Chapter 418: Chapter 420: The Fatty Sheep That Delivers Itself, The Current Development of Dawn City (10,000-Word Mega Chapter)

Watching Duke O’Keilly kneeling on the ground, Lide’s expression was quite subtle.

He did not know how noble this identity as Lord Ilo had become in the eyes of Duke O’Keilly after the battle at Risier City, and the recent battle at Anos City had amplified this sentiment tenfold.

In the eyes of Duke O’Keilly, the Lide standing before him was a True God descended upon the world, possessing endless power.

Facing the increasingly urgent situation, Green City needed such a strong and towering presence for protection. Yearning inwardly for help and adding to that the frighteningly lofty reputation of Lord Ilo, the ruler of the south could not help but act in such a manner.

Although he did not understand the motive behind Duke O’Keilly’s actions, since the other had already knelt, Lide naturally would not be polite.

“O’Keilly, stand.”

“As you command, Lord…”

After O’Keilly stood up, he cautiously assessed Lide, who wore a pure white priest’s robe that bestowed on him an elegant and dignified air. His incredibly handsome visage was of a mere youth in his early twenties.

Most notable was the faint holy light emanating from Lide, making it feel as if the warm sunshine of a winter’s day was shining upon those nearby, comforting and warm.

“O’Keilly, you’ve sought an audience with me. What is your purpose?”

Lide’s tone was calm and indifferent, his gaze upon O’Keilly like that of an adult watching a child…

A middle-aged man in his fifties being observed in such a manner by a younger man who appeared only to be in his twenties made for an incongruous scene.

But neither thought anything amiss, given that Lide was playing the role of a deity, the great God of Dawn–Lord Ilo, who lived for millions of years. Not acting with a bit of divine demeanor would really be too embarrassing.

Hearing Lide’s indifferent query, Duke O’Keilly felt an unexpected sense of privilege.

Having a conversation with such a powerful divine being had never happened before. Although he held a high position within the God of Nobles Sect, he never had the chance to speak face-to-face with a deity.

He quickly spoke up.

“Lord, the Ancient Day is about to descend, and the entire Nolan Empire will face an unprecedented disaster…”

Upon hearing this, Lide felt that something was amiss and interrupted, “O’Keilly, the descent of the Ancient Day is a choice of fate. I cannot change it, and no one else can either…”

Hopefully, this guy wasn’t asking him to prevent the descent of the Ancient Day. That thing was a pitfall, and he certainly didn’t have the capacity for it.

Duke O’Keilly shook his head, his blue eyes filled with hope as he looked at him.

“Lord, I am aware that the Ancient Day’s arrival is unstoppable, and I do not wish for you to halt it.

Rather, it is my desire to plead for your protection over Green City–to protect the millions of residents when the Ancient Day comes…”

Protect Green City?

Upon hearing this, Lide suddenly took interest. He’d been worrying about how to spread the Dawn Sect; it seemed like a pillow had been delivered just as he was dozing off.

Although he was very interested inwardly, his exterior remained impassive, and he even furrowed his brows.

“O’Keilly, you should know that I once lived in Green City for a time.”

Duke O’Keilly nodded. The matter of Lord Ilo being the ruler of the Dark Contract was not a secret, and he had known it for quite some time.

But back then, before the battle of Risier City began, no one imagined that the head of an Underground Force in Green City could be a great deity.

“Do you know why I chose to live in hiding there?”

At this question, Duke O’Keilly’s eyes widened slightly. After pondering for a moment and with a bitter smile, he shook his head; how could he presume to grasp the actions of a deity?

“Lord, please forgive my ignorance. Were you living a mortal life to comprehend higher levels of power?”

A spark lit up in Lide’s eyes; this explanation was good, why hadn’t he thought of that?

He coughed lightly, nodding and then slowly shaking his head.

“There is that reason…” he agreed shamelessly, “but more importantly, I descended to the Main Plane ahead of time because I sensed the coming of the Ancient Day.

However, I suffered considerable damage in the process, and my power is not as invincible as you imagine.

