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Warship port.

This steel behemoth is firmly rooted in the beach, providing not only physical security but also a silent declaration.

The advance team arrived here like rootless duckweed, but the port was completed in an instant.

In front of everyone, the flagship displayed its exaggerated and incomprehensible alchemical technology.

So, what emotions are now welling up in everyone's hearts?

It is named "Peace of Mind".

Just seeing this thing makes me feel at ease.

In the continent of Taliel, which is rumored to be even more dangerous than the rumors suggest, this place seems to be a comforting haven.

The thunderous crash of its landing seemed to have just subsided.

The Night's Watch, this massive and sophisticated war machine, roared into action, its efficiency astounding.

The Night's Watch are war machines like this; their constant battles, changes, and growth over the past decade have shaped them into what they are today.

Before the adventurers could fully recover from the shock of the "ship turning into a fortress," they were completely drawn to another "storm" that was breaking out in the harbor.

On the wide landing and loading platform extending from the main body of the fortress, teams of people began to quickly assemble.

Many people have seen them on the ship, but these watchmen do not seem to participate in the usual discipline.

Therefore, even adventurers rarely see them, let alone have in-depth conversations or get to know them.

They wore dark gray armor with silver energy patterns covering their joints and vital areas, slightly different from the uniforms of ordinary Night's Watchmen.

Wielding more sophisticated weapons, they moved with perfect coordination, silently conveying a cold and efficient killing intent.

In the eyes of most adventurers

The Night Watchmen are more like elite squads of five or six people, a super-upgraded version of adventurer teams.

But what lies before us...

This reminded some adventurers of unpleasant memories.

Those were the cold, hard machines that fought the most in the war, the elite troops.

Fortunately, there are countless adventurers who know about the Night Watch.

Even if you haven't met them, many people have heard of them.

"Look! Look over there!"

A human archer nudged his companion. "It's a Guardian of Light! Finally, we've found one alive!"

Have you ever seen a dead one?

The companion next to him muttered a complaint, but still kept his eyes fixed on that area.

"Wow, that aura... it feels like one of them could take on the sea monsters we just encountered on the ship..." a seasoned mercenary who had seen a bit of the world exclaimed in a low voice.

These elite warriors—the Guardians of Light.

They were divided into several combat teams, without any further mobilization or instructions.

All that could be heard from the loudspeaker was Lurik's concise and clear instructions, his voice carrying a resolute determination like iron forged in a furnace.

"Guardians of Light First Expeditionary Regiment, First to Third Tactical Companies, coordinate grid B3 to D7 area. Saturate the area, eliminate all threat sources, clear a radius of three kilometers."

"Authorized use of Tier 3 Exorcism Potion and Standard Purification Burning Scroll. Action!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Guardians of Light acted like activated war modules.

They swiftly slid down the massive, extended landing ramp, their heavy armor clattering against the sand.

Several "Fortress" automated alchemy armored soldiers equipped with heavy rotary cannons and small energy shields followed closely behind.

These weird things are obviously the research results of the [Alchemy Laboratory - Magic Power Weapon Research Institute - Fully Automated War Weapon Group].

This group's guiding principles are: Big! Good! Beautiful!
They can be said to be the group that studied the art of doll alchemy most deeply, and also the group that was most deeply influenced by the ideas of Kana.

The various large-scale alchemical creations and exaggerated war chariots and airships you see on the battlefield are definitely their creations.

The Guardians of Light's movement was well-defined, with squads taking turns providing cover as they advanced, disappearing in an instant into the dense, eerie jungle near the coastline.

Immediately afterwards, a series of muffled, rhythmic cracking sounds, unlike the roars of wild beasts, began to emanate from the depths of the jungle.

Those were the muffled sounds of the magic-powered bombs striking precisely, and the crackling sounds of flames purifying flammable materials.

Occasionally, sharp energy beams would pierce the dim light of the forest with their shrill cries.

The efficient cleanup operation has begun.

