Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Those seated in the VIP section at the very top of the stands have been silent ever since the bell rang.

The local nobles of Copper Gate City sat in the front row, their magnificent robes gleaming with the unique luster of silk in the sunlight.

Several elderly nobles with gray hair clutched gold-inlaid binoculars, but forgot to raise them, their eyes fixed on the back of the black-haired mage on the dock.

Behind them were representatives from several large chambers of commerce.

The men were dressed in elegant dark suits, with their respective chamber of commerce badges pinned to their chests. Tea and snacks were laid out in front of them, but no one touched them.

Sitting on the left is a middle-aged man with a thin face.

Holding a list in his hand, he ran his fingertips back and forth across the paper, as if repeatedly confirming something.

Further on were several city lords who had come from remote city-states.

Their clothes were not as splendid as those of the people in front of them, but they sat upright, their eyes were focused, and they would occasionally lower their heads and whisper a few words to the attendants beside them.

The entire VIP section was eerily quiet.

On the right side of the front row, a woman in a dark purple dress leaned back in her chair, looking languid.

She wasn't young; there were fine lines around her eyes, but her eyes were bright, like two polished obsidian stones.

She held a folding fan in her hand, not opening it, but just twirling it between her fingers.

Behind him stood a butler dressed in a gray suit, his back ramrod straight.

"Go and get ready."

The woman's voice was so soft that only the butler behind her could hear it.

The butler bowed slightly, did not ask what was being prepared, and turned to leave the VIP area.

Beside her, a gentleman turned his head to look at her.

The gentleman's clothes were well-tailored, and a gold guild badge was pinned to his chest, the symbol of the "Silver Deer Guild," one of the top five guilds in mainland China.

"You can't be that serious, can you?"

The gentleman's voice carried a hint of confusion.

"While the levitation spell without chanting is powerful and can be used like a divine artifact in the transportation industry, the opponent has chosen the Blazing Sun."

He paused for a moment, his tone becoming even more somber.

"In order to prevent the birth of the Undying Sun, the Alliance Council will continuously send him on missions that will inevitably lead to his death."

"It's never worth it to win over a transport team that's doomed to fail."

"Moreover, as you could see just now, the other party has a very bad relationship with the Magic Guild."

"And you know about the mess between the Thousand Towers and the Half-Demons."

The woman didn't look at him, and twirled the folding fan between her fingers again.

You are absolutely right.

Her tone was relaxed, as if she were talking about something trivial.

"Even the levitation spell without chanting can't outweigh these side effects, especially the conflict with the Thousand Towers."

The gentleman was even more puzzled.

He had known this woman for a long time.

Within the business community, she was known for her shrewdness; every move she made was as precise as a scalpel, and she never made a losing deal.

She shouldn't have made such an irrational choice.

"Then why...?"

"I'm just gambling."

The woman interrupted him, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"The guild that suffered heavy losses last year will invest a lot of resources in him."

The gentleman shook his head.

"meeting."

"Definitely."

He admitted it.

"But even at this angle, it won't go very far."

"The Lieyang Transport Team has reached the top."

His voice trailed off.

As if he had just thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the woman.

"Don't tell me you think the transport association would...?"

The woman shrugged and chuckled softly.

"Perhaps, there's actually another reason."

She lowered her head and looked at the paper on the table that listed all the participants.

Her finger lightly tapped a column in the middle of the list.

"I saw someone I knew in his group."

Her voice became even softer.

"An acquaintance who should have died."

Loading continues on the docking platform.

Pallets of heavy objects were lifted and placed into the front of the dark train carriage.

The sound of iron ingots colliding was dull and dense, like muffled thunder rolling in the distance in summer.

There are more than forty Morningstar transport vehicles here, each capable of carrying 100 tons.

There are also three Haoyue transport vehicles, each capable of carrying a thousand tons.

But these numbers are utterly insignificant compared to the Sun-class.

10,000 tons.

That's a number that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Even if you add up the loads of all the other forty-odd transport vehicles, they might not weigh as much as this one.

The staff were covered in sweat, their hands and feet constantly busy.

Tobias stood to the side, his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on every step of the hoisting process, afraid that something might go wrong.

Finally, the last pallet of heavy items was lowered into the carriage.

Tobias let out a long breath, turned around, and bowed slightly to Aldrick.

"Deputy Chief of Staff, loading complete."

Aldrick nodded.

Tobias walked to the side of the train and squatted down.

Behind him, two burly men, also dressed in legendary armor, walked over and squatted on either side of the train.

The three of them reached out at the same time and supported the crossbeam under the car.

A burst of energy erupted.

His muscles bulged, veins stood out, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead one after another.

But the train didn't move an inch.

Tobias's face turned bright red, his jaw clenched, and a deep, muffled growl escaped his throat.

The wheels remained firmly pressed against the ground, as if they were welded in place.

Tobias frowned.

At that moment, Turan walked past him at a leisurely pace.

He walked to the side of the train and squatted down.

One hand.

He reached out and supported the crossbeam under the car.

There was no booming sound of explosive energy, nor exaggerated bulging of muscles.

He just squatted there, as if he were doing something completely ordinary.

Slightly exert force in your arm.

That corner of the train was slowly lifted off the ground.

One inch off the ground.

Turan's expression remained unchanged.

He paused for two seconds, then gently lowered the train.

The moment the wheels landed back on the Starstone ground—

"Click—"

The parking platform, paved with starstone, cracked where the wheel had landed.

The cracks spread outwards like a spider web.

It stretched from the Sun-class berth all the way to the Dawn-class area, even crawling under the wheels of several transport vehicles nearby.

The staff on the dock quickly stepped back; some stepped on their colleagues' feet, and others nearly fell.

The team members looked at the cracks beneath their feet and swallowed hard.

A burly man in leather armor looked at the thumb-width crack at his feet.

His lips twitched, and he subconsciously took two steps to the side.

"This...this must be so heavy..."

Someone whispered something.

Turan stood up and looked at Tobias.

His voice wasn't loud, but every word carried an undeniable certainty.

"This...is more than ten thousand tons."

Tobias's face turned pale instantly.

"grown ups!"

His voice rose several octaves, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead like broken beads.

"I absolutely did not make a mistake!"

"It's weighted according to the standard specifications for Lieyang transport vehicles!"

"Not a single pound less, and absolutely no more!"

Turan did not look at him.

His gaze fell on the black train, sweeping from the front to the back, from the roof to the wheels.

"I don't blame you."

His voice remained calm.

"This... the empty truck must weigh at least 10,000 tons."

All eyes turned to Lin Gui.

Lin Gui nodded.

"This transport truck weighs 24,000 tons when empty."