During this time, I have been searching for ways to recover my strength. Conquering Green City’s Underground Force was merely an effort to use them to find the Magic Materials I need…”

Oh, I see, thought Duke O’Keilly, his face lighting up with sudden understanding; he hadn’t expected such a secret.

Recovering his composure, his eyes brightened slightly–Lord Ilo was injured??

Far from being disappointed, his heart grew even more fervent.

The fact that the other party was injured meant he could lend a hand. If Lord Ilo had no desires or needs, what could Green City offer to attract his protection?

Moreover, the ability to freeze an entire city with a mere gesture, instantly killing the God of Plague… If he wasn’t injured, how powerful must he be?

If he could help the other recover, did that not mean that during the upcoming period, Green City would surely gain the protection of a true Divine?

By the Creator God above, he had seen hope.

The excitement in his heart immediately spread to his face, and Duke O’Kelly nearly laughed out loud.

But upon seeing Lide’s slightly furrowed brow, he immediately suppressed the joy in his heart, and his face took on a very solemn expression the next second.

“Lord Ilo, you have severed the power of the Evil God for the civilians of the southern province, and furthermore, you have saved Anos City. This is a great deed worthy of being sung by all life in the Glory Main Plane.

On behalf of the Southern Province and the Nolan Royal Family, I offer our thanks.”

After finishing, he bowed deeply, as if his words were coming from the bottom of his heart, his acting so superb Lide couldn’t help but praise him–old fox indeed; these nobles were no easy marks.

After a session of lofty talk, Duke O’Kelly stood up and, with sincere intent, said to Lide,

“Your Highness, for the sacrifices you’ve made for my subjects, I, O’Kelly Nolan, simply cannot stand by and do nothing.

What do you require to heal your wounds? As long as it’s within my power to find, even if I must use all of Green City’s resources, I shall spare no effort!!”

His tone was filled with determination, as if making a vow.

This Southern Sovereign was prepared to pay dearly in the fight against the approaching Ancient Days, and his words signified he was willing to pay a price beyond imagination.

Of course, Lide was no fool. With a quick thought, he understood Duke O’Kelly’s intentions and felt a tinge of amusement.

A fat sheep had delivered itself to his door–how could such good fortune be true?

He was quite tempted to fleece it thoroughly; Dawn City was in need of everything.

But after a brief consideration, he decided to delay this idea. It didn’t matter when the sheep was slaughtered; he couldn’t drop his dignity now, for he was Lord Ilo.

“O’Kelly, those worldly items are of no use to me. What I desire is something all Divines are vying for…”

Lide’s gaze held a profound meaning as he looked at Duke O’Kelly.

“So, you might as well go back. The descent of the Ancient Days is a catastrophe of fate; no one can escape it. Perhaps Green City might just survive…”

These words struck deep…

No one can escape, but perhaps Green City might survive?

With Lide saying so, how could Duke O’Kelly dare to return?

Duke O’Kelly’s heart skipped a beat as his mind raced–what could be something that all Divines would compete for, something he could not afford to give…

Divine Artifact? No, the other party would not demand a Divine Artifact from him…

Gold Puck? Precious ores? Magic Materials? Some rare Bloodline?…

An epiphany struck Duke O’Kelly like lightning.

He blurted out,

“Believers?!”

Yes, only believers could be something worth fighting over for a Divine, and it was something he couldn’t resolve. After all, Green City had so many Sects, he couldn’t possibly force the Believers to convert, otherwise, he wouldn’t have to wait for the Ancient Days to come before Green City would be wiped out by those enraged Sects.

A look of ‘the child could be taught’ appeared in Lide’s eyes.

Not bad for the Power Holder of the Southern Province; his mind was indeed sharp.

“Since you’ve guessed it, I won’t hide it from you…

The injuries I’ve suffered require the faith of a great number of believers to repair.”

He looked at Duke O’Kelly with a solemn expression, “As a member of the Nolan Royal Family, you must know many secrets about the Divines.

Just as you suspected, believers are the source of Divine Power, which is no exception for me.

I once had a Lost Plane, where all the inhabitants were my believers.”

