Thinking of this, the corners of Han Lei's mouth slightly lifted. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, she must continue toward that goal.
After all, this was no longer just her mission, but it was also her shared destiny with Zhao Zun.
"Alright, don't just stand there! Let's get to work!"
After a brief shock and awe, Zhao Zun called everyone back to work.
The mine was bustling with activity, the dust from explosions not yet fully dispersed, and the faint smell of gunpowder lingered in the air.
The workers gathered in small groups, holding the tools Han Lei had brought, and started busying themselves by loading the scattered iron bauxite into baskets and back carriers, some even loading them onto three-wheeled carts.
Though their faces were covered with dust, their eyes sparkled with excitement.
