Each of these requires a lot of time and experience accumulation, and cannot be completed in a short period of time.
In the night wind, the city lord's thoughts drifted back to the time when the Holy Pharaoh announced this project.
At that time, he still thought that as long as His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh transferred manpower and materials, there might still be a chance to give it a try.
Of course, the so-called attempt is nothing more than working hard to see if we can get as close as possible to the time required by His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh.
But now it seems that this is clearly an impossible task.
Two weeks, a temple abandoned for centuries, such a massive undertaking, such demanding conditions...
It's impossible!
The city lord sighed: "Or, I'd better go and apologize to His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh..."
But he thought again, the Holy Pharaoh always acted with careful consideration, and there must be an important reason why he was so eager to complete the restoration.
What's more, the Holy Pharaoh has always hated those who shirk responsibility and shrink back when faced with problems.
If we apply for an extension due to this little difficulty, we will not only fail to complete the task, but will also be known as a coward and incompetent.
The craftsmen, who had worked hard all day, had already fallen asleep, leaving only the night watchman and a few officers on duty still awake.
The city lord dragged his tired steps slowly towards the temporary camp.
He simply started moving the wooden beams by himself, and even if he couldn't move them, he would just drag them onto the boat.
The sound quickly attracted the attention of several soldiers.
"City Lord?"
"What are you doing here?"
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