On this day, Fang Fan returned to Ning'an Village under the afterglow of the setting sun.
At this time, Ning'an Village was still in full swing, and a section of the city wall that had barely been dug for a foundation had been repaired.
Pieces of stone were piled up, and under the action of the adhesive, they turned into a four-foot-high wall. There were many small holes in the middle of the stone, penetrating the city wall.
Many people are pouring a certain metal solution into it. After it solidifies, the city wall composed of countless stones will be completely transformed into a whole and cannot be shaken.
And inside the wall, farmers are working, planting, harvesting, and sweating in farmland with system attributes.
The first batch of planted fields have matured and entered the harvest process, which officially means that Ning'an Village has restored its production capacity and has a foothold in troubled times.
And in each of these places, there are powerful squads of spearmen guarding them, maintaining order, discipline, and strength.
As we continue to deepen, every bit of life in Ning'an Village appears in the eyes of everyone. There is no despair, no chaos, only neat beauty and vigorous vitality.
On the other hand, Guo Wei saw the smooth and neat roads and the well-proportioned houses, and then thought about his doghouse, and he suddenly laughed and felt a little embarrassed.
All the way to the innermost part, entering the military camp, hundreds of soldiers brought by Guo Wei were put into the new barracks, disrupted and trained under Dian Wei.
After learning that this was Dian Wei, Guo Wei's face was filled with excitement and his whole body was shaking.
From what he said, Dian Wei was his favorite hero of the Three Kingdoms. He didn't expect to see him here today, nor did he expect that he would be one of Fang Fan's generals. What a surprise.
Finally, when they left the military camp, their eyes couldn't help but scan the deepest part of the military camp, which was surrounded by wooden walls and built one after another with cubicles, making it impossible to see what was inside.
It is the best embodiment of Ning'an's heritage.
Along the way, Xu Shu didn't say a word. He adhered to one sentence: when it comes to unfamiliar things, say less, do less, see more, and listen more.
What he saw and heard along the way today made Xu Shu refresh his knowledge.
In his eyes, Ning'an is superior to Luoyang in some aspects, and he is almost certain that Ning'an will become a more powerful city than Luoyang in the future.
This is a city rising from the ground, full of vitality and endless potential.
This made him regret today's decision even less, because he could feel that here, his talents would not be buried, and here, he would flourish!
That night, everyone dispersed, and Guo Wei was arranged to stay. Tomorrow morning he would rush to the island in the middle of the lake to receive further training, with the newly trained recruits. Of course, although they were traveling together, the level of resources they enjoyed was completely different.
As for Xu Shu, Fang Fan asked a question.
Xu Shu answered without hesitation.
"army."
Military generals in troubled times, civil servants in prosperous times!
Regarding this decision, Fang Fan refused to comment and nodded.
"Don't make a decision in a hurry, you have three days.
In these three days, you can walk around Ning'an more, see more, and understand Ning'an from all aspects.
At the same time, I will hand you some basic information and make your decision three days later.
If you have decided, then these three days will be your only vacation for a long time in the future. After three days, you must get into the state no matter what."
Hearing this, Xu Shu nodded without any objection. After assigning four personal guards to him, Fang Fan left.
I found Fang Qing playing with vines in the professor's room, took him home, had a delicious meal, and told Fang Qing to go to bed early. Then I came to the office again, picked up the files that I had left behind, and silently took advantage of the firelight.
Correction.
Late at night, the moon had come diagonally ahead, and the next day was about to begin. At this time, Fang Fan left the office in silence.
The whole village had fallen silent. Under the illumination of the torches held high by the guards, Fang Fan returned to the house surrounded by vines, pulled Fang Qing's bed corner, and smiled softly.
He returned to his room, lay down, and suddenly took out a piece of irregular metal half the size of his body from the space wristband.
The metal is slightly bluish, heavy, hard, and cold.
Fang Fan could barely hold it up with both hands, and except for Long Yuan, no attack method could leave any mark on it.
This was given by Guo Weixian. According to him, it was obtained accidentally in the wild. It can see its properties, but it has been unable to be used and can only be shelved.
"Millennium Cold Iron (Level 6): Legend has it that due to various coincidences, the iron sank into the deepest part of the ocean, and the boundless pressure was like a hammer, forging it again and again, compressing it over and over again.
At the same time, the ubiquitous cold invades the iron, crushes impurities, and fundamentally changes the properties of pig iron.
Most of the pig iron will collapse under the pressure of the deep sea and turn into fine deep sea dust. Only a single piece of iron will persist under the infusion of spiritual energy. It accumulates day and night and turns into this hard texture and cold coldness for thousands of years.
Cold iron!"
After studying it again for a while, Fang Fan reluctantly put it away, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.
At dawn, the sun breaks through the dark night, waking up this sleeping village. Each villager finishes their breakfast and gets into busy work.
Yesterday there seemed to be rumors that there was going to be reform and restructuring, and that wages would be paid back based on previous performance, levels would be divided, and benefits would be reset.
This news immediately made them suppress their resentment and plunge into a new day's work full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit.
Fang Fan and his sister finished washing up and sat on the log dining table to enjoy their breakfast.
A glass of fresh milk.
A bowl of animal meat spiritual rice porridge.
A stack of spiritual fruit cut into plates.
This is Fang Fan, or Fang Qing's daily breakfast. Although she is not practicing, the spiritual energy contained in the food is still nourishing her body silently.
Being consumed by her makes her physically strong and less prone to illness. It also turns into her heritage and increases her potential.
It can be said that compared to her peers and even many adults, she will win at the starting line. Under the huge luck of Ning'an Village and the spiritual objects that are subtle in daily life, as long as she practices, she will make rapid progress.
A complete win at the starting line, and this is the motivation for Fang Fan to fight, and it will also make him work harder to fight for it!
At this time, there was a knock on the door. Fang Fan frowned, but he calmed down in an instant. He led Fang Qing to welcome him out and opened the door.
The professor was standing outside the door, coming to take Fang Qing to school.
"Professor, here you go, come on, come on, I happen to be having breakfast, you should have some more, Qingqing hasn't finished eating yet.
This kid has been struggling before."
Fang Qing blinked as she was eating something in her mouth: "Uh huh..."
The professor walked in with a smile and sat down directly, but did not eat.
"As people get older, they wake up early and stop eating after they have finished their breakfast.
I came here this time to pick up Qingqing, but the main thing is to have something to do with you."
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"That's right, I was discussing runes with your parents that day, and I came back and studied them for a while.
I also have a general understanding of the functions of runes.
At that time, I was thinking, weapons can use runes, and so can buildings. And if buildings can, why can't cities?
Can we use runes to connect the entire city into a whole? A city is a rune, and every building is a rune.
At that time, what kind of power can the city unleash?"
The professor said with some excitement, as if he had found his life goal again.
Fang Fan, who was listening on the side, gradually opened his mouth, took a breath of cold air, and raised his thumb in his hand.
"Professor, you are worthy of being a master of domestic urban planning.
Come on, I will take you to transfer your job right now. Just go and research it and call me directly if you have any questions. All units in the village will cooperate with your work, and some precious resources will also be supplied in large quantities for your research."
Fang Fan was a little excited, because he knew that the meaning contained in this was really great, too great!
