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"This thing didn't exist yesterday!"

The centaur captain, Tak, pawed to the ground, his mane standing on end in shock.

He was not one of the centaurs among the Night's Watch, but a centaur from the Orcish Empire.

Just like trolls, not all trolls are willing to join the orcish empire and become a member.

The same applies to the Windrider clan among the Night's Watch.

However, for this reason, the number of centaurs who joined the Night's Watch was actually quite large.

This led many centaurs to associate with and trade with the Night's Watch.

The Night's Watch's diverse racial composition naturally gives them an advantage over other races in many situations.

Of course, balancing internal racial tensions can sometimes require considerable effort.

However, the Night's Watch is very experienced in this regard.

At this moment, the centaur captain looked at the war watchtower that stood twenty meters high in front of him.

Last night, when the blades of the ironwork structure swept across the area, this place was an open-air cargo yard where various supplies were piled up.

He knew that the Night's Watch's building capabilities were so great that they were almost legendary in the outside world.

When he arrived at the port yesterday, he was amazed that the expedition had built such a huge port in such a short time.

But you can't be this fast, can you?

When you wake up, a 20-meter-tall watchtower has sprung up from the ground.

Moreover, the watchtower wasn't a hastily constructed wooden structure, but rather a very heavy mud and stone structure, with some anti-counterfeiting features on its exterior.

Several Night Watch rangers were standing guard atop the tower, one of them shaking off the dew that had condensed on his cloak.

The two alchemists are still at the foot of the tower, attempting to modify the alchemical circuits flowing within.

In other words, this thing actually has magical abilities; it's an alchemical structure.

One night.

What's going on with this godforsaken place?

If he were willing to ask the adventurers who had been in the city a week ago, he might get some good answers.

"How about we go to the tavern?" suggested the waiter beside him.

That's definitely a good suggestion.

He wasn't the only one looking at the tower.

The elven mage Lia, draped in a robe of stars and moon, ran her fingertips across the cold metal surface.

"The natural flow has been smoothed out, so gentle and so smooth. It didn't even trigger an elemental vortex."

Her team members watched as another city wall skeleton rose from the ground in the distance, the faint light of protective runes flickering like breathing.

"When I get to the city wall, I will see that the city wall has expanded outwards again."

His words sounded like an exclamation, but also like a complaint.

Lia ignored him and instead looked up slightly at the slowly rotating iron flower structure floating high in the sky.

"How many functions does that thing actually have?"

The goblin technician in the group watched the city change every day.

"I feel like I'm dreaming. I might still be modifying those useless fishing devices in Port Tel. When I wake up, all the things I've been doing these past few days will just be a dream."

"Come on, stop sighing here. Your shrill voice sounds like you're telling a joke."

"Go to hell, I'll shove a bomb in your bed tonight."

The centaur and his servants entered a tavern.

The tavern looks very new; you can tell it was only recently built.

But it was very lively inside.

"Back in the day, I held out for three months at the Skullcrusher Fortress, and the supply team sending me two boxes of bandages was a divine blessing!"

The one-eyed mercenary Barton smashed a wooden cup in front of Hogg, splashing the wine onto the orc warrior's newly fitted Night's Watch gauntlets.

This made Hogg very unhappy.

"Blind man, don't ruin my new equipment. It took me a long time to get it. See the magic runes on it? It's magic equipment. Want me to show you its stats?"

On the other side of the bar, three young adventurers who had just received their exploration missions were excitedly passing around the instruction manual for the "Corrosion Probe," with bundles of red bottles of gel dressing peeking out of their backpacks.

The tavern owner is preparing a refreshing beer set meal for thirty people, ordered by the "Guardians of Light" unit.

Looking at the centaur in front of him, he gestured toward the warehouse: "Last week, people were lining up to grab this stuff, but now I have twenty kilograms of raw liquid piled up next to my pickling jar."

The centaur took a sip and didn't feel anything different about it, except that he felt much cooler.

