By the end of June, the grasslands had already become a green ocean. At this time, construction was the only major work left in the territory, while work on the newly reclaimed farmland had basically concluded.
The grasslands along both banks of the Great Fish River were covered in lush, tender grass. Across the pastures between Greenleaf Town and Wood Fort Town, scattered herders grazed their cattle, sheep, and horses everywhere.
Settlements throughout the territory had also become bustling construction sites, with all manpower and resources contributing to its development.
At this time, Victor brought his guards and several senior military officers to the Arms Factory in Riverside Village. He had received the factory's report that the first batch of ordered armor had been completed and could be delivered on schedule, so he simply brought everyone along to inspect it.
The person in charge of the Arms Factory was Bob. He had once been a fairly skilled blacksmith, a native-born Freemen of Golden Sunflower Territory, and one of the old hands whom Victor had first invited into the Weaponry Workshop. Though his craftsmanship was not the best, he had seniority and was good at management, so Victor had simply appointed him as the Arms Factory's first director.
"Lord Victor, as you instructed, this first batch of armor was all made according to the design you provided. It is very convenient to process using water-powered forging hammers. Please take a look."
Bob had the workers open a wooden crate and take out the armor inside. Its design was simple, similar to a two-panel cuirass, except the individual plates were quite large. There was a large round plate in the center of the chest, all cast as single pieces and uniformly hammered with water-powered forging hammers. The armor plates were fastened with