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Zhao Yun placed the Ya Jiao Qiang back on his shoulder and laughed heartily, "Come on, Brother Gao Shun, I’ll take you to meet the immortals right away. By the way, the news you brought back is good news about Brother Dian Wei, isn’t it?"
Gao Shun felt a wave of joy wash over him and replied, "Yes, it's good news."
Zhao Yun let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this. If it was good news, then that was wonderful. His relationship with Dian Wei was quite good; they had initially clashed due to misunderstandings but later discovered that they were evenly matched in strength, leading to mutual admiration.
"Alright, let’s go!" Zhao Yun said as he led Gao Shun into the village.
Meanwhile, Yun Yi rode his trusted mount, a little pig, leisurely wandering around before returning to Zhao Family Village. He found this method of travel to be truly delightful. In this game world, there were very few animals that could serve as mounts, and the little pig not only ran steadily but could easily navigate uneven terrain as long as the height difference was no more than one meter.
The only minor drawback was that he had to constantly guide it with a Carrot Fishing Rod. If he ever let go of the rod, the pig's speed would significantly decrease. However, for Yun Yi, who was playing as Steve, this wasn't an issue at all; he felt no fatigue and could hold onto it without any burden.
For ordinary players, though, holding onto a Carrot Fishing Rod for extended periods could feel cumbersome. Nevertheless, compared to the exhausting effort of riding back and forth on horseback, guiding the little pig with a rod was far more pleasant.
Moreover, the pig's speed was comparable to that of horses in real life; at least it didn’t feel slow. While top-quality steeds in reality could run at speeds of fifty to sixty kilometers per hour, the little pig couldn’t quite match that pace. Its maximum speed was around thirty-five kilometers per hour.
However, the little pig had its unique advantages: it was incredibly enduring. It didn’t need to eat and wasn’t hindered by fatigue. As long as its rider could persist, the little pig could run indefinitely.
In reality, horses do not possess such characteristics. No matter how outstanding a steed may be, after several hours of continuous running, it must take a break to recover its stamina, often resting for a duration that exceeds the time spent running.
Before being able to breed horses in "Minecraft," piglets undoubtedly serve as an excellent substitute, providing convenience for players.
"Immortal, Immortal!"
From a distance came the call of Zhao An. He hurriedly approached from afar. The recent interactions had made Yun Yi quite familiar with Zhao An's personality. Unlike his younger siblings, such as Zhao Yun, Zhao Yu, and Zhao Niang, who would occasionally come to chat about daily life to alleviate their loneliness even without any particular reason, Zhao An was different. Unless there was something to discuss, he generally wouldn’t come to disturb anyone.
As Zhao An drew near, Yun Yi took the initiative to ask, "Is there something you need from me?"
Zhao An quickly replied, "Yes, Immortal. I indeed have an urgent matter I wish to discuss with you."
"Don't keep me in suspense; just say it directly," Yun Yi encouraged him.
Zhao An nodded in response. "The first issue is that we have too many incoming refugees. Although we have already freed up half of our houses for them to live in, the number of refugees arriving each day continues to increase. Even with several people sharing a single room, we still cannot provide accommodation for all the incoming refugees."
Zhao Family Village is quite substantial in scale, measuring three hundred meters in length and width, covering an area of one hundred thousand square meters—equivalent to a large modern community. However, modern communities typically consist of high-rise buildings that can accommodate thousands of residents without issue. In contrast, the houses in Zhao Family Village are all single-story structures. The only building exceeding two stories is the villa that Yun Yi built himself.
This is precisely the crux of the problem and the beginning of the challenge. Despite having a vast area, the actual number of residents it can accommodate remains limited.
Yun Yi gently patted Zhao An's shoulder and said, "You all have worked hard."
He then asked, "How many refugees have you received so far?"
Zhao An answered without hesitation, "It has already exceeded one thousand."
"That many?"
The entire Zhao Family Village only had a population of about seven to eight hundred. Yet, since the doors were opened to receive refugees, more than a thousand had arrived in just three days. The rate of increase was indeed astonishing.
It should be noted that the conditions at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty were far inferior to those of later times. Without communication equipment, information transmission was extremely difficult; it was impossible for people from a thousand miles away to learn quickly and rush here.
Thus, it could be concluded that most of the refugees likely came from nearby Zhengding County.
If such a small county could have so many refugees, one could only wonder how many displaced persons there would be across the entire Han Empire. It might truly be as vast as the stars in the sky.
Faced with such a massive refugee population, the Han Empire's court seemed indifferent, completely disregarding the lives and deaths of these people. This phenomenon undoubtedly indicated a sign of political decline.
The empire had rotted to its core, which was not surprising. Zhang Jiao would later be able to easily mobilize millions to resist this incompetent dynasty because the people could no longer endure their current living conditions.
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