The northern part of the Wubei Territory was once just quiet wilderness and forest land, but it had been gradually changing ever since the first construction workers arrived nearly three months ago.
Rows of simple shacks had been erected, providing enough shelter for the workers building the port.
Not far from the shacks, a few slightly nicer houses stood, reserved for the project's managers.
"My lord, look over there."
Led by Amon, the man in charge of the port's construction, Ronin arrived at the coast.
Following Amon's pointed finger, he saw the simple dock under construction to the north.
Men were energetically driving wooden pilings deep into the ground with earth rammers. Nearby, carpenters were assembling the wooden decking, constructing a pier that rose several meters high. Once finished, people would be able to walk right onto a ship's deck from the pier.
