Since Zhou Ji was willing to handle it personally, Yang He had no reason to refuse.
The resources produced by the prison alone guaranteed a steady profit.
Moreover, Yang He had a feeling that if the Nuwa Statues in the other halls went out of control, they would likely come looking for him too. That would be even more troublesome.
The noon sunlight was brilliantly bright, and before long, a large number of craftsmen had gathered.
"Daoist Yang."
Seeing that the three statues were fairly stable, Zhou Ji could not help but relax.
"As expected, the three Nuwa Statues will be installed before nightfall."
Yang He looked around, his gaze sweeping across the bustling halls. "Lord Zhou, how many craftsmen did you gather in total?"
"I'll ask."
After speaking with several soldiers, Zhou Ji replied, "One hundred and forty-three. We called in all the craftsmen from the surrounding halls."
Yang He nodded. Yet through the Pupil Ghost, he counted one hundred and forty-five people.
"What is it?"
"There are a few extra people. Some craftsmen may have slipped in among them. Let's make sure the Nuwa Statues are installed first. Once night falls, the yin energy will be too heavy."
Zhou Ji's expression turned grave, and he hurriedly signaled for the soldiers to heighten their vigilance.
Yang He checked again, only to find one hundred and forty-eight people.
Three more had appeared in just a few breaths.
Yet there was no way to distinguish anything unusual. The craftsmen were constantly exposed to evil entities and were bound to be contaminated by yin energy. Even Spiritual Vision could not detect any abnormalities.
"I'll arrange the soldiers. With the living pillars here, the evil entities won't dare cause trouble. It should be an anomaly caused by that Nuwa Statue."
After handing the