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Fang’s Gift 431: Chapter 431: Mr.

Fang’s Gift After the meal, Zhao Guang prepared to go to the library to continue reviewing some materials.

It must be said that shipbuilding isn’t just about the ship itself; it’s a special product formed by a series of complex systems.

A simple wooden ship maybe he could manage to complete on his own.

But if he wanted to upgrade the ships, to evolve them into iron vessels, that required knowledge far beyond what he now possessed.

If eventually he also needed to modify the ships according to the standards of the Otherworld, then the required knowledge would be even greater.

Moreover, he now needed to dedicate all his effort to researching new spells, which was becoming increasingly headache-inducing.

There was too much to learn, but his own time was becoming ever scarcer.

Most things still depended on his own learning and inference; it wasn’t possible to cooperate with others.

The knowledge from Earth was his advantage, something he couldn’t just disclose to the people of the Otherworld.

And the various pieces of knowledge from the Otherworld were even less applicable or promotable on Earth.

Unable to find the right person, he ultimately could only overburden himself.

Fortunately, he had chosen the path of Spiritual Power, the only route that could maximize the enhancement of his cognitive abilities.

Had he chosen another path, he wouldn’t have been as smart as he was now.

Before he reached the library, Zhao Guang saw Fang Hang, who had disappeared for the whole morning, suddenly appear.

“Boss, over here, over here,” Fang Hang called out, waving to Zhao Guang from afar.

“What’s the matter, why the secrecy?” Zhao Guang asked curiously as he approached.

“Here, this is a gift from Mr.

Fang for you.

It wasn’t easy to secure,” said Fang Hang.

A gift from Mr.

Fang?

Zhao Guang was curious.

Could it be because of the ten fish he had previously given?

No, that couldn’t be right; after all, the gifts from those elders were surely worth far more than ten fish.

Besides, this was a document, not a tangible object.

Zhao Guang examined the document: “Military supplies, it’s actually a qualification for military supplies.”

Fang Hang nodded: “That’s right, it’s the qualification for military supplies, and it’s the unrestricted type, too.”

He knew that the items Zhao Guang currently had were all of high quality, and although not numerous in quantity, what about the future?

If his province wanted to develop, it ultimately couldn’t rely solely on high-level goods; it also needed a large number of ordinary items.

By then, even if he were to breed some ordinary animals, he could produce a large amount of meat.

These items, if provided as military supplies, might make less money overall, but the business would be absolutely stable, with less likelihood for volatility, and most importantly, it would serve as a brand.

Items capable of being supplied to the military held far greater competitive advantage in the market than other products.

Once linked with the military, various policies or other matters would become much more convenient.

The document in his hands was unrestricted in type, meaning that any type of items, as long as he could produce them in the future, could be offered to the military for consideration.

If the military was interested, then those items could become military supply products and carry the mark of the military.

“This truly is a generous gift,” Zhao Guang remarked.

The ten fish he had given hardly amounted to such a grand gift.

Perhaps, it involved the fact that he had once saved Fang Gui.

The Fang family had found a pretext to reciprocate a favor to him.

Most crucially, he had to accept it, as this would greatly benefit the development of his company.

The relationship with the military itself was an aura, and now no one would dare to take liberties with him.

“Certainly.

Otherwise, what use would my grandfather’s old face have?” Fang Hang said nonchalantly.

It was true that Mr.

Fang had retired, but his family was still flourishing with many members in high positions.

And Mr.

Fang hadn’t died; though retired, his connections still held strong.

Of course, even for Mr.

Fang to obtain such an item from the military would probably require owing someone a favor.

But that was their own affair, which barely concerned him at all.

“Give Mr.

Fang my thanks.

I’ll pay a visit when I have the time.”

“No problem, just bring more White Marlins.

You have no idea; so many have been coming to our house asking for things lately, my grandfather has been complaining that his supply of White Marlins is running low.”

“That’s no issue.

Although I can’t breed them in large quantities yet, there are still some available.”

This pleased Fang Hang; with access to White Marlins, his grandfather’s health had been improving.

If this continued, he might even be able to walk normally again.

Mr.

Fang was in a wheelchair not due to disability but because his health was failing; he couldn’t even stand without difficulty, which was why he had retired.

As they talked, Zhao Guang had arrived at the library.

After giving a few instructions, Zhao Guang entered the library, while Fang Hang had no intention of going inside.

The library was a place quite incompatible with Fang Hang.

Why go inside and suffer when you could stay outside and admire beautiful women?

And it wasn’t just Fang Hang; others generally didn’t enjoy such places either.

Over the next few days, Zhao Guang spent his time learning and keeping busy.

He had assumed that the North would soon be inundated with a large influx of Magic Beasts, but to his surprise, this hadn’t happened.

The reason Magic Beasts migrated south in large numbers wasn’t due to the cold but because of the activities of the Undead Mages in the North.

The Undead Mages hadn’t yet created such a situation, so it wasn’t a concern.

And as the weather gradually warmed, the threat level would naturally decrease.

After all, by that time, with the rivers thawing, it would not be so easy for the Undead Mages and Magic Beasts from the North to come over.

With no exchanges or trade relations between the two sides, there were no bridges connecting them either.

Zhao Guang, feeling increasingly relaxed, finally had the mind to work on other things.

The translation software he had been creating all this while had finally been finished by him.

The software translated the language of the humans of the Otherworld, since he was, after all, a human himself.

Lately, even the Rabbitfolk had been learning human language, and the smarter ones had basically mastered it.

The Rabbitfolk might not be remarkable in combat, but their learning capacity was quite decent.

With this translation software, the talent Zhao Guang had always been lacking could now be cultivated on a large scale.

Zhao Guang had long picked out the knowledge from Earth he wanted them to have.

He excluded what he didn’t want them to learn and included in the software what he did want them to learn.

Only the final adjustments remained, and it would soon be completed.

For the sake of this software, Zhao Guang had temporarily put aside his magic issues.

One day, Zhao Guang received a call; the items he had purchased had finally all arrived.