Stronghold 73 was located at the intersection of three rivers in the south of the Central Plains, but come every summer, the blazing hot sun in the sky would vaporize the water in the river.
When the seasonal plum rain passed over the middle and lower reaches of the river, the high atmospheric pressure system would affect airflow in the lower altitudes and inhibit rain clouds from forming, leading to summer droughts as the surface temperatures reached extreme highs.
As such, Stronghold 73 was also known as “The Furnace”.
In an official residence on the north side of Padjajaran Avenue, some people were arguing endlessly in a clan meeting that was in progress. More than a dozen luxury cars were parked in the square outside the official residence. The chauffeurs were standing in a corner smoking and chatting as they waited for the big shots to come out.
Inside the conference room, someone said in a loud voice, “The Reid clan in the north has already opened up their trade route with the Northwest. If we let them carry on developing, wouldn’t that make us sitting ducks?”
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