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Chapter 1171

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Before this, Zhang Feng only had envy, respect, and yearning for them.

But after seeing Gao Feng bring those people up the mountain during the Mid- Autumn Hunt, and seeing the unconventional changes in the Academy and the miraculous ability of exchanging lives with blood, everyone started to respect Wang Zheng.

Everyone set up a godly position for Zhang Feng in their hearts.

Except for the immortals.

Who could exchange lives with blood?

Who could even connect necrotic bones?

This made everyone admire Zhang Feng from the bottom of their hearts. It seemed that at this time, Zhang Feng had become a goal that everyone on the mountain wanted to pursue. If they didn't put in some effort, they would have the illusion that it would be very embarrassing.

Zhang Feng's interest was also piqued. After greeting everyone with a smile, he asked everyone to return to their posts.

However, the guards were reluctant to leave. After all, they were recruited by Cripple Wang. Although they had informed Zhang Feng in advance, this was the first time they saw the real Zhang Feng. Who would not be excited to be in such close contact with him?

They rubbed their hands and wanted to say something to Zhang Feng, but Zhang Feng was not interested in talking at this time.

He could not find Mokeado. He looked around at the dozens of burly men who had just recognized him and asked, "You are …"

Zhang Feng promised.

He really did not know these people …

It was as if they had just appeared on the mountain.

He had not seen these people in the forging workshop before. If it was under normal circumstances, Zhang Feng would not bother to pay attention to them. However, this was not a normal time. This was a special time, and Zhang Feng could not help but be more careful.

When the guard commander saw this, he quickly said, "Headmaster, my name is Chuck. I was introduced by Cripple Wang. I used to be a soldier in the Shazhou military camp."

Hearing this, Zhang Feng suddenly realized and said, "So you were introduced by Brother Wang. Then you can stay here first. When the Academy stabilizes, we will talk about other things. How about that?"

Zhang Feng was not in the mood to deal with these trivial matters. Zhang Feng's words were like an imperial edict. At this time, these veterans were so surprised that they trembled with excitement.

After all, for people like them, once they retired from the Fifth Military High School, other than guarding other people's homes, doing odd jobs, or escorting some goods, they would only be left with the lowest job. At worst, they could only squat outside the city and wait for food or run errands for others.

However, at this time, not only could they survive on the mountain, they could also earn more money than anywhere else in half a year. How could they not be excited? ,

Not to mention that a position in White Deer Academy was extremely popular. It was rumored that even a crippled old soldier was able to obtain a beautiful woman to serve in White Deer Academy. Who wouldn't desire such a position?

Who did not want to stay on the mountain?

Everyone wanted to stay!

Zhang Feng did not know what they were thinking, nor did he have the mood to know.

Even if he knew, what could he say?

As a person who had made great contributions to the country, he would do whatever he could to help …

This was a piece of cake for him. Moreover, he could get a few more helpers. That was all.

At this time, on a remote mountain outside the workshop.

Zhang Feng, Mokeado, and Arkinnon were sitting behind a large rock that was blown away by the wind. Zhang Feng asked, "Let me ask you two, how many iron ores are left in the forge? Or are you talking about scrap iron?"

Mokedo didn't know why Zhang Feng asked this, but since Zhang Feng asked, he didn't dare to not answer. He quickly replied, "Dean, there are still about a hundred thousand stones of iron on the mountain. As for scrap iron, there should be about fifty thousand stones." Mokedo didn't know why Zhang Feng asked this, but since Zhang Feng asked, he didn't dare to not answer.

"How long can it last?"

Hearing this, Mokeado and Algernon were stunned.

Didn't they ship iron ores or iron ores to the mountain every day?

Although the amount delivered these two days was a bit small, the two of them didn't care. At this time, after hearing Zhang Feng's words, the two of them couldn't help but have some doubts in their hearts. However, they still didn't know where the problem was. They just felt that there was something wrong.

Algernon quickly said, "If there are only a few ores left in the mountain, based on the amount of ores sent to the foot of the mountain every day, it should be able to last for about ten days. However, I can't guarantee that these ores can last for ten days …"

This was Algernon's most conservative estimate. It was based on the amount of ores stored and the amount needed every day.

If they included the ores that were not smelted in time and the ores in the furnace, they should be able to last for another half a month.

However …

Could it be that there were no more iron ores at the foot of the mountain?

The two of them seemed to have thought of this at the same time. They could not help but look at each other.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly.

Ten days!

This meant that the ores on the mountain, as well as the ores stored for research and development, as well as the ores used for experiments, could only last for ten days?

What if they could not find ores or transport ores after ten days?

Zhang Feng could not help but feel his scalp go numb.

Zhang Feng sighed. "From now on, I will personally supervise the production of some of the secret parts of the gun. All the research on the mountain will be suspended. Just send the ores to the foot of the mountain on time every day."

"As for the mountain …"

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment before saying, "Prioritize the research on the gun first. As for the rest, we will talk about it after we find the ores."

Now, Arkinnon and Mokeado finally understood why Zhang Feng had suddenly asked about this.

This was exactly as he had predicted.

There were no more ores!

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