[Fan Qing went to talk to them about dividing the land.]
[Seven days later, the logistics troops increased by a thousand men, all strong and healthy. Those who chose to venture out sought safe routes. Once secured, they planned to lead the elderly and the young to safety.]
[They took dry food made from grain and, with that expression, told me not to worry about their sustenance. As long as they could find a place without heavy taxes, they would be content. They were all hard-working and willing to exert themselves tirelessly.]
[As long as they had something to eat, they wouldn't run away.]
[I couldn't abandon them.]
[But holy shit! 6,500 people now. What, do people grow on trees in the forest?]
[Lately, my brain feels like it can't take much more.]
[My leadership ability may be capped at 6,500 people. If it increases by even one more, I'll die right in front of Fan Qing—I'll die under his watch!]
Day eighteen
