Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1237: Chapter 412: Outer Realm People, Demon Dragon’s Strength, Confident Chu Yan’er, Hou Ming’s Skills

The level of human development in the Moao South Slope Region is actually not low.

The commerce among the Eight Towns has been ongoing, and basic materials like clothing have gradually integrated across towns. While top-notch materials are a different story, the medium to low-end clothing worn by ordinary people is largely similar in both style and material.

In contrast, since Great Xia has only recently integrated into the Moao South Slope Territory, the Xia clothing, with its diverse colors and exquisite styles, stands out prominently against the Eight Towns.

Of course, ever since Hongmen opened its port in July, Xia clothing has spread widely across the Eight Towns. Currently, from the eight town cities to the village-level camps, some areas have started a trend of wearing Xia clothing. The demand drives the supply, and as Great Xia welcomes all who come, craftsmen specializing in the production of Xia clothes have emerged in a few places.

Regardless of color and material, Xia clothing surpasses other towns in terms of intricacy and variety of styles. From these two points alone, it seems only a matter of time before it replaces the traditional clothing of the Eight Towns.

The emergence of Xia Clothing Workshops in Hongmen’s South City like bamboo shoots after a rain indicates such a trend.

Of course, while Xiang Liang can see these changes, his current focus is not on them as he looks at the six people who have just descended from the third floor and taken their seats.

The six are all dressed in white. Xiang Liang cannot distinguish the specific materials, but he can confirm they are cotton-based and not of high-grade material. The key point is that their style is significantly different from that of Great Xia and the Eight Towns.

“Wuchuan prefers black, Muyin prefers red, Jin Mountain prefers cyan, Jiangxia prefers gold, only the Beishuo people, most like wearing white…”

As Xiang Liang ponders this, he suddenly hears his colleague Bai Shanning whisper quietly beside him. Only then does he realize that he is not the only one observing them; the other three Silver Order Prison Wardens are also sizing up the six people.

Seeing this, Xiang Liang does not show any surprise.

The Prison Department, responsible for maintaining law and order throughout Great Xia, not only investigates cases and captures and escorts prisoners but also prevents malicious individuals from infiltrating the Great Xia Territory. This is why Prison Wardens, with their tokens, can travel freely within the Great Xia Territory.

They pay particular attention to conspicuous strangers as part of their professional duties, a trait shared by Xiang Liang and the other three.

As for Bai Shanning’s knowledge of the various towns’ clothing, it is not surprising.

Since its establishment over five years ago, the Prison Department has matured in its rules and systems. Upon selection, Prison Wardens undergo a month-long training at the Inner City Prison Department, which includes memorizing the customs and traditions of each region in the Moao South Slope.

“Go and ask them.”

“Okay!”

Upon hearing Bai Shanning’s instruction, Xiang Liang immediately nods in agreement.

All four of them are Silver Order Prison Wardens, and while there is technically no hierarchy among them, Xiang Liang is the weakest and youngest, so he naturally takes on more tasks.

Standing up, Xiang Liang walks straight over to the table where the six are seated.

Noticing him, the six immediately smile and nod in greeting. When they realize Xiang Liang is approaching them directly, their expressions change slightly.

But they don’t react beyond that, and wait for Xiang Liang to approach before quickly standing up. The middle-aged man in the lead awkwardly cups his hands and asks, “Sir, what can we do for you?”

Not surprised by the group’s nervousness or the middle-aged man’s awkward demeanor, Xiang Liang knows that anyone could recognize his identity from his attire and silver token.

He takes out his token and, with a smile and cupped hands, says, “Xiang Liang, Prison Warden of Great Xia, here for a routine inquiry. There’s no need for such formality. Please, have a seat!”

Upon seeing the token, the middle-aged man visibly relaxes, readily producing a Hundred Forged Token and a document from his pocket, which he hands over to Xiang Liang.