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Chapter 126 Complaints

"Well, yes, but is there any progress on the blood rope armor?"

Fang Fan nodded in approval and asked again. Meng Jun was stunned when he heard this and smiled bitterly.

"Although the blood rope has high strength and toughness and can withstand great force, its hardness has always been a flaw. No matter how advanced the blood rope is, it cannot withstand the cutting of sharp weapons.

Even when we use it now, we usually cover it with a layer of wood to avoid unnecessary damage.

Pure blood rope is not suitable for making soft armor at all, and it cannot protect against sharp blades."

"What about the other armors? How are they doing?"

"With the current technology, we can only make an enhanced version of leather armor. If the first-level mutated animal skin scale armor is used as the material, the leather armor can resist the third-level weapons of ordinary soldiers, which is equivalent to the third-level protection of ordinary soldiers.

First."

With that said, Meng Jun took out a pair of leather armor from behind, folded it neatly, and handed it to Fang Fan, obviously prepared for it.

Fang Fan picked it up and took a look. The animal skins, which had been processed through multiple processes such as salting and boiling, were sewn into leather armor, and then a dense layer of mutated animal scales was sewn on the outside of the leather armor.

In this way, the defensive power of the leather armor is greatly improved, and it was considered a top-quality piece of armor before.

But now even if it reaches the level 3 armor of a mortal soldier, it still cannot meet Fang Fan's requirements.

Because the main force of Ning'an Village is currently all second-level soldiers, this armor is too poor, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard.

Thinking of this, Fang Fan shook his head, handed the leather armor back to Meng Jun, and walked towards the village. Suddenly he saw a patch of green, and an idea flashed in his mind.

"Have you ever tried vines?"

Meng Jun followed Fang Fan's eyes and saw that it was a huge cluster of vines outside the territory's stone monument, forming a green belt of its own, surrounding the territory's stone monument and a two-story wooden house next to it. After seeing clearly, the look on Meng Jun's face

The wry smile got heavier and heavier.

"Village Chief, we can't cut down this vine. We have tried various methods, but we can't cut it off.

Later, we heard that it was afraid of fire, so we tried to burn off a section with fire, but as soon as the torch came close, the person was directly lifted up by the vines and beaten."

Fang Fan was silent, walked over quickly, walked to the side of the vine, and kicked it twice.

"Break off a few vines."

Bah!

Three or five long vines fell to the ground, which immediately stunned Meng Jun and others, especially Meng Jun, who touched his face with trembling hands.

After the vine fell off, the fracture did not heal, but grew rapidly. After a while, a brand new vine grew, green and green.

"Take it and try to see if you can make rattan armor."

"Yes, village chief."

Meng Jun took the vine with a complex expression and touched the cracks on it like dragon scales with emotion.

Fang Fan did not go directly into the house among the vines, but walked to the side yard, which was the office of the village management and could be regarded as the center of power in Ning'an Village today.

Fang Fan first sat at his desk and moved in a huge pile of documents.

Check and watch the files one by one according to their color and importance.

From village expansion and road construction to villagers' disputes and complaints, we understand everything down to the smallest detail.

During this process, several deployed directors and deputy directors were called in for questioning from time to time. In addition, Fang Fan also saw information obtained from another channel.

After comparing and verifying each other, Fang Fan nodded with a smile on his face.

When I walked out of the room, night had fallen, but Ning'an Village was still brightly lit. The team outside returned, and thousands of people gathered inside this square kilometer wall.

Get together and chat while doing the work at hand.

At first, we talked about battles, mutated beasts, village chiefs, Cao Cao, other people, and when they were at odds, but the topic unknowingly turned to a more sensitive angle.

"Hey, have you heard that Cao Cao and Yuan Shu were defeated by our village chief and were driven out of the island in the middle of the lake?

Now that Longzi Lake is all ours and under our control."

"Really? So powerful? Even Cao Cao and Yuan Shu are no match for our village chief?"

"No, my brother told me this news. He is now the captain of the spear squad."

This man said quite proudly, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations from the surrounding people.

And this news also made them cheer. The strength of Ning'an Village gave them peace of mind, and also brought them a sense of glory and pride. This made them willing to identify with Ning'an Village and be proud of Ning'an.

But this recognition process was interrupted again before it even started, and was postponed.

"So what? It has nothing to do with us."

A person who was usually very active was a little unhappy when he saw that his central position in the circle was taken away, and he made shocking remarks.

"Why doesn't it matter? You are not from Ning'an Village?"

"Of course I am from Ning'an Village, but Ning'an Village belongs to Fang Fan, the territory is his, the island in the middle of the lake is his, and everything is his.

And we are just a group of poor wage earners who only have food and shelter."

"What you said makes no sense. Doesn't the village chief still protect our safety?"

"Yes, that's right. I admit this, but I work day and night, get up early and go to bed late. Have I not contributed enough to the village? When have I not been at the forefront?

Quarrying? Construction? Carrying mutant beast corpses. I was also injured due to work and almost lost my arm."

As soon as he said what he said, no one dared to refute him because what he said was indeed the truth.

Not only did he take the lead in everything, he also took care of them and worked hard without any complaints. It was precisely because of this that these people were willing to listen to him.

No reason, just because I obey him.

He seemed to be talking more and more energetically, and when no one answered, he kept chattering.

"Then tell me, what do I have? I have nothing but a bad life and day and night work."

Everyone lowered their heads, and the scene suddenly fell silent. After a long time, the person at the beginning spoke slowly.

"The village chief has never forgotten us, not before, not now, and certainly not in the future."

The others nodded, and the grumbling mood recovered, and they said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll just complain and work faster, the progress is slow."

After hearing his words, everyone became busy, but the scene was a bit gloomy for a while.

And during this process, the person who first told the news about the island in the middle of the lake quietly disappeared and appeared outside a wooden house. After entering, he came out after a while.

Not long after, a figure came to Fang Fan's office, whispered something into Fang Fan's ear.

When Fang Fan heard this, there was some emotion on his face.

"It's time to start."

After saying that, he came back to his senses, shook his head, and took out a charter from the drawer that had been drafted a long time ago but has been revised.

"Ning'an Village Points Economic Charter (Revised 13th Edition)"

Walk out of the door, go to the hall, sit at the top of the long table, put the charter on it, and wait quietly.

Soon after, the directors, deputy directors, and brigade captains filed in one after another and sat on both sides of the long table.

On the left are several captains, representing the military forces.

Sitting on the right are the directors, representing the administrative organization.

At this time, the seat on the left was vacant, and Li Mo was sitting on the seat on the right.

When everyone sat down, their eyes glanced at the all-too-familiar regulations in front of Fang Fan, and they suddenly understood it, and all their doubts disappeared.


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