"This..."
Chen Qing looked toward the ferry crossing, sensing Zhang Zhengyuan and his group preparing to come to the Northern Wasteland, and a smile appeared on his face.
He could guess that those restless fellows would surely come to the Northern Wasteland; after all, in the agreement, he had offered the condition that a million people from the Northern Wasteland would be free from memory restrictions. However, initially, not many people came here as they were all observing the situation.
Those politicians from the Federation were not fools; they clearly understood that the Northern Wasteland was not stable, and going there could mean they might not even be able to ensure their survival.
To tempt these folks to come here, he had to make them realize that the Northern Wasteland was where they had the greatest chance to make a name for themselves!