“But after descending to the Main Plane, due to the Ancient Evil God, I lost communication with that Lost Plane. That’s why I now need new Believers to gain strength.”

With the status and position of Duke O’Kelly, it was absolutely easy to know the arrival of Divine Power, so Lide had nothing to hide.

A flicker of excitement appeared on Duke O’Kelly’s face. The fact that Lide was speaking to him like this meant he had already tentatively recognized him.

After contemplating for a moment, Duke O’Kelly gritted his teeth and said,

“Lord, if it’s about converting Believers from other Sects to worship You, I can’t do that.

But I can build temples and churches for You, dispatch an army to guard them, and have administrative officials preach for You…”

Lide had unexpected demands for Believers, but this request also relieved him because Duke O’Kelly had initially prepared to make a substantial sacrifice.

Compared to this, merely building churches and sending out preachers was entirely acceptable, and it even strangely felt like a direct profit.

Being able to exchange such simple actions for the protection of the Divine would make others green with envy.

Lide, hearing this promise, had a hint of a smile in his eyes and looked at Duke O’Kelly even more amicably.

What a cash cow…

With a perfect expression of hesitation and temptation on his face, he draggingly said, “This doesn’t seem quite right…”

Duke O’Kelly secretly sighed in relief. The other party was indeed tempted.

Without further hesitation, he suddenly turned to look at the doorway, where several knights had not entered the room.

“Kedri, Dal, come in and listen to my command.”

The two tall figures who were called immediately entered the room.

“Duke, your orders, please.”

“Immediately convey my command, instruct the city guard to organize manpower to build the church for Dawn Sect for Lord Ilo!

Do it with the utmost haste, sparing no expense, and if necessary, deploy the Pegasus Knight Order and the Caster Corps!”

The two knights were startled, but seeing Duke O’Kelly’s unquestionable demeanor, they immediately acknowledged and left.

After the two accepted the order and left, Duke O’Kelly then turned to face Lide, apologizing.

“Lord, please forgive my presumption, but from now on, Green City will become the new stronghold of the Dawn Sect…”

Before the battle in Anos City, Lide had dramatically declared himself the God of Dawn, so it was no surprise that it was impossible for Duke O’Kelly’s spies to miss it, hence mentioning the Dawn Sect casually wasn’t a big deal.

Seeing Duke O’Kelly being so sensible, Lide became even more satisfied, practically being offered a sacrifice on a silver platter–was this what they call self-slaughter among the cash cows nowadays?

I like it.

After a brief contemplation, Lide slightly shook his head, speaking with a touch of helplessness,

“O’Kelly… you… sigh, alright, your sincerity has moved me. But I must make it clear to you.

My power is still far from its peak, I haven’t even reached Legendary level.

The reason I was able to kill those Divine Servants was solely relying on Magic and Divine Arts, allowing me to unleash such intense strength. I might not be able to counter the Ancient Evil God as you’ve said…

And for me to return to my peak state, I still need some time, so you should be mentally prepared.”

The more Lide talked like this, the higher his stature rose in Duke O’Kelly’s mind.

Listen to this–even without restoring his Legendary strength, he can freeze a city with Magic and Divine Arts, annihilate millions of Fierce Half-Ratmen.

When he recovers his Legendary strength, could he potentially solo-annihilate the den of the Evil God in Risier City?

Besides, Lord Ilo might have hidden trump cards. Perhaps the power he can unleash is far more terrifying than what he’s currently showing.

Duke O’Kelly, who was wildly imagining, convinced himself in an instant, seeing Lord Ilo before him practically shining in his eyes.

His character is truly noble…

People always believe what they want to believe, and with notable achievements in both battles of Risier City and Anos City, Lide now claims to be merely a level 23 Transcendent, yet no one would believe it.

A joke, isn’t it? How could someone who’s only a level 23 Transcendent crush three Transcendents singlehandedly? Command Divine beings to kneel with a single word? Freeze an entire city with one spell? Slay an Ancient Evil God barehanded?

Deeds always hold more sway than words.

