Fangzheng daydreamed as he descended the mountain. Midway down the mountain, he saw groups of people pulling blocks of wood and rock towards the mountain. Without any machines on this tall mountain, only manual labor could be used.
Unfortunately the labor force was a little inadequate. There were only a bit over twenty people. At that speed, Fangzheng estimated it would take quite a while to build the bell tower.
Fangzheng greeted the workers as he made way before heading down the mountain.
It was chaos at the foot of the mountain. A huge number of villagers was gathered there. Women were pouring water, while the men carried bricks, rocks, or wooden beams. Children were also playing around the site. They were following the adults with a few bricks in hand, appearing all adult-like while giggling.
"Dog Song, use more strength!" Sun Qiancheng shouted.