But the environment in the port doesn't seem to be hot to begin with.

Suddenly, a loud metallic roar came from outside the wall, and the entire building trembled slightly. As the young people frantically clung to the wall, the old dwarf Stonebeard grinned and laughed: "Don't be afraid, kids! They're 'molding' the base of the magic cannon outside."

"pinch?"

The centaur found this rather strange; why would they use this term when talking about building structures?
"New here, huh? I can tell from your expression."

The boss said this while working.

The centaur nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "This city is being built very quickly."

"Absolutely! Of course, it wasn't this fast a week ago. Now it's changing every single day. If I went out after sleeping for just one night, I might get lost, hahaha."

The centaur laughed along with them.

The boss glanced at him and casually said, "I know what you want to ask. You probably want to know how those buildings were erected overnight, right?"

"To be honest, I don't really know either, but ever since that big iron flower appeared in the sky, the port has changed."

But the difference isn't limited to this port.

The front lines of pioneering.

As Captain Rein kicked away the still-carbonized remains of the dragon lizard, a light figure suddenly descended from the treetop.

"Has your area been thoroughly cleaned?"

The elven scout captain unfolded the map on the interface and asked.

Although he and the other team were not on the same team, the areas they had cleared were adjacent, and they needed to help each other.

These tacit understandings had already been established during this period, and the adventurers quickly adapted to the pioneering environment, spontaneously giving rise to some beneficial unspoken rules.

With the arrival of the second expedition team, even more adventurers were added.

The task of pioneering has become much easier than before, when the pressure was indeed enormous.

At that moment, Alyssa, the medic in the group, suddenly pointed to the sky: "The leaves are moving!"

Looking up, everyone saw the obsidian blades of the Iron Flower structure hovering at the boundary between the swamp and the forest.

The iron flower structure, high in the sky, with its enormous size and surrounding magical light, could be easily detected from a great distance.

They were just fighting and didn't immediately notice the changes in the sky.

As golden light flowed through the veins of the leaves, dozens of phantom images of prefabricated sentry towers suddenly rose from the border area. Two of them were not far from them, and they could see them clearly.

And it was marked on their map.

Only a few individuals within the Night's Watch can alter their map to some extent.

The elven runestone at the elf captain's waist suddenly glowed with a gentle green light—the first time in months that pure natural magic had been sensed on the continent of Taliel.

"I need to get back to the port. As agreed, the exploration mission is temporarily suspended."

The elf's voice trembled slightly, "Something must have happened at the port; that flower's power is rather strange."

After all, they were pioneering on the front lines and couldn't go back at any time. So even though Tiehua had risen into the sky a week ago, they didn't rush back to the port because they were clearing up the hazards in the area at that time.

It seems we have no choice but to go back now; we must find out what this iron flower structure has brought us.

Unbeknownst to them, the Night's Watch's construction teams were rushing to the front lines of various pioneering territories.

And the sparks of iron hovered over the front-line pioneering area.

The next morning.

Commander Victor wiped the acid off his armor, only to be startled awake by the metallic hissing sound.

As dawn broke, the temporary defensive pillars that had been cracked by the rock-armored beast the night before reappeared.

Faint phantoms appeared on the previously destroyed defensive lines, and some maintenance teams could be seen reinforcing some of the lines in the distance.

The reinforcement process was very fast, almost visible to the naked eye.

Lieutenant Eileen rushed up the battlements: "Commander! The Night's Watch sent several construction teams over last night!"

At the entrance to the pass, three defensive towers that were not there last night are now being deployed.

A mercenary, his body wrapped in bandages, leaned against the rest area, looking around with a dazed expression.

He murmured to the bewildered wounded soldier who had just been pulled over, "You know what? Yesterday I saw three phantoms appear here, then I went out to pee and get some fresh air. When I came back, one of them was already built."

The other two were right in front of me, built in just a few hours.