Even from the loading and unloading platform of the fortress, people could see small fireballs and plumes of smoke occasionally bursting up in the jungle.

Clearly, in the face of the protectors of light, the ferocious jungle beasts that had lurked near the landing point and had caused the early exploration teams to pay a heavy price were being systematically and overwhelmingly eliminated.

The Guardians of Light weren't always this sophisticated, but they gained this capability after winning the rat extermination war.

If there is a lack of order, coordination, and cooperation when dealing with those disgusting rats, the efficiency of the cleanup will be greatly reduced.

“My beard…this is practically…plowing the field!” The dwarf engineer, Durek, clung to the railing, watching the efficient and ruthless movements, his eyes filled with both excitement and self-mockery.

"Compared to their actions, the Royal Guards I've seen in the underground fortresses seem like they're playing war on donkeys!"

A former army commander standing nearby curled his lip in disdain upon hearing this.

They even fought on donkeys? That's just a children's game with sticks.

He keenly perceived the orderliness in the actions of these Guardians of Light units.

That seems to be a more advanced concept of warfare.

To be honest, he wanted to learn.

I need to figure out how to join the Night's Watch as soon as possible.

Almost at the same time that the Guardians of Light launched their attack, another group of even larger, but more discreetly equipped figures also quietly took action.

They wore soft armor combat suits made of a unique material that could subtly change color depending on the environment, and carried backpacks containing various sophisticated exploration dolls and coiled metal wires.

Like ghosts, they silently slid down the fortress and disappeared into different directions in the jungle.

"Are those the night watchmen?"

A sharp-eyed orc warrior named Wolf whispered, "Just like the legends say, they walk as silently as cats! Even my dog ​​nose could barely smell the iron on them!"

If we're talking about what adventurers are most familiar with, it's the three major legions of the Night's Watch.

Then it is undoubtedly the Night Watcher.

Because the Night Watchers were the first group to establish outposts, the tavern managers in the current Night Watch House are also these Night Watchers.

It can be said that the Adventurers' House is a plan carried out by the Night Watchers, who are the core members of the Night Watch.

"It should be. Look at their equipment, those backpacks that are gleaming coldly, they must be related to reconnaissance."

A wanderer in leather armor stared intently at the back of a night watchman as he disappeared behind a twisted tree trunk, his tone tinged with envy and a hint of awe.

The assassins among the Night Watch, those who deal with the shadows, are known for their formidable abilities.

Lurek's voice rang out again in the port, concise and powerful.

"Night Watch Exploration Teams, disperse in batches, spreading out in a fan shape. Priority: Hazard level mapping, available resources, ancient ruins, and large life form activity patterns. Establish secondary forward outpost foundation locations. Transmit coordinates hourly. Commence!"

There was no response of any questioning or hesitation.

Those night watchmen who blend into the jungle are like drops of water flowing into the ocean, disappearing in an instant.

But their direction and route have clearly been marked in the internal network, silently weaving a large net that extends into the fog-shrouded inland.

Such a blatant order might not seem strange to adventurers, but it was completely meaningless to the Night Watch.

They can issue commands quickly via the channel.

This situation is, of course, partly due to a showmanship.

Lurek needs to let adventurers experience the power of the Night Watch.

Self-study is not as reliable as seeing.

Leaving an impression of professionalism, swift action, and reliability is extremely useful, especially at the beginning of an expedition.

And the results were indeed as they expected, very good.

The operation proceeded in an orderly manner.

If the actions of the Lightkeepers and Night Watchers demonstrate the sharpness of the Night Watch's sword and spear, then the bustling scene in the loading and unloading area perfectly illustrates what it means to possess unfathomable logistical depth.

Unloading began from the transport ship, which was anchored in slightly deeper water.

But what was unloaded was not as "meager" as bags of grain or boxes of ammunition.

The massive magical crane boom roared as it lowered standardized, prefabricated metal modules.

