After thinking about it, the two called Uncle Zhang.
"Uncle Zhang, how is our army doing?" Qin Wu asked.
"Relatively well." Uncle Zhang said and quickly continued.
"As of yesterday, the army had two thousand and one hundred soldiers. However, most are ordinary survivors."
"Not bad, but not enough." Qin Wu said, and Mo Chenxuan nodded with a thoughtful expression.
They had a little more than one month to assemble a larger army.
However, Mo Chenxuan didn't plan to recklessly recruit people.
After all, with regard to the army, quality was always better than quantity.
"Go back first." He said, looking at Uncle Zhang.
After Uncle Zhang left, Qin Wu turned to Mo Chenxuan.
"What are you thinking?" She asked.
"We need more people."
"We have just returned, and our team's reputation will soon spread. It's only a matter of time before more people rush to join our army and affiliated teams."
"Mmh." Mo Chenxuan nodded and began explaining.