“My Lord, rest assured, Green City will definitely not trouble you during ordinary times. It will only seek your help at the most critical moments…”

Duke O’Kelly hastily made a promise to Lide, and the smile on the face of this Southern Sovereign could not be concealed. In his eyes, Green City was now secured.

With such a solid support, he would no longer have to be as cautious as before when the old days approached.

Having the conversation progress to this point, Lide could only respond with a touch of emotion.

“O’Kelly, your attitude has moved me. I promise that I will come to Green City’s aid in times of crisis.

But I must say this beforehand–if my power has not yet returned to its peak by then, and the enemy is too powerful, I may not be able to protect Green City.

Therefore, besides myself, you should seek as many powerful protectors as possible. The more the strong, the safer Green City will be.”

Duke O’Kelly was deeply moved by these words. In fact, Lide didn’t need to mention it; he wouldn’t have stopped his efforts regardless. The intelligence network of the southern province was in full swing, and Lide was the strongest and most desired target in his plans, but not the last one.

He then assured with a slap on his chest.

“Rest assured! I will do everything in my power to build your churches and spread your teachings so that you can regain your strength as soon as possible.”

With today’s conversation at this point, the outcome was already clear and both parties were very satisfied with the results.

Duke O’Kelly believed he had found a strong backing, and Green City no longer needed to live in fear.

Lide had justifiably allowed the Dawn Sect to become the official Sect of Green City. As for the promise to protect Green City that he had given to Duke O’Kelly… he naturally would take action.

After all, the Dark Contract and the Crimson Mage Tower were still in Green City, and these two forces were like two arms for the Dawn City.

If Green City were to fall, the loss would be unacceptably great for him.

Even if O’Kelly did not speak up, he would involve himself in the defense of Green City at the critical moment, as this was about protecting his own interests, nothing else.

Moreover, he had already stated that he might not be able to defeat the invading enemy–the worst-case scenario was simply not winning… after all, he could resurrect.

Whether he agreed or not, it hardly made a difference, but with this current maneuver, the benefits he obtained were considerable.

Establishing a Sect was just the beginning. The true implicit benefit was that he could enter the upper echelons of Green City openly and legitimately under the name of Lord Ilo.

Green City was the core of the southern province and a stronghold that the Nolan Empire could not overlook.

By infiltrating the upper echelons of Green City, it meant he could mobilize resources and forces a hundred times stronger than working covertly.

For instance, if he wished to purchase a certain rare and precious ore, previously, he would have to pay high prices to buy it from various trading companies.

But if he entered Green City under the name of Lord Ilo, he would merely need to leak this information, and countless Nobles and major trading companies would bend over backwards to find it for him, doing this merely to curry favor with him.

Isn’t it worth it to incur some cost to gain the favor of a Divine being?

This is what power is.

When you are high in the clouds, every person below will make you feel comfortable.

Eventually, all the valuable materials of Green City would be laid before him–Magic Secret Records, Forbidden Curse Scrolls, rare ores, and so on. As long as he needed them, he could easily acquire them.

This invisible benefit was what truly made Lide’s heart bloom with joy.

After confirming the partnership, Lide became much friendlier to Duke O’Kelly, and their conversation grew more intimate.

When it came to such easy pickings, he expressed his great fondness for them, hoping for more and more. He wasn’t afraid of ‘getting fat’–with a hearty appetite, he could swallow any amount.

After more than half a day, Lide found an excuse to end the topic, also agreeing to ascend Green City with Duke O’Kelly in three days.

Duke O’Kelly naturally left, beaming with joy.

Prince Anos, invisible like a ghost until Duke O’Kelly had left, immediately came up to Lide.

“My Lord, I will arrange the construction of the Dawn Sect at once…”

Lide smiled, “What need is there for you to meddle?

Anos City can proceed with the established plans for reconstruction. The establishment of the Church can be delayed. Now, the key is to restore the power of the entire city.”

After speaking, he paused for a moment, pondering before he continued.

“The God of Plague has been killed by me once again, and in the short term, this Evil God certainly won’t appear again, and even the extraordinary powers within Risier City surely won’t dare to show themselves.”