These modules are built like giant building blocks, with pre-installed pipe interfaces and reinforcement positions.

Under the command of the Night Watch engineers, these modules were quickly assembled and connected, right before the adventurers' eyes, within just a few hours.

Surrounding the main body of the [Warship Port], the prototypes of warehouses, the framework of barracks with roofs, the water storage center with purification devices, and even the basic runway with half of the metal plates laid are already taking shape.

They were ten times faster than the most skilled dwarven engineering teams.

The sight of a vast array of buildings rising from the ground truly astonished the adventurers, who stared in disbelief.

Many adventurers sat and watched for most of the day.

It's too ridiculous.

Many of these adventurers were just farmers in the countryside; they had never seen anything like this before. To them, it was nothing short of a miracle.

The suffocating task of filling the supply lines was even more stifling.

One after another, vehicles with magically pulsating suspension chassis and driverless delivery platforms flowed like worker ants.

They weren't loaded with bags of rice, but with neatly stacked, seemingly endless, compressed grain ingots.

The food that was just taken out of the storage box will be the adventurers' staple food from now on.

It tastes a bit dry, but the flavor is absolutely delicious, and there are many flavors to choose from, each with a different texture.

Similarly, instead of several buckets of water, there were boxes and boxes of sealed drinking water cubes with visible blue purification energy circulation inside.

These latest alchemical discoveries can effectively purify large bodies of water, removing impurities, energies, and various harmful substances.

In addition to these everyday items, there are many more non-everyday items.

The weapon and equipment crates were neatly stacked, and the sheer number of metal crates stacked together was enough to make one's scalp crawl.

One of the boxes was accidentally knocked open, and dozens of brand-new, spotless standard one-handed swords rolled out.

"Damn it... this... if you took this out to sell, it would be worth at least five gold coins apiece, right?" A halfling who looked like a weapons merchant stared wide-eyed, his voice trembling.

"Look at your potential!"

A veteran who had served in the regular army scoffed, "This kind of mass-produced stuff is worth five gold coins? Back in the day... um? Wait a minute!"

He casually picked up the rigid splint material that the Night Watch had given to a lightly injured adventurer for bandaging and immobilization, examined it carefully, and then squeezed it hard. His expression became extremely strange. "...This strength and toughness...it's actually used as a disposable splint?!"

Extravagance, waste, squandering resources.

Those damn night watchmen are really rich and powerful.

You're so rich, why don't you share some with me?
What drives adventurers and onlookers crazy the most are the mountains of various potions and supplies.

Can this thing be stacked up?
Is this stored in a heap? Huh?!

Many supplies were already packed in space transport containers when they were loaded onto the ship, so they didn't know what was inside.

But now that we need to take these things out of the storage box, many things become very clear.

So that's what it contained.

Were all those boxes piled up under the boat they were sitting in actually filled with this kind of "gold"?

The Night's Watch's logistics personnel were handling ordinary goods, not life-saving medicine worth more than gold.

Dozens of large barrels of clear, naturally fragrant "highly effective detoxifying agent concentrate" were pushed off the ship.

This medicine, which should be packaged in a pretty, transparent tube, is being stored in a bucket like this. If you didn't know better, you'd think it was beer.

Bundles of neatly packaged, clearly labeled "hemostatic gel dressings".

Bleeding is a debuff that the Night's Watch hates the most because it causes continuous health loss.

However, this is unavoidable in battle, so targeted and rapid treatment methods have been developed.

Crates of medium-potency mana restoration potions were neatly stacked, arranged like ordinary beer bottles. The potions were crystal clear and shimmered with a faint blue light under the lamp.

Forget it, at least the Night's Watch didn't use barrels.

Even more outrageous were the highly effective medical agents that were widely used in naval battles and amazed veterans, which were administered in large quantities, like chugging down an entire bottle.

The Night Watchers affectionately refer to these as red bottles of potions and blue bottles of mana restorers.

