The Prestige of King Zhou, Forging a Bow (2)

"Five years?" Zhou Shu frowned. "That's too long! Is there a way to speed it up?"

"This is already very fast," Zhang Chunlin said. "Yao Yi, Yao Er, and the others are all very good and are of great help. That's why I dare to say that it will take five years. If there are only us, even with double the time, we might not be able to complete the mission you arranged.

"If you want to shorten the time, you'll have to increase our manpower. But this is the Demon Realm…"

Zhang Chunlin shook his head. There were no forgers in the Demon Realm. Yao Yi, Yao Er, and the other demonic beasts who knew how to forge were definitely the odd ones out. It was impossible to find more of them.

Increase manpower? Zhou Shu frowned. There were still some forgers in the Huaxia Pavilion's Demon Realm branch, but they all had their own missions. The supply of weapons for the Ten Nations Alliance couldn't stop.