Chapter 44: Is This Where the Goddess Lives?

Xiao Moting withdrew his thoughts.

Currently, the Daye Army is reorganizing, and with the mountain roads frozen, they will not raise their troops to attack Daliang until the snow melts in half a month.

This means he has half a month of preparation time!

"Qin Zhan, seal the city gates. Do not let the refugees enter the city yet, to avoid the spread of the plague."

Boom!

The thick city gates closed.

A large group of ragged refugees threw themselves under the city walls, crying and begging the guards to open the gates.

"Please, let us through the pass!"

"We heard the Northern Frontier Camp has endless food. We beg the Prince to save us."

The refugees were originally commoners from the Xuancheng and Heyuan areas; among them were farmers, craftsmen, and blacksmiths...

But the barbarians had attacked, killing people and burning villages.

The villagers who escaped were left homeless, reduced to displaced persons.

The refugees had originally sought refuge at the nearest Heyuan County, but Xiao Rui refused to take them in and even ordered soldiers to use blades and spears to force them toward the Northern Frontier.

From Heyuan to the Northern Frontier is a journey of over five hundred li.

The refugees were already starving and thirsty, and many were sick; driven by blades and swords, they walked over five hundred li, and their conditions worsened.

Many of the weak and sick could not withstand the ordeal and died on the road.

Suddenly!

An elderly woman who had fallen ill collapsed on the ground and stopped breathing.

After the long journey, her body had reached its limit.

"Mother!"

"Grandma!"

A young man and a small child threw themselves over her, wailing heart-wrenchingly.

Xiao Dabao gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "In such cold weather, driving refugees to the Northern Frontier—how many people must die on this road... Xiao Rui is simply not human!"

Xiao Moting stood on the city ramparts, taking in the miserable sight of the refugees.

His brows furrowed tightly.

There are four million catties of grain in the camp, enough to feed the refugees.

But two-thirds of the over one hundred thousand Northern Frontier Army soldiers in the camp are old, weak, sick, or disabled; if the sickness spreads inside and causes an epidemic, even more people will die.

Furthermore, there is a fierce battle to be fought in half a month.

Qin Zhan sighed, "The nights before spring are the coldest. The refugees have nowhere to stay; I fear half of them will freeze to death by tomorrow morning."

Xiao Moting returned to his tent.

He cannot risk the Northern Frontier Army.

Qin Zhan, Xiao Dabao, and several other generals followed him silently; the miserable cries of the refugees drifted in from outside the city, and their hearts were heavy.

Xiao Moting told Bai Wei about this matter.

He felt low and poured his heart out to her.

Suddenly, he saw a line of text appear.

"Understood. Give me one day—no, half a day!"

"I will settle these refugees!"

Xiao Moting was shocked on the spot.

He held his breath, unable to believe his own eyes.

Half a day?

With so many refugees, even if the city gates were opened, they could not all be settled.

Yet Shennü Daren only needs half a day?

Is this a miracle?

Xiao Moting suppressed his surging emotions and turned around to say.

"Shennü Daren says that in half a day, she can settle the refugees."

As soon as he finished speaking, the several generals all gasped in shock!

These are tens of thousands of refugees!

How is that possible?

How could Shennü Daren possibly do it?

Even if they were building houses right now, there wouldn't be enough time!

Qin Zhan wore an expression of disbelief.

Even Xiao Dabao, who revered the Goddess the most, dared not believe it this time.

The several generals all looked skeptical.

Only Xiao Moting had a clear and firm gaze.

He believed in Bai Wei.

She had never broken a promise to him!

"Distribute rice balls and clean water to the refugees; do not let them starve to death."

"Use baskets to lower them from the city walls."

"Only distribute food; no one is allowed to enter the pass."

Just as Xiao Moting gave the order to distribute water and grain to the refugees.

Bai Wei had already driven the Recreational Vehicle to the outskirts of the city.