So, before the coming of the Ancient Threat, Anos City will no longer be in danger.

But just in case, I will reassign a ten-thousand-strong Centaur Army to assist you in garrison duty.

Moreover, the adventurers from the Lost Plane have suffered significant losses this time; you can also take the initiative to use this Centaur Army to lead the adventurers to hunt the Fierce Half-Ratmen.

Especially the Crimson Moon and Dark Contract guilds–both are under my control behind the scenes. This time, they can legitimately have the Centaur Army assist them in increasing their strength.”

Players killing monsters can increase their strength, and their strength will drop after death; this simple feature has long been discovered by the natives.

So Lide’s words did not trigger too great a reaction from Prince Anos.

“We must increase our strength at this stage; the greater our power is, the more confident we will be in opposing the coming of the Ancient Threat.

And the adventurers who can resurrect continuously are the sharpest swords in our hands.

You have seen the power they unleashed.

Cultivate them well, as they will become one of our most important forces in the future.”

“By your command, my lord.” Prince Anos knelt on one knee, his head bowed in humility.

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Although the battle of Anos City had ended, the ripples it caused did not subside over time, but instead showed signs of intensifying.

Earth needs no mention; over a billion people witnessed Lide slaughtering his enemies with shock, and their desire for this game reached a peak–with everyone frantically posting to demand that “Glory” continue to produce gaming capsules.

Besides Huaxia, even the governments of other countries officially stepped in to request that Huaxia open “Glory”; Huaxia officials scoffed at these demands and utterly ignored them.

However, as time went on, a sudden piece of news excited everyone.

The third batch of “Glory” gaming capsules was officially accepting pre-orders and would launch on January 1st of the following month.

And this time, the number of gaming capsules amounted to 110 million.

Surprisingly, Huaxia officials, for some known benefits, reserved 10 million of these gaming capsules for an international version. Observant people could see from news reports that Huaxia had achieved breakthroughs in several core technologies that belonged to the top-secret category in the West at the same time as the international version of the gaming capsules was released…

In Huaxia, the sale price of these one hundred million gaming capsules was lowered to 10,000 yuan each, which was absolutely affordable for the average netizen in mid-21st-century Huaxia. Soon after, the gaming capsules were sold out.

Everyone was waiting for the third round of the game to open after more than a month.

What kind of changes the entry of ten times more players into the Main Plane of Glory would bring was still to be observed.

The changes on Earth had not yet affected Glory due to time, but Anos City, the focal point of this turmoil, began a new round of construction after the resurrection of the players.

That’s the strong point of players–they can’t be killed. Millions of people died and the next day they could revive, resuming the lively scene from before. This would be impossible to see in the cities of the natives.

Prince Anos took this opportunity to issue a massive number of construction quests, directly harnessing the unreleased energy of these players to build the city.

At the same time, he also opened up the possibility of exchanging contribution points for equipment, which pacified those players who had died a few times considerably.

It was then announced that over the next month, the Centaur Army would be available for unpaid hire by players in groups of a hundred, but this hiring would require contribution points, which could only be earned by participating in city construction or other tasks.

This immediately ignited the players’ enthusiasm, and the damaged Anos City was feverishly rebuilt and restored.

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Duke O’Kelly, upon returning to Green City, began with excited spirits to arrange for the construction of the Dawn Church in Green City.

And he went so far as to build ten at once, which could only be described as insane.

There were only eight temples of the Life Goddess in Green City, which attracted the attention of many nobles and Sects, but after inquiring, any dissatisfaction in their hearts instantly evaporated, or if there was any, it had to be suppressed.

Because Lord Ilo, that legendary Divine, had already promised to protect Green City after the coming of the Ancient Threat!

In exchange, Green City needed to spread the teachings of Lord Ilo as much as possible.

This matter was a matter of life and property, and even if the leaders of those sects weren’t pleased, they couldn’t defy the general trend, and opposing it was futile when others agreed, nor did they dare or wish to resist inwardly.

