At the soldier's report, Chi Yu's eyes immediately lit up.
"Report what happened here to Lord Zero at once."
"Haha, no need. I'm already here." Lin Yuan's voice came from above.
After landing, he had activated the Shell Pump and flown around East Pole Island's urban district for a while, observing the reconstruction.
He happened to hear Chi Yu's voice and descended.
Delighted to see him, Chi Yu told Lin Yuan about the artisans.
"Good. Leave the rest to me."
Lin Yuan nodded after listening, then quickly moved over to the artisans.
There were several thousand of them, a dense crowd occupying a large stretch of ground.
Had this not been a newly opened factory area where many buildings had yet to be built, there would not have been room for so many people.
At the front of the crowd stood several elderly men with graying hair and beards who still looked quite spry, each accompanied by several people who looked like apprentices.
These elderly men were the leaders of the artisans, and the true artisans among them.
Those beside them were apprentices with the potential to become artisans, whom the elderly men regarded as their direct disciples.
The others behind them were all mere assistants, artisans in name only.
At Lin Yuan's arrival, the elderly men's gazes sharpened. Then they lowered their heads slightly without saying a word.
"You're East Pole Island's artisans?"
Lin Yuan dispensed with pleasantries and went straight to the point.
"I've read East Pole Island's production lists. There are thousands of you, yet you produce fewer than a hundred magical items a day. That's truly pathetic."
The elderly men's brows twitched, but they said nothing. Their apprentices, however, could not help retorting.
"That's because our masters devote all their energy to transcendent equipment. The magical