Importing food would only resolve whatever urgent situation was at hand. But what Milo was doing now was seeking a more stable and prosperous future for the Northwest.
As the director of the Policy Research Office, Emeka knew well the difference between the two.
Milo said to Bruce, “Of course, it’s not like everyone can take on as many contracts as they like, or choose whichever plot of land that they want. We have to play a macro role in this. So drawing the borders of land is of utmost importance. Not only do we have to draw a map, but we also have to know which are the fertile and barren plots.”
“Future Commander, don’t worry. I’ll definitely complete the mission within half a month,” Bruce said.
Milo nodded and said to the Great Hoodwinker, “Since we want everyone to venture out into the wilderness to reclaim the wastelands, we have to ensure that it’ll be safe. Deploy Stowe and have Magnus and the others bring him over and activate his radar power while they clear the entire wilderness of any danger...”
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