After all, everyone knew the terror of those Ancient Evil Gods. Risier City, the old lair of the Evil Gods, was right at the doorstep of Green City, and whether Green City could hold firm after their return was a massive question.

Now with Divine protection, it was of great benefit to them, as naturally no one wished to have their souls devoured by those evil beings.

The upper-class nobles of Green City were excited, and the Dark Forces of the underworld were equally amazed.

Lord Ilo had actually infiltrated the upper echelons of Green City, which was simply amazing.

Indeed, the people of the Underground Forces believed deeply until now that Lord Ilo was definitively an embodiment of Dark Life–a Vampire.

And his entrance into the high society of Green City was nothing more than a strategem.

Lide, through a series of clever maneuvers, had managed to get both the Light and Dark camps to accept him, and they were both firmly convinced that he belonged to their own faction. No matter what the opposing camp said, they couldn’t shake this belief.

It was simply outrageous that a member of the Bloodline could unleash powers of the Light; anyone else wouldn’t dare believe it without seeing it for themselves.

Under such circumstances, life for the Dark Contract had become increasingly comfortable, not only was the income from the gray trade rich enough to dribble oil, but even the upper-class nobles of Green City started to voluntarily do business with the Dark Contract.

It was obvious to any discerning eye that Lord Ilo would become one of the most prominent power holders in Green City for a considerable time to come. Sucking up to them now was definitely considered good business.

As for a key figure of the underworld–the Heart-eating Demon Wales, this chairman of the Demon Heart was even more eager to build a Dawn Church on his own territory.

And he claimed that residents who believed in Lord Ilo within the Demon Heart’s control would see a reduction of 50% in shelter fees.

Suddenly, outside the Dawn Church, there was a surge of people. Before even being established, a large group of residents wanted to believe in Lord Ilo, which could be called the most efficient evangelism in history.

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While the outside world was in turmoil, Lide quietly returned to Dawn City.

The war in the Underworld had ended, but there were many decisions that needed his attention. His agreement with Duke O’Kelly was for three days later, so he still had ample time.

After Castro flew into the Far Mountain Range, Lide, despite being thousands of kilometers away, immediately sensed the Land of Bone-Burying.

In the sky above where white clouds drifted against the blue, Castro, flying at high speed, abruptly heard a loud boom, followed by a tearing noise as space fractured. Then, this newly born ruler instantly disappeared into the rift of space.

A few blinks later, the broken space restored itself to normal, the surrounding area became peaceful again, as if nothing had happened.

Within the Land of Bone-Burying, as soon as Lide entered this Plane belonging to him, an indescribable, fearsome power bestowed itself upon him, and at that moment, his aura was akin to that of a deity.

The power of the entire Plane was at his disposal.

He was the center of the entire Plane.

That feeling of controlling everything was quite extraordinary.

Looking down at the Land of Bone-Burying, now covering an area of 50 kilometers, he felt pleased.

The ground there was still paved with white bones, and the circular stone walls, once used to besiege the Fierce Half-Ratman, still stood, only now without any army to man them.

On the right-hand side in the far reaches of the Land of Bone-Burying, a Space Gate stood wide open. Through the gate, one could faintly sense the stench of the Cave Spiders.

That was the Spider Plane he had conquered. Since he had dispatched the Extraordinary Frost Giant Dragon Altan with the Divine Monster to station at Twilight City, he had not continued the slaughter of Cave Spiders for some time.

With the Extraordinary Spider Queen presiding over the Spider Plane, there was no need to worry about those spiders recklessly escaping.

However, he did need to find an opportunity to reinitiate the pig farming plan. Otherwise, it would be too wasteful.

His gaze shifted to the left-hand side of the Land of Bone-Burying, where numerous Space Gates saw figures continuously passing in and out.

Most of these Space Gates were paired; one on the left and the other to the right, less than three to five meters apart. One could basically step out of a Space Gate and take a few steps to enter another.

Lide smiled with satisfaction at this sight.

These Space Gates were key to maintaining the rapid development of Dawn City during this time.

They were connected to the Beastmen in Dwarf Valley, the Magic Crystal Veins in the underworld, the newly established agricultural towns on the Dawn Plains…

The core connection point was naturally Dawn City.

