"Three months?"
Fang Qingyu's brows instantly knitted together, slowly shaking his head.
"No, that's too long."
Shen Zhou's heart sank sharply, the difficulty on his face almost turning into despair: "Captain Fang! Three months is already the limit! For deep-sea operations, just to build the giant caisson foundation that can withstand Life Ghost attacks and sea pressure, it requires..."
His words were interrupted by a raise of Fang Qingyu's finger.
Fang Qingyu extended a finger.
Held upright in front of Shen Zhou.
"One month. We only have one month. Supervisor Shen, if you truly want to earn immense wealth and prestige in this Arctic land, surrounded by Life Ghosts, you must let the City of Dawn rise above this Ice Sea within a month!"
"O... one month?!"
Shen Zhou's voice completely altered in tone.
One month?
To build a fortress-level city on the Arctic sea that can withstand Life Ghosts and extreme weather.
That sounds almost like a myth.
