I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 737 - 737 736. Asking is the specialty of Night Country_1

Chapter 737: 736. Asking is the specialty of Night Country_1 Chapter 737: 736. Asking is the specialty of Night Country_1 Great buildings rise from the ground.

This phrase is quite apt when applied to the construction of Sunset Town.

Even with domestic speed, a normal building project, would take several months at least, let alone military fortifications that must be sturdy and durable, capable of withstanding intense shockwaves.

In the absence of heavy machinery and various modern equipment, erecting such fortresses in a short time is no easy task.

But the Night Country has magic.

With magic, there’s no need to consider so much.

Moreover, there are various extraordinary items developed by Lu Ban, from ovens that make bread taste better, to gloves that allow you to easily lift heavy objects, from indestructible shovels for any corner, to glasses that immediately reveal true height, much like Doraemon’s dimensional pocket.

If magical matters are set aside, then there’s even less need to ponder how such extraordinary items are made possible or crafted.

They are the specialty of the Night Country.

Looking at the completed fortress, the architect Wang Hao was filled with mixed emotions.

If only these tools existed in real life, many impossible projects would become possible, and as an infrastructure worker, he would certainly be able to resolve many issues arising from construction and transportation.

Standing atop the fortress and looking down, Wang Hao saw, in addition to the fortress-like fort, several bunkers and towers in the distance. These buildings were scattered like stars around the central Gray Tower.

Now the most important was that one tower.

The theory of the Magic Network was nearly perfected. The gray tower had risen from the ground, surpassing even the height of the fortress, like a lighthouse looking out over the Black Forest.

Wang Hao did not understand much about magic, but he had received a contract stating that once the Gray Tower was completed and the Magic Network activated, players would become part of the Magic Network, sharing knowledge and pollution.

This was quite understandable, just like the real-world internet, where every host assumes similar roles, and once connected to the Magic Network, one could learn magic, which Wang Hao looked forward to as well.

With the participation of the third batch of test players, the construction of Sunset Town far exceeded that of other regions in the Night Country.

In other towns, including those belonging to dukes, where feces and foul smells still filled the air, and mud and trash clustered, Sunset Town had already built clean roads, orderly houses, complete city facilities, and various functional buildings.

For instance, there was the magic-purified stream flowing from the Black Forest, providing the villagers with clean water for use and for automatic irrigation of the fields.

There was also the three-layered urban structure established outside the farmlands; even if the city walls were breached and the fortress fell, the beasts would have to break through two additional walls to enter the living area.

The original catapults had been replaced by rudimentary cannons, and as for gunpowder, it was produced by refining animal excrement, ensuring at least four to five rounds of cannon fire.

Sunset Town of now almost matched the urban level of some developed countries in the early 20th century, except for the absence of modern items like cars and electricity; the rest was quite comfortable.

As Wang Hao considered what to build next, whether to try electromagnetic power generation with the magnets from the last Iron Lizard or to research other possibilities, he saw clouds gathering over the distant Black Forest.

“A Demonic Tide? Impossible, according to observations, it should still be two months away,” he murmured, frowning.

Soon, he thought of another possibility, that of Demonic Beasts migrating.

Being a second batch test player, he had not experienced that brutal attack by Demonic Beasts; now, a mix of excitement and unease lingered around him.

Before Wang Hao could leave the fortress, he heard the shouts of players below.

“Demonic Beasts are attacking, prepare for battle!”

The players, who had been working on construction or resting in the town, quickly mobilized.

Seeing this, Mage Joester still found it somewhat unbelievable.

These “players” were full of energy, curious about everything, and feared not death.

Of course, Joester could understand that these traits were because they themselves were creations of extraordinary powers, with no concept of death, so their penchant for courting death was quite reasonable.

However, Joester felt that if the people of this world were to attain immortality, it would certainly be extremely chaotic, yet these “players” were quite disciplined, or relatively disciplined, and they would rush up like starving tigers at the slightest reward.

Like now, the observation of demonic beast migrations had occurred once again, and these players had quickly assembled, even those who had gone to rest had mostly returned to this world and entered the fortresses.

“Why are you all so enthusiastic?”

Joester had also asked the players who worked with him.

“Of course, we are saving the world.”

The players said matter-of-factly.

“I’ll go to the front lines to have a look.”

Cui Siter touched his “Mimic Solar Flare” and decided to go to the frontline of the fortress to supervise the battle, to prevent the players from encountering a problem they could not handle.

He arrived at the lookout tower of the fortress and found that Stone was already there.

“…It’s an insect swarm, I’m not sure if it’s the same batch as last time.”

Stone said after a moment of silence when he saw Cui Siter.

His powers were of little use against this kind of all-encompassing creature, he could only watch helplessly.

“Could this time’s demonic tide be the insects?”

Cui Siter said uncertainly, if it were insects, then at least this time the fortress should be able to withstand the impact of the demonic beasts.

“It’s getting dark.”

Stone glanced at the sky.

Deep purple and dark red lightning zigzagging through the clouds, Gale Wind blowing the hair of the people on the lookout tower, making many players unable to keep their eyes open.

The leaves, debris, and dust from the Black Forest were picked up by this Gale Wind, forming a Sturdy wind tide, smashing into the fortress.

“The migration of demonic beasts signifies the approach of the demonic tide, they will continue to surge, gather, waiting for the arrival of the Blood Moon.”

Cui Siter recalled the assertions he had heard during his first mission in the Night Country.

“You staying here is pointless, you can’t exactly use a handgun to shoot mosquitoes, can you?”

He looked at Stone, half-jokingly, half-persuasively said.

“We’ll have to face it eventually.”

Stone replied.

The next moment, thunder roared, trees in the Black Forest began to sway constantly, amidst which, a dense swarm of insects rose up.

“Prepare the artillery.”

The players below commanded.

For a moment, at each cannon port of the fortress, ammunition made from animal droppings was loaded; then the fuses were lit, and the artillery fired.

Boom Boom Boom—

The booming of the explosions rang out amidst the dark-fog-like swarm of insects, and in places beyond the naked eye, many insects fell apart, splattering their juices.

However, this time the insect swarm seemed even larger than the first, and although a good number were destroyed by the first round of artillery fire, there was still no end in sight as the dark fog thickened, engulfing Sunset Town.