Through the Space Gates, Dawn City’s radius of influence had reached 1000 kilometers, which is a diameter of 2000 kilometers.

In this area, residents of the Dawn City no longer need to ride Magic Language Bats to directly reach Dawn City through the Space Gate.

Of course, at this stage, the Space Gate is only open within Dwarf Valley and has not yet been completely connected to the outside world.

The existence of the Space Gate has saved a huge amount of time for Dawn City, directly boosting work efficiency and allowing for the city’s development to maintain a high-speed state.

After observing briefly, Lide was very satisfied. Although there were dozens of Space Gates, under the command of the guards, there was no sign of chaos.

After spending a short time in the Land of Bone-Burying, he did not linger any longer, as there was nothing much to see at this stage.

He pocketed the shrunken Castro and left the white bone land by tearing through space.

Dawn City, the fifth floor of the new district office.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, Lide felt very comfortable.

After sitting down on the recliner behind the office desk, he began to ponder lightly.

This trip to Anos City not only saved his covertly controlled player’s main city but also earned him a powerful title. In the end, he even successfully connected with Duke O’Kelly, facilitating the spread of the Dawn Sect into Green City.

The gains from this trip were indeed substantial.

“Indeed, ‘commit crimes and arson for a golden belt’… war is the fast track to growth.”

After pondering for a moment, Lide came back to his senses and turned his head towards the door.

“Go call Harrison…”

Although he was not often in the office, there were always Bloodline guards stationed at the door all year round.

This was a symbol of status, as well as to ensure that certain secret documents would not be stolen–though the truly confidential ones were all stored in System Space.

Upon hearing the command, one of the Bloodline solemnly responded with a hand to their chest and immediately turned to go downstairs.

Soon, footsteps were heard approaching from afar, and shortly after, Harrison, the somber-faced City Hall Speaker dressed in a gray Mage robe, entered the office.

“Good day, Lord…”

“How is the situation now in Anos City?” Harrison asked softly after saluting with a hand to his chest.

The news of several million Fierce Half-Ratmen attacking Anos City was shocking. When Harrison first received the intelligence, Lide was not in Dawn City, so he dared not decide lightly whether to dispatch troops to assist.

It was a major issue with far-reaching implications, and moreover, most of the army had been sent by Lide to attack the Naga, which was why the Dawn City armies were not seen in Anos City.

“It has been resolved,” Lide said with a smile, recounting the rough course of events, before concluding,

“In three days is the time I have agreed upon with Duke O’Kelly. In order for the Dawn Sect to preach smoothly, I will inevitably need to spend some time in Green City.”

“Lord, your power is truly awe-inspiring.

This visit to Green City could be an excellent opportunity, not only for the rapid spread of the Dawn Sect but also for using Duke O’Kelly to acquire more resources that we need.”

“Exactly, that’s my plan.”

Lide nodded in approval, “So before I go, I need to deal with recent trivial matters and also inspect the progress of previous projects.

Harrison, report the progress of various projects in Dawn City, starting with agriculture.”

One has to eat food one bite at a time. Although progress had been made in Green City, his base was Dawn City.

“Yes, Lord.”

Harrison reported solemnly.

“According to your plan, we have established a total of 10 agricultural towns on Dawn Plains.

Each agricultural town has a population of 1,000 people, these farmers are directly employed and governed by the City Hall, and their only job is to grow wheat in the fields.

With the help of the Dawn Mage Tower and the giants, each agricultural town has opened up 200,000 acres of farmland, averaging 200 acres of farmland per person.

Such a vast area of farmland would have been absolutely impossible before, and right now, these lands have yet to be sown with wheat.

The reason for opening up so much land is that the Magic Industry Research Institute, inspired by your ideas, has made breakthrough progress with the Automatic Seeder and the Automatic Harvester.

Although the efficiency of the first-generation alchemy machine has much room for improvement, it is already far beyond the limit of normal farmers’ cultivation. Therefore, an average of 200 acres of farmland per person is not too much of a problem.

