"Since we have the funds, I suggest we quickly establish a procurement channel," Chekov was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, saying loudly, "We still have a significant gap in resources, especially in terms of weapons."
Everyone immediately snapped back to reality, echoing in agreement, and the discussion heated up as if nobody had heard Fatty's question. The scene was lively yet bizarre.
Fang Xiang glanced at Fatty, who was still counting his fingers in a daze, with a look of mixed amusement and exasperation. She finally understood how this army, which openly identified as bandits, drove shabby warships to play the fool and daily trained and researched all sorts of unsavory tactics, came into being. With such an eccentric and whimsical supreme leader, it was imaginable how chaotic this army's style could be.
"By the way... how's our warship refurbishment going?" Fatty leaned over and asked, "How much longer will it take to complete the carrier?"