She knew from the murals that refugees were coming to Beijiang, so she had been searching online for countermeasures in advance, just in case.

The vehicle drove to the outskirts of the city.

On the open ground in the suburbs, row upon row of Fangcang stood, stretching as far as the eye could see.

At the entrance of the park, it was written "Shenshan Fangcang Inpatient Department," the lettering already mottled.

On the perimeter wall, a notice was posted.

"Processing second-hand container Fangcang, bulk orders get a discount."

Bai Wei parked the car on the side of the road and walked into the park.

This place used to be a Fangcang Hospital, having saved tens of thousands of patients.

But now, it was empty and desolate.

One gray container after another was placed neatly on the open ground, covered in dust.

The person in charge walked out, looking over in surprise.

"Are you the one who called me saying you wanted to buy Fangcang?"

"Yes, it's me." Bai Wei nodded; she had called the person in charge before coming. "May I take a look?"

"Sure, sure." The person in charge reminded her, "We don't have movers, you'll have to transport them yourself."

"No problem."

Bai Wei did not need movers.

She pushed open the door of one Fangcang.

The facilities inside the room had all been cleared out.

The indoor area was about forty square meters, the floor was level, there was an aluminum alloy glass window, and there were ventilation ducts.

The walls were also lined with thermal insulation foam boards, capable of resisting severe cold.

She nodded with satisfaction.

"Give me a twenty percent discount, I'll take them all, and I'll handle the transport myself."

The person in charge was stunned, the mobile phone in his hand dropping straight to the ground.

"Boss, I... I... let me calculate..."

A Fangcang cost ten thousand yuan each, and with the discount, it was eight thousand.

Bai Wei paid four million in one go, bought all five hundred Fangcang, and said she would come to move them at night.

Five hundred Fangcang were massive in volume.

If they disappeared out of thin air, it would certainly terrify people.

After Bai Wei finished the payment, while it was not yet dark, she called a nearby bedding factory and bought out all the over seven thousand cotton quilts, pillows, bed sheets, and duvet covers piled up in their Warehouse in one go.

With the inventory cleared out all at once, the boss was so happy he couldn't even speak clearly.

Plastic basins, plastic buckets... she had to have those too.

To solve the most basic living needs, these things were enough.

Bai Wei had the bosses of these factories transport all the goods to the Fangcang park, added five thousand in moving fees, and had the workers put the quilts, pillows, water buckets... into the five hundred Fangcang respectively.

As for grain, Bai Wei wouldn't buy any; there were still millions of catties in Xiao Moting's granary, enough to eat!

The Fangcang were too large in volume; although they were individual containers, the quantity was too great.

She still had to save her Mental Power to use for Teleportation.

Bai Wei spent the afternoon sweeping up goods, and seeing that the time was about right, she drove the Recreational Vehicle back to the Fangcang park.

She parked the Recreational Vehicle inside the park, aligning the wardrobe with the Fangcang one by one.

Preparing for Teleportation.

Fengsha Pass.

The sky gradually turned dark, and the temperature grew cold.

Xiao Moting led his troops and horses to move the wardrobe outside Fengsha Pass, onto a flat stretch of wilderness.

This was Bai Wei's request.

Xiao Dabao was shivering, hugging his arms, and walked forward, peeking around, "Shennü Daren, she wouldn't be thinking of molding a house out of mud..."

Before he could finish speaking!

Bang!

A huge, gray, rectangular giant house appeared out of thin air in front of the few people.

Xiao Dabao was almost crushed under the giant house, so scared he scrambled away.

"This... this... what is this?"

"Shennü Daren, Xiao Dabao was wrong, I shouldn't have doubted you, please don't use your magic treasure to flatten me."

Xiao Moting examined it carefully and discovered that the giant house had doors and windows, so he immediately walked forward and pulled open the main door.

The few generals behind him saw the scene inside the house and immediately gasped.

"Could it be that this is where Shennü Daren lives?

"Heavens... this house is just too comfortable, isn't it?"