One thing after another had happened recently, leaving almost no time to breathe.
Now, he finally had some free time.
But having free time didn't mean he could relax. There was a lot of work to do in the territory.
'It would be great to have a long stretch of time for development.'
Zhao Chi sighed.
But he knew he was already much luckier than many others.
There was nothing to complain about.
He didn't rest, instead finding Tang Ruan to continue crafting.
But this time, they weren't going to make Iron Armor.
"We're going to make High-brightness Kerosene? But we're still in dire need of Armor," Tang Ruan couldn't help but ask.
"It's fine. Right now, the entire family—the entire village, even—is in bad shape. High-brightness Kerosene might be helpful to others. We can trade the Kerosene for Iron Armor."
"Oh, I get it. Come on in, my lord."