The exact origin of this name is unknown, but it has been circulating among the Night Watchmen for a long time, and many adventurers use it as well.

They were being unloaded box by box, and the markings on the boxes were so clear they were almost blinding—"500 pieces/box".

You damned Night's Watchmen, I'll fight you to the death!
The once noble apothecary is now a peasant adventurer. This adventurer is screaming wildly and being forcibly held back by his companions.

"No...no no no! How could you...how could you put the medicine in like this?! What if it breaks! What a waste!"

An elderly man, dressed in faded and worn-out noble robes and seemingly a court sorcerer from some small country, had his face flushed red.

Watching the logistics staff casually drag a box containing hundreds of bottles of red medicine, he pounded his chest and screamed as if he were smashing not a box, but his father's urn of ashes.

Beside him stood the leader of a large mercenary group, a seasoned and composed man known for his iron will. Even he couldn't help but swallow hard as he looked at the mountain of supplies, especially the potions.

His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably a few times, and in the end he could only let out a weak sigh filled with deep frustration: "...Good heavens...so many top-quality life-saving drugs, and they've turned them into something like unsellable...beer barrels?"

"Every time our mercenary group gets a few bottles of this quality red potion, the leader has to keep them safe personally, and we're so stingy when we use them... Do the Night's Watchers drink potions like water?!"

Hey, you know what, it can actually be used as water, especially in the heat of battle.

This red bottle is arguably the most produced type of medicine.

Its production far exceeds the Night's Watch's needs.

However, the blessing is only now beginning to spread and become more widespread, about six months ago.

Therefore, it will take some time for these supplies to become available to everyone.

It's worth noting that the Night's Watch has been developing for over a decade.

But everyone agrees that things will get better.

Before the void came.

The expressions on the faces of the representatives from other kingdoms, city-states, or large organizations who were following behind the fleet, ostensibly to observe but actually to gather intelligence, were quite varied.

Shock, blankness, disbelief, bitterness, jealousy... in the end, almost all of these turned into a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration.

Although they already knew some information about the Night's Watch.

But when you actually see this scene, the feeling is completely different.

They silently took out their recording crystals or parchment scrolls, trying their best to write down everything before them, but in the end they could only bitterly discover that...

The logistical capabilities and resource reserves demonstrated by the Night's Watch have exceeded the scope of their understanding and imagination.

This cannot be simply described as "powerful"; it is a structural crushing force that has completely changed the form of warfare and the foundation of survival.

They finally understood why the Night's Watch dared to undertake such a massive expedition—the power behind them was enough to suffocate all the traditional forces on the continent.

There's a reason why the Night's Watch is so confident and actively preparing for battle.

Lurek stood atop the towering command tower of the [Battleship Port], watching the expansion area and resource hills rapidly spreading outwards like an intricate anthill below, along with the ever-growing elite combat teams and reconnaissance squads.

His resolute face showed no pride, only steely calmness and a mastery of time and efficiency.

He watched as the panel continuously updated and transmitted back the coordinates of the Guardians' cleanup and the preliminary safe path grid marked by the Night Watchers.

New instructions were issued: "Logistics Module C, prioritize the completion of the medical center assembly. Resources Department, receive mineral data from Night Patrol D7 grid and initiate the first phase of the automated mineral collection platform construction program. Prepare to expand the safety zone to five kilometers before dusk."

The orders issued, to those who don't understand them, have begun to clash with the surrounding atmosphere.

However, the Night's Watch is a group of people with a high capacity for acceptance. Because of the data, they do not resist this data that represents order.

The cold, efficient commands, like meshing gears, propelled this newly landed steel city to expand at a visible pace along the Death Coast of Tahrir.

Powerful military force, efficient exploration, and extravagantly luxurious supplies...

The Night Watchmen, having landed for less than a day, had already forcibly brought this perilous continent, which had been silent for thousands of years, under their control.

This is the power of the Night's Watch! (End of Chapter)