"Mr. Fang."
Uncle Hong was deeply shocked in his heart and hurriedly nodded respectfully.
"Uncle Hong, my time is tight, so I'll get straight to the point. I know you're very familiar with the Land of Ice Soul, so I need your help. You'll command this group of prisoners to complete the ore refining. If any prisoner shows signs of trouble or refuses to obey..."
A cold gleam flashed in Fang Heng's eyes, "Just tell Kapa, and he'll handle it."
"Alright, I understand."
Fang Heng turned around again, looking toward the mining area in the back where the group of Lickers was continuously carrying out excavation.
Mining could be handed over to zombie clones, but the refining process was relatively more complex. Zombie clones could do it, but it would require a great deal of time and energy to set up production lines, and their efficiency was far inferior to manual labor.
So he simply handed the refining work over to human prisoners.
