Even Zion, Maxwell, Levi, and Lance, along with the warriors guarding the borders, couldn’t return to eat. Instead, omegas were tasked with delivering their meals so they could continue their watch without leaving their posts.
By the time Addison reached the fields again, the paths were already lit with rows of lamps, casting a steady glow over the land. A few donkey carts rumbled past, carrying away the neatly stacked bundles of wheat.
After finishing with the wheat field, the next task was the rice paddies. Fortunately, the fields had already dried since harvest season was near, so there was no need to keep them wet and muddy, making the rice easier to reap.
That night, Addison and the other farmers worked tirelessly, pushing through the hours until they finally cleared the wheat field. By dawn, everyone was too drained to even think about the long walk home.
Some managed to drag themselves back to their rooms, but many simply collapsed in the warehouse. They spread out straw mats along the ground and dropped where they stood, too exhausted to move another step.
Going home would only waste precious time and energy, and they knew that once they woke, the cycle would begin all over again.
During this time, Addison had already sent word to the neighboring packs, urging them to finish their harvests as quickly as possible. She and Lance were tied down in this particular pack because it had the largest granary but too few hands to manage it, so they stayed behind to help.
As for the other packs, Addison assumed they could handle things on their own, at least until now. To be sure, she finally sent requests for communication through the crystals, hoping to get in touch with their Alphas and gain a clearer grasp of the situation.
"Good day, Princess..." The Alpha of the neighboring pack greeted Addison with a curt nod as soon as he saw her. Addison, however, wasted no time on formalities and immediately cut to the matter at hand.
"Alpha Roderick, thank you for receiving our communication on such short notice, and my apologies for the rush. I know you must have rearranged your schedule for this, so I’ll get straight to the point."
"My entourage and I will need more time assisting here; there are simply too many acres of farmland to leave unattended, and the locust swarm is growing more restless by the day. That’s why I need to ask: how much progress have you made on your end, and in your estimation, how long will it take before your harvest is finished and you’re ready to move?"
As she spoke, Addison pulled out her fountain pen and began jotting notes into her notebook, carefully recording the specifics from each pack so she wouldn’t miss a detail.
Alpha Roderick frowned slightly, looking momentarily stumped when Addison mentioned her focus on helping the largest pack in the west. No matter how dissatisfied he might have felt, he couldn’t voice it; Addison was still a princess, and she was directing her efforts where they were most urgently needed.
His own pack, though a neighbor of the Golden Hue Pack, was still miles away. The only reason they were relocating was as a precaution, to ensure they wouldn’t suffer fallout if things went wrong.
In truth, the pack that would be the most affected if disaster struck would be the Golden Hue Pack, while other neighboring packs might escape with little consequence. The uncertainty lay in the unknown reach of the Corrupted Energy. If it spread farther than expected, evacuation was the only safe choice.
At first, the concern had been that the locust swarm might break through the barrier and ravage the nearby packs, or that the biochemical agent might get carried by the wind, which might turn out to be toxic later on.
But now, with Addison uncovering the true main component of that biochemical agent, it wasn’t far-fetched to assume it was poisonous to all living beings. Worse, if the Golden Hue Pack became a breeding ground for demons once it was engulfed by Corrupted Energy, then keeping any packs nearby would be far too dangerous.
"Princess, we’re doing our best to harvest all the crops and grains within our territory. So far, we’ve managed about forty percent, but with the lack of manpower, we can’t push the pace any faster."
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