"Good day, Director!"
"Good work! It isn't too cold standing out here, is it?"
"Not at all! Serving Hope Village and standing guard for the village keeps us warm!"
Looking at the two militiamen standing straight, Su Mo nodded in satisfaction and patted their shoulders.
One could easily tell a village's wealth by its facade.
Initially, the guards here were as thin as rails, but now they were burly and robust. That alone was a testament to the thriving development of Hope Village.
Even the Iron and Stone Hill and its roads had been paved into hardened concrete using village funds.
Several massive drainage pipes clung to the rock pillars like giant dragons, cascading down the mountainside in a spectacular display.
On the mountain's surface, the excess iron plates from building Hope One had been reinforced into the exterior, resembling a majestic suit of armor.