Moreover, I have already established an agricultural research department within the Magic Industry Research Institute, specifically to produce and improve on the blueprints you provided…”

In Harrison’s report, Lide’s expression grew increasingly satisfied, and the saying that technology is the primary productive force was absolutely true.

Although the Main Plane of Glory didn’t have Earth’s technology, they possessed a power that was in no way inferior to technology–magic.

The original intention of establishing the Magic Industry Research Institute was to apply magic to various production tools, thereby increasing production efficiency.

As Dawn City expanded, the population also grew, and the food crisis had not been alleviated by much.

Especially after the addition of the Giant Army, the food crisis had risen to a critical level.

For Dawn City to reach its current scale, relying solely on human cultivation of farmland was clearly no longer sufficient to meet the needs brought by development.

At this time, combining Earth’s technological products with magic to create new alchemy creations to replace human labor was the best direction for development.

And Lide had already made preparations for this path.

Magic harvesters, alchemy seeders… these were the perfect successes.

As long as the machinery was operational, it wasn’t just 200 acres per person that could be managed, even 1000 acres could be taken care of–technology changes lives, no joke.

“This matter, as a key aspect of agriculture, must be firmly grasped. I hope to see the real products by next year’s planting season,”

Once these agricultural machines were developed, then next year, after surviving the spring and summer, autumn would bring a harvest beyond imagination.

After conquering Naga City, they had captured enough food to last the current Dawn City half a year, and with the existing stock, there wouldn’t be a problem supporting the city for a year.

He could wait for the next season’s harvest.

“Yes, my Lord, I have been personally supervising this matter.”

“How is the progress on the heating system, lighting system, and the track cars?” Lide asked succinctly, continuing his inquiries. These projects were among the key ones he had previously proposed.

“The heating system has been completed, with heating devices rolled out throughout the city. It will start operating in mid-November and stop on March 1st of next year.

The lighting system is in the process of being laid out, expected to be completed by mid-December.

As for the track cars… The Dwarf-designed final product has passed testing, but due to the scarcity of steel–all of our stock has been used to forge weapons and armor–its construction is still queued up… It’s expected that production can only officially start after the coming spring,”

These projects were the most basic of infrastructures, of paramount importance.

Needless to say about the heating system, with heating, residents could continue working through winter… that was precisely the capitalist Lide’s intention.

Of course, heating also greatly improved the living environment; after experiencing it, it was impossible to accept indoor temperatures colder than outdoors.

Lighting was simply the starting point of nightlife, not to elaborate further, and track cars saved time and improved work efficiency.

These projects were basic infrastructure in every Earth country, but it was these basics that demarcated the line between backwardness and advancement.

Once all these projects were completed, Dawn City would become a city driven by magic technology.

A city completely different from Glory.

Whenever Lide imagined magic array-driven track cars racing through Dawn City, magic crystal stones substituting for electricity with neon lights twinkling, harvesters that fused Dwarf and goblin technology reaping wheat in the plains, he felt quite excited.

He had the sensation of creating history.

This city was built up bit by bit by him, and he was leading everyone towards the distant horizon.

“Good, these things must be firmly secured. Matters of people’s livelihood may seem simple, but they are absolutely not to be overlooked for a city.

Additionally, have there been any issues with the half-elves or other races that have integrated into Dawn City?”

When he conquered Twilight City, Lide brought back a portion of the half-elves to Dawn City. The crossbows produced by half-elves were of unimaginable quality, and he naturally wouldn’t miss out on these valuable laborers.

“My Lord, everything is normal; their acceptance of Dawn City is very high, and some have even become Believers of the Dawn Sect…”

Looking at Harrison’s somewhat proud expression, Lide couldn’t help but chuckle.

Running water, greenhouses for vegetables, heating, clean streets, neat residents, civil and courteous patrol teams, plenty of food, jobs available everywhere…

For a half-elf who lived underground, constantly at risk, a city that was prosperous, safe, inclusive, and open, with no discrimination, was an irresistible temptation.

Everything in Dawn City was novel and astonishing to these newcomers.

A charming city was quietly taking shape.