Everything at the camp was in order, which put Feng Shan's mind at ease.
Aside from the four old men who loved to stir up minor trouble and cause the occasional mishap, the overall operations were running smoothly.
The reviews from tourists visiting the Crown Territory were also quite good.
Yves, in particular, had arranged everything in perfect order. He even organized trips for some of the tourists to visit Kivalina and Kaktovik Town.
Tom had assembled a fleet of transport planes.
It was dedicated to providing a steady stream of various daily supplies to the camp, ensuring its normal operations.
As for the Bear Tribe's migration to the camp, Jenny had expressed her unconditional support and was organizing staff to welcome them.
After the call, he casually tossed his phone aside and leaned back, his back resting comfortably against the headboard.
The room fell silent. Feng Shan thought to himself, 'Well, I'm free right now anyway. Might as well go out for a walk.'
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