The port construction didn't even go this fast recently.

At that time, the Night's Watch's construction speed could only be described as efficient, because they could clearly see how the construction workers used various alchemical devices and spatial pockets to quickly build structures.

But this time is different.

The Night's Watch's technology had been updated, and he couldn't understand it at all, leaving him feeling lost.

On the floating tower of the port.

Lurek held the access handle, and the 3D map on the interface was showing him the current control area.

The green lights representing the Night Watchers have seeped into the Corrupted Forest, while the light green lights representing adventurers are everywhere.

Various architectural silhouettes stand in different places, and you can see the heads of construction teams moving quickly across the 3D map.

Every now and then you can see buildings being constructed with a notification sound.

Lurek had to admit that just looking at the map, the surrounding data, and the changes in the buildings gave him a strange sense of immersion.

Surprisingly, he didn't find it boring at all.

Such interfaces are not only available to him, but also to managers in many ports.

Everyone is adapting to this new thing, to the new changes brought about by the ironwork structure.

Many of their previous plans were overturned. The emergence of the Iron Flower Construct clearly accelerated their expansion, solved many of their previous problems, and eliminated some phases that required time to complete.

Their experience and data will be transmitted back to Ring Tower City in real time and delivered to Poppot's team.

……

The city surrounding the tower.

A hidden floating building.

This floating structure is suspended in the middle of the city of the ring tower, but due to the special structure of the surrounding area, it has always been hidden.

This floating building is the office of Pope's team, with extremely high secrecy and various security measures personally set up by Kana.

At this moment, we are in the central experimental area.

Kana is standing right here.

"What do you think of the changes to the warship port? Do they match your vision of an earthly divine kingdom?"

Popper asked from the side.

In terms of data-driven research, to be honest, they really can't compare to Kana. Kana can always come up with all sorts of strange ideas at will.

They are still adjusting their earthly divine kingdom plan based on Kana's ideas.

Upon hearing Popper's words, Cana nodded in agreement.

He praised, "To be honest, it's quite impressive that we've produced some experimental results so quickly, even though they don't meet our expectations. It's already very good that we've achieved the current experimental results in such a short time."

It's much better than I expected. The current research approach is sound, and this is the data-driven earthly kingdom I envision.

"Once the plan to establish a divine kingdom on Earth succeeds, even if the void descends, we will at least be able to perfectly protect the continent of Lebia."

Before he could finish speaking, Popper quickly interrupted him.

"Alright, stop daydreaming. The results of this experiment had an element of luck involved. Your high expectations are putting a lot of pressure on me."

After all, what Kana just said was to explain what would happen once the plan for the earthly kingdom was completed.

That is, the guaranteed results of the action will appear.

In other words, they are guaranteed to be able to protect a piece of pure land even in the face of a void disaster that destroys the world.

Moreover, it's an entire continent.

Don't underestimate this.

Compared to the destruction of the world, it's a Pyrrhic victory.

This was an absolutely great success, after which they were able to enter a golden period of rapid development.

Such a result is the minimum requirement, so how could it not put immense pressure on Popper?

"No rush. The peak of the Void invasion will be another twenty or thirty years away. With our current capabilities, we can still withstand the invasion of the Void vanguard in the next twenty or thirty years."

But I must say that the plan for a divine kingdom on earth must be completed within twenty years, otherwise we will not have time to adapt afterwards.”

Popper nodded.

"Don't rush me. I already regret calling you back. Go now. I'll call you back after we've achieved some results. We don't need your help right now."

Also, if possible, I plan to increase the intensity of the war in the Abyss and place an experimental subject there to collect more data.

I'll be sending a small team to the Abyss later; you'd better prepare for that in advance.

Kana nodded casually, indicating that there was no problem.

"Don't worry, my current body is just a clone, only my will has been transferred into this clone."

My true form is still in the abyss, so don't feel like you're wasting my time. (End of Chapter)