"Send a few Barbarian Soldiers to keep watch here in turns. As soon as the boundary where the plants wither crosses the flags I planted, report to me immediately."
Ba Shan and Bachuan quickly said, "Yes, Shaman Lord."
Afterward, Mo Hua returned to the Shugu subset.
The spread of the famine temporarily stopped. Although it's unknown when it will continue to spread, at least for now, there's a little breathing room.
Otherwise, they would have to evacuate soon.
This Shugu subset would have to be completely abandoned.
As for the people within the Shugu tribe, no need to think, they definitely won't leave with them. Thus, this subset of tens of thousands will surely perish in this famine.
And once enough people die in the famine...
Mo Hua couldn't figure out what would happen afterward.
Signs of rise and fall always have a beginning.
Fortune and misfortune manifest in moral traits.
Mo Hua could only vaguely guess that this absolutely couldn't be a good omen.
