"You are right, but it also won’t have too many supplies." He said. After all, because the area was only moderately dangerous, brave survivors often ventured there to search for supplies. "That area has two malls, a university, hundreds of apartment buildings, and many businesses. Even if the army doesn’t get many supplies in the outer regions, there should be no shortage of supplies in the interior." Mo Chenxuan said before pointing to a different circle. "This one belongs to the Wei family?" He asked, and Uncle Zhang nodded. "The Wei family has reserved sixty acres. They have also chosen a relatively safe area." "In addition to the Wei family, the Qin family has also reserved sixty acres, while the Chu and Fang families have reserved seventy-five acres each. As for the Xuanyuan family, it leads the pack with ninety acres." "What about these two?" Qin Wu asked, pointing at two circles. "This patch of fifty acres has been reserved by the Seven Clans Alliance, and the other patch, also of fifty acres, has been reserved by the Superpower Guild." "What are they?" Qin Wu continued to question. "The Seven Clans’ Alliance consists of seven medium-sized families led by the Xu family." "Xu family?" Qin Wu raised her eyebrow, and Uncle Zhang nodded. "It’s Xu Fei’s family." "What about the Superpower Guild?" "Most ability users and mutants are aligned with big families. However, some powerful ones are unattached and unwilling to join big families. These people have come together to form the Superpower Guild." "I see." Qin Wu nodded. "There are nine slots for territory lords, and seven have already been reserved. We need to move quickly." Mo Chenxuan said, looking at Uncle Zhang. "What are the requirements for reserving a slot?" He asked. "Reserving is simple." The old man said and quickly continued. "We need to pay a processing fee of ten thousand crystal cores and a twenty per cent deposit of the cost of the land we want to purchase." Hearing this, Mo Chenxuan and Qin Wu looked at the map. Four hundred and sixty acres had already been reserved. However, they couldn’t reserve the remaining one hundred and forty acres since they needed to leave a slot for the ninth territory lord. ’At most ninety acres.’ Mo Chenxuan thought as he studied the map. "Chenxuan, how much land should we reserve?" Qin Wu asked. Newest update provıded by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝕟𝕖𝕥 "We can buy ninety acres but we shouldn’t. Let’s fall back to seventy-five." Mo Chenxuan said and Qin Wu nodded. "I think so too." She said. The cost of seventy-five acres was seventy-five million crystal cores. Calculating from that, they needed fifteen million crystal cores to reserve their territory. "We have nine hundred thousand purified crystal cores." Qin Wu stated with a thoughtful expression. Nine hundred thousand purified crystal cores were equivalent to four million and five hundred thousand ordinary crystal cores. If they used the purified crystal cores to reserve the land, they would still be short of more than ten million crystal cores. However, Mo Chenxuan and Qin Wu were not worried. After all, they had enough supplies to last several lifetimes. "We previously raided several factories and collected a lot of supplies. We can use noodles, flour, winter goods, dried meat, and other things to make up the shortfall." Qin Wu suggested. "Mmh." Mo Chenxuan nodded and stood. There were only two slots remaining and he was worried someone would grab them before they did. Because of this, he didn’t want to delay so he led Qin Wu and Uncle Zhang to the registration area. Reserving was simple. As Uncle Zhang said, they only needed to pay the processing fee and deposit. However, after paying and getting the reserve slip, the clerk looked at them. "Only half the deposit will be returned if you change your mind and decide not to purchase the territory." He said, and Qin Wu forcibly suppressed her twitching lips. ’Not sooner or later. He waited until the process was complete before telling us the ’harsh reality’.’ She thought but only sighed without saying anything. After that, the clerk gave them a booklet. At a glance, the booklet was a detailed explanation of qualifications, conditions, obligations, benefits, and other things. "Read it carefully before deciding your next course of action." The clerk advised. While walking to the villa, Qin Wu looked at the reserve slip. "The territories are collectively called Nine Districts. Since we are the eighth to reserve, our area is called District Eight; it’s one of the most dangerous." She said. "Danger is not necessarily a bad thing." Mo Chenxuan said. In fact, even if other areas had not already been reserved, Mo Chenxuan would still have chosen District eight. One, the area was mostly untouched hence had more supplies than the less dangerous areas. Second, the area had a dense zombie presence. Superficially, more zombies meant more crystal cores and on a deeper level, more zombies meant more practice for his people. Recalling the zombies they left at the refinery, Mo Chenxuan always felt uneasy and hoped his people would become stronger as soon as possible. "Chenxuan, do you think the last buyer will be able to purchase the remaining sixty-five acres?" Qin Wu suddenly asked. Hearing the question, Mo Chenxuan shrugged and sighed. "Who knows?!" He said and quickly continued. "If the last buyer can only afford the minimum fifty acres, the remaining fifteen acres will either flow to the army or the rest of us." After returning to the villa, Mo Chenxuan and Qin Wu went to the sitting room. On such a cold day, neither wanted to stay in the study so they cuddled on the sofa and covered with a thick blanket. At the same time, Aunt Zhang brought over two cups of steaming cocoa and placed them on the table. "Hot cocoa on a cold day..." Qin Wu sighed, grabbing a cup and holding it with both hands. While drinking cocoa, Mo Chenxuan and Qin Wu read the booklet. The first Chapter detailed the qualifications for becoming a land owner. However, this Chapter was thin because the only qualification was having the ability to buy land. That said, buying land didn’t necessarily mean that someone could become a territory lord.