Chen Changsheng's mischievous antics left not only Xing Piaopiao dumbfounded, but everyone present as well.
But looking at Anle standing nearby, her eyes blank with bewilderment, Lin Tianlang smiled faintly and instantly understood why.
"Young master, how long do you intend to stay this time?"
"Since I'm back, I certainly don't intend to leave anytime soon."
"But before anything else, I need to find out how you've developed over the years."
"I trust you haven't disappointed me in these eighteen years."
At that, Lin Tianlang gestured for him to follow and said as they walked, "We spent eighteen years reconstructing the formations of the Nine Caves and Eighteen Forts."
"The Signal Tower here has also been upgraded, and the Qilin Communicator's functions will soon see further improvements."
"Good. It seems you've really put your hearts into your work."
"What about everything else?"
"Our supplies of magical treasures, pills, and other resources are all about to get on track."
"But we'll probably need some more time before we can supply them on a large scale."
After hearing his answer, Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and asked, "How many people can you currently supply?"
"Around eighty thousand."
"At what grade?"
"Upper B."
Chen Changsheng nodded. "Not bad. How does the distribution of trained personnel look?"
"The first group of academy students has served in the army for about nine years now, and the second group is about to graduate."
"Because resources were scarce at the beginning, the first group was relatively small."
"But the second group is three times as large."
"Achieving this much in eighteen years is already quite impressive. Tell Jiang Shan and the others to come over."
"This time, they'll be facing the enemy with real blades and spears."
As they spoke, a black shadow suddenly darted up