When Fang Fan heard this number, he suddenly looked at Li Mo.
"Lord, although it is difficult for people to accept it, there are really only 3,249,872 people."
"Then are you sure this is the entire territory of Yuzhou? Is the terrain too complicated and some areas were too lazy to be searched?
It's okay, just say it and I won't blame you."
Li Mo closed his slightly red eyes, took a deep breath, and said with a heavy voice.
"Lord, I will personally follow up on the entire plan. I can confirm that there is no human settlement in Yuzhou with a population of over 10,000."
call out!
A strong wind passed by, and Fang Fan appeared in front of Li Mo instantly.
"I will not talk about the advent of the Three Kingdoms for now, but I will talk about the current world. The entire Yuzhou population of nearly 10 million before the end of the world is only a fraction like this? A mere three million?"
"There should be about 7 million to 9 million people who survived, and quite a few of them knew they were invincible when we advanced the plan, but were unwilling to surrender, so they left Yuzhou with the population.
In particular, several major princes, including Yuan Shu, chose to avoid our attack and took away a large number of people."
"So basically only one out of ten people survives?"
Fang Fan slumped on the chair helplessly, his eyes a little dim.
Li Mo slowly raised his head after hearing this.
"Not every place has a lord.
Yes, it is easy to deal with in the early stage. Although the mutated beast looks very powerful, the transformation from a house cat to a leopard, although terrifying, is actually just a hollow frame and cannot display its true strength matching its size.
So in fact, not many people died at that time, and they could be killed with a handful of blood.
Later, when the mutant beasts became familiar with their own strength and then gathered into groups, their individual strength became meager when the group appeared. At that time, everyone gathered together to resist.
But you really have to meet the right people, gather together to get another person to talk to, and have your own power concentrated to survive in that kind of environment with clenched fists.
At this time, the half in power is the most powerful, but strength really does not represent character, ability, or morality.
The possibility that the strongest person happens to be a qualified manager is really low. Originally, this situation would only take a period of time for the transfer of power to occur.
But just when they had just adapted, started fighting for power, arguing for rights, and transferring power to better people, the second major change occurred, and the beast wave set off turned inconspicuous detailed errors into fatal loopholes.
Facing the beast tide is different from the war of the same clan. Even if the war of the same clan is defeated, the massacre of the city is rare.
This is a foreign race. Once they are defeated and the city is broken, those who have lost their defense will be directly exposed. They will eventually fall into the beast tide and become the prey of the foreign race. No one can escape.
Even if they escaped, they would not be able to cross the long distance to another human territory alone, and most of them would die miserably on the way.
The first great change of heaven and earth, the second great change of heaven and earth, and the third great change of heaven and earth are like a sieve, sifting through the human race over and over..."
As he spoke, Li Mo's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Okay, you can go out."
"again and again."
"You go out and let me calm down. Jia Jun can go out too."
"Yes, lord."
Li Mo slowly retreated, and Tang Jiajun also left silently. Fang Fan was the only one left on the third floor of the City Lord's Mansion, and the entire floor was filled with deathly silence.
Ninety million...nine million...
This was a tragedy that Fang Fan had never imagined. Fang Fan had known long ago that many people would die due to the heavy casualties, the continuous great changes in the world, and the infestation of cruel mutant beasts.
But Fang Fan thought, people are tenacious, just like him, they will not let go of a chance of life, like a weed, they can survive anywhere.
Many people died?
Well, many, many people will die, generally five out of ten. This is unprecedentedly tragic, right?
Then Yuzhou must have at least 30 to 50 million.
But Fang Fan really didn't expect that the reality was much crueler than imagined. Not to mention 30 to 50 million, 10 million didn't arrive, and even 9 million didn't arrive.
More than 90 million people, and nearly 10 million people, only a fraction survived.
Nine and a half out of ten died.
"Ha ha ha ha ha."
Fang Fan smiled miserably, and he suddenly realized how insignificant what he had done was.
He risked his life to survive three million people.
"Isn't this a great achievement? Living three million people, I should be recorded in the annals of history and leave a name throughout the ages, right?
But why am I still not satisfied? Why am I still not satisfied at all?
Why do I still want to slap myself hard and scold myself?"
Fang Fan murmured to himself.
The deaths of these 90 million people have nothing to do with Fang Fan, and cannot affect Fang Fan in the slightest. Fang Fan's ability to protect three million people is a great achievement that can be blown away by others.
Fang Fan would not tie the death of 90 million people to himself. This had nothing to do with Fang Fan, and it was not Fang Fan who killed them.
But Fang Fan still wanted to slap himself, why?
Snapped!
A loud slap echoed on the third floor of the City Lord's Mansion, and then silence returned to the office.
Fang Fan leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and fell silent. After a long time, he sighed slightly.
"Jia Jun, come in."
"Lord."
Tang Jiajun looked at Fang Fan with some worry, Fang Fan waved his hand and said casually.
"I'm fine. I just feel that my skills are better than those of the Three Emperors, and my moral ability is better than that of the Five Emperors. Then my brain twitched for a while, my hands twitched for a while, and my thinking also twitched for a while. Let's work."
"yes."
Tang Jiajun said nothing more and just returned to his desk to deal with the matter at hand. Fang Fan did the same. In a blink of an eye, there was only the sound of rustling writing in the entire office.
It was the sound of the steel ball of the signature pen scratching on the fine paper. It was quiet and beautiful, as if Li Mo hadn't come in just now.
But can we really pretend that nothing happened?
Did Fang Fan really have convulsions?
Maybe so.
Maybe... not again.
Swish, swish, swish!
Time passes as usual, neither urgent nor slow, not moved by anyone's will, not wavered by anyone's will.
Another month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Ning'an this month has been changing and developing rapidly as usual.
However, after counting this month, it has been a full year and seven months since Fang Fan conquered Longma.
On the first day of this month, Fang Yunqi and the guards sent by the professor entered the third floor of the City Lord's Mansion and found Fang Fan.
"My dad and professor are looking for me? What's going on?"
"I don't know, my subordinates, but you two just asked me to tell my lord to go there as soon as possible. It's urgent."
