Level 3 Tent, Number 1,992.
Last night, they built a total of 2,000 tents.
The hundreds of extra sets for office and entertainment features had long been snatched up by the main force members.
This was the office that Jiang Gong and Lin One had grabbed together.
The beds had been disassembled. With a rough piece of wood, a large rectangular desk was made.
Tap-tap-tap…
In the distance, Lin Ye and the others walked over quickly under Lin One's lead.
Before entering the entrance of the Level 3 Tent, he realized that it was filled with people.
There were both humans and native citizens from the Lin Clan. All of them crowded at the window as they whispered.
"Heavens, the golden light from his brush. Jiang Gong is going to become a god!"
