The Old Village Chief had taken some people deep into Mihe Forest to find reinforcements for a fight.
The villagers weren't idle either. Everywhere, people were hard at work.
They had felled thick trees in the forest and hauled them back, then split them into planks to build a warehouse. They had a lot of things to store later, so they needed a place just for that.
At Bai Yang's suggestion, they were building the warehouse as a stilt house raised ten meters off the ground, so the things inside wouldn't get damp or be flooded if the water rose...
While the warehouse was still under construction, Bai Yang had secretly gone back to Earth and called Xiong Da to ask. They had already secured fifty million yuan's worth of titanium alloy, which was being transported to a metalworking factory. Once it arrived, the workers would put in extra hours to make the things Bai Yang had ordered.
They had also contacted most of the manufacturers for the other supplies, and those companies were producing the goods according to Bai Yang's specifications.
As the saying went, the bigger the forest, the greater the variety of birds. As long as you had money, some unscrupulous factory owners wouldn't just leave off all the product labels—you could even ask them to put a production date from before the Common Era, and they'd do it...
They only cared about making money. What did they care what you planned to do with the stuff?
Of course, some reputable manufacturers refused to make products without any labels or certifications. But were there really so few small factories on their last legs? If you wouldn't do it, someone else would!
Besides, Xiong Da and the others had stood right outside their doors. Just try making anything