and connections. If they really want to cause trouble, it's not impossible. If we can't suppress them, we might have nowhere to retreat."

After listening, Wu Feng shook his head, his face expressionless.

"Don't worry," he said casually. "We've already got the resources in the city. Their treasure, food, cloth, and medicine are all in our warehouses. Their small private army can't cause any trouble."

He paused, leaned back in his chair, and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest twice.

"Besides, with so many of us, why should we be afraid of these aristocratic families' private armies? Leaving three thousand troops behind will be enough to deal with them."

Upon hearing this, Li Hu nodded but did not reply.

Wu Feng thought for a moment and then said, "However, to be on the safe side, you should expedite the process of having military players come and defend the city. It would be best to develop Mozhou City, as this will be beneficial for our future development. Mozhou City is larger than Yingzhou City, with more resources and a larger population. Once developed, it will become a major stronghold for us in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. In the future, when we attack other prefectures, we will rely on these strongholds for support."

Li Hu picked up the bowl of porridge, took a sip, put it down, and nodded.

"I've already arranged for them to come," he said decisively. "The message came last night, and they should arrive today. I've mobilized 30,000 men, all second- or third-rate military players, fully equipped and well-supplied. Once they arrive, they'll take over the defense of Mozhou City immediately. City defense, patrols, and maintaining order—all will be left to them."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng's eyes lit up.

"Thirty thousand people?" he asked.

Li Hu nodded: "Thirty thousand men. They're gathered from various military regions, all active duty, disciplined, and highly efficient. Although they're players, they're easier to manage than NPC soldiers. They won't cause trouble, they won't desert, and they won't surrender. They'll fight wherever you point them."

Wu Feng nodded.

With 30,000 people, at least the standard of third-rate martial artists, plus the discipline and execution of military players, their combat power is indeed formidable.

Among ordinary NPC soldiers, very few possess the strength of a third-rate martial artist.

Military players are different. Even if they have the attributes of a third-rate martial artist, they obey orders, are not afraid of death, do not surrender, and can grit their teeth and persevere in a losing battle.

Thirty thousand men are more than enough to defend Mozhou City.

"That's enough," Wu Feng said, his tone tinged with satisfaction. "With 30,000 men guarding Mozhou City, even if the Liao Kingdom counterattacks from Youzhou, we can hold them off. Plus the troops left behind by Mu Lingyun, our retreat is secure."

Li Hu nodded, picked up the bowl of porridge, finished the rest of the porridge, put the bowl down, and stood up.

"Alright, it's settled then. I'll go to the city gate to pick them up later and arrange the garrison. Tomorrow you'll go attack Youzhou, and I'll leave Mozhou City to my men."

Wu Feng also stood up and nodded.

"Go ahead and get busy. We're leaving first thing tomorrow morning, so make sure everything is ready today."

Li Hu responded, turned and walked out of the front hall, his footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor.

After seeing everyone off, Wu Feng stood up from the stone bench and returned to his room.

He closed the door and sat down on the bed.

He no longer cared about the management of Mozhou City.

Everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged. These things can be left to others to handle. The important thing is to focus on practicing your skills.

He took the Divine Wood King Cauldron out of his backpack and held it in his palm.

The cauldron was jet black and slightly cool to the touch. At a glance, it seemed to still have more than half of its poison stored up, enough for a while of training.

Take a deep breath and close your eyes.

With a slight thought, the true energy of the Vermilion Toad in his dantian surged and flowed slowly along his meridians.

[Toad Skill Proficiency +396]

One week, less than a minute.

The true energy washed over the meridians again and again, and the proficiency level gradually increased.

Wu Feng was immersed in cultivation.

The true energy of the Crimson Toad circulated continuously in its meridians, refining the poisonous power within the Divine Wood Cauldron.

Time passed during the practice.

The light outside the window changed from bright to dim yellow, and then from dim yellow to dark red.

As evening approached, Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, then he let out a long breath.

With a slight thought, he opened the skill bar and his gaze fell on the Toad Skill line.

[Zhu Ha Gong (Dacheng) (1411344/3600000)]

I have completed more than a thousand cycles of cultivation since this morning.

With a proficiency level of 1.4 million, Wu Feng looked at the number and nodded.

My cultivation speed is getting faster and faster. At this rate, I'll reach perfection in a few more days.

He got up from the bed, moved his wrists, and his knuckles cracked a few times.

Wu Feng walked to the table and sat down. With a slight thought, the operating interface unfolded before his eyes.

A semi-transparent light screen floated in mid-air as he opened the management interface of Mozhou City.

The situation in the city popped up one by one.

According to the population column, the original inhabitants numbered approximately 200,000, which is significantly more than the population of Yingzhou City, and the city itself is also larger than Yingzhou City.

The resources section lists substantial stocks of grain, timber, stone, and iron ingots.

The resources we collected from those powerful families alone will last us for a while.

The public security situation is still good.

There were no riots, disturbances, or major incidents.

Wu Feng flipped through the pages and read through all the sections.

No unexpected events occurred. Everything is operating normally.

He closed the management interface, leaned back in his chair, and stretched.

He picked up the kettle on the table, took a few sips of water, stood up, and walked to the bedside to sit down.

With a slight thought, the interface unfolded again, and I tapped "Logout" with my fingertip.

A flash of white light, and the hatch slowly slid open.

Wu Feng opened his eyes, sat up, and jumped out of the game pod, using the edge as leverage.

He landed on his feet, stretched his shoulders, picked up his phone from the table, and put it in his pocket.

He pushed open the bedroom door, went downstairs, and left the villa.