Novel Full Chapter 324: Roles Reversed, A Request for Alliance!
Chapter 324: Chapter 324: Roles Reversed, A Request for Alliance!
“Scan Dawn City for resource outputs.”
“Record the operating patterns of the ten-thousand-fold spirit fields and the black ant army.”
“Mark every position in the city’s defense system.”
“Finally, transmit all intelligence back to the Sky-Splitting Tribe’s Grand Chieftain through the Totem Pact.”
Turing’s data streams raced across the prison cage. His voice carried a heavy gravity as he completed the core report.
“I’ve extracted the full invasion plan from the pact mark. The operation is code-named [Harvest]. It’s happening a full month earlier than we predicted.”
“The 53rd Restricted Zone houses three major powers: the Ancient Beast Clan, the Sky-Splitting Tribe, the Bloodline Temple of the Flesh, and the Abyssal Walker’s Shadow Council.”
“They’ve assembled a coalition army of 100,000 soldiers. The entire force is led directly by three ancient beings who have half-forged the path to the Demigod realm.”
“Their plan has two phases.”
“First, destroy Dawn City, seize the World Tree, and capture Logan’s core technology.”
“Second, push their army forward to crush the entire Pinocchini.”
Turing’s face, usually as calm as a still well, showed a flicker of seriousness. “Even more critical, I’ve also found that they possess an ancient technology.”
“This technology can drain the life essence from the World Tree. They intend to use that life force to create a world-ending weapon.”
“The weapon’s power is equivalent to an unrestricted nuclear bomb from the Lost World. Once completed, the entire Pinocchini will be reduced to scorched earth.”
As Turing finished speaking, the great hall fell into absolute silence.
Everyone’s faces turned grim.
Green Vine’s vines tightened uncontrollably at his fingertips. He spoke first: “Immediately upgrade all defenses to maximum alert. The World Tree is our home. The spirit tribe will not allow outsiders to lay hands on it.”
Natalia responded coldly: “Have the black ant army enter combat readiness in shifts. The five spirit tribes will participate in constructing defensive works.”
“Activate all defensive formations within the World Tree’s range at full power. We must leave no opportunity for enemies to exploit.”
Turing nodded slightly. A pale blue aura flickered around his data body: “The combined strength of the spirit tribe and Dawn City cannot face a full-scale invasion led by three Demigod-stage beings.”
“I will go immediately to the Pinocchini headquarters and share the complete intelligence with the Dream Committee.”
“The existing Saint-level forces in Pinocchini are allies we must win over. Only through multi-party cooperation can we stop this full-scale invasion by the alien forces.”
Meanwhile, in the underground conference hall of the Pinocchini Committee.
Thirteen top rulers sat in a circle. An awkward tension hung in the air.
Logan’s powerful performance on his delivery day had deeply shaken the entire committee.
They desired the endless stream of top-tier resources Logan could provide, yet they feared his growth rate, which far exceeded the norm, and his boundless strength.
They were now discussing how to define responsibilities, balance the Latio family’s rapid expansion, and maintain the power structure that had lasted a thousand years in Pinocchini.
Suddenly, the hall doors swung open. Turing’s data body materialized unimpeded at the center of the conference table. “I have come with the highest-level warning concerning the very survival of Pinocchini.”
Without wasting a word, Turing projected the complete intelligence of the [Harvest] operation into the air above the table.
It included troop deployments from three Demigod-stage powers and core data on the world-ending weapon.
The entire star map was covered with dense clusters of red dots—these dots represented military power capable of destroying Pinocchini ten times over.
In an instant, the room fell silent.
Colin, the family leader of the Vanzo clan, clenched his teacup tightly. His voice was grave as he asked: “Turing, can you guarantee the authenticity of this intelligence with 100% certainty?”
Turing’s voice remained perfectly calm. “Every single piece of data comes from the captured memories of Shadow Walker cores. There is no forgery or exaggeration.”
“The 53rd Restricted Zone wasn’t targeting Dawn City alone. Pinocchini is their second stop.”
“Once Dawn City falls, nothing will be able to stop this coalition’s iron hooves. Pinocchini’s thousand-year legacy will be utterly erased.”
Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the room shifted.
The thoughts of balancing power that had been occupying their minds vanished instantly, replaced by a heavy sense of dread before an incoming catastrophe.
They knew the truth all too well. During Pinocchini’s last expedition to the Lost World, they had lost 18 Saints. Although nine of them returned alive, their injuries were so severe that they couldn’t fight at their full strength.
Even with their current forces and the dedicated Saint-stage death squads, they could probably only muster around 30 Saint-level fighters at most. They simply did not have the power to face this alien coalition on their own.
Seeing the worried expressions on everyone’s faces, Turing didn’t give them a moment to hesitate. He immediately revealed the true strength of Dawn City. “I know many of you have always underestimated Logan’s power.”
“Perhaps you thought that delivering a million tons of ore and 100,000 spirit herbs represented his maximum production capacity.”
“But today, I want to show you the real scale of Logan’s resources.”
As soon as Turing finished, the image in the projection switched.
The first set of core data revealed the true production capacity of the black ant army.
“The black ant army has a total active strength of 1.2 million. Every single ant is capable of fighting at the Legend stage or above.”
“They can stably produce 1 million tons of S-level energy crystals per day, with a monthly output of 30 million tons.”
“The million tons of ore previously delivered to the Dream Committee was only two days’ worth of basic production. It was merely a tiny fraction of Logan’s total resource extraction.”
On the screen, a black tide of a million black ants moved in an orderly fashion between mines and warehouses.
Piles of S-level energy crystals stacked high showed a purity of over 99%.
This purity far exceeded the highest standards of even the best mines in native Pinocchini.
A collective gasp of shock filled the conference hall.
Stripline, who managed Pinocchini’s largest energy company, turned pale instantly.
Even if you added up the harvest from his three top mines, it would barely reach a million tons in six months.
The second set of images showed the ten-thousand-fold spirit fields in the middle section of the World Tree.
Hundreds of acres of spirit fields stretched endlessly. Spirit herbs of a thousand-year age were everywhere. Patches of five-thousand-year-old plants grew in rows, and even rare ten-thousand-year-old herbs were not uncommon.
Seeing everyone staring fixedly at the image, Turing explained: “Logan’s spirit fields use a time-flow array. Once charged with energy crystals, they boost cultivation efficiency to over ten thousand times faster than the outside world.”
“They can produce hundreds of ten-thousand-year herbs and over ten thousand thousand-year herbs every single day. The 100,000 herbs previously delivered were only the basic daily output of the fields.”
At that, Turing switched the scene again.
The third set of images displayed the real training data of Dawn Academy.
Turing’s voice returned: “The first batch of students at Dawn Academy totaled 1,200. Their average stage upon entry was 15-star Master stage.”
“After just three days of training in the Ten-Thousand-Fold Training Rooms, nearly 99% of the new recruits broke through to the Legend stage, raising their average stage by 6 stars.”
“This means a fresh recruit who couldn’t even step onto the battlefield can become a qualified elite warrior after just three days of special training.”
“The second recruitment drive for Dawn Academy is already complete, with the total student body exceeding 5,000. At this rate, in just one month, Dawn City will possess a Legion of over 10,000 soldiers at the Legend stage.”
Once the third set of data was displayed, Turing fell silent again.
At the same time, the entire conference hall plunged into a deathly silence.
Everyone froze where they stood. The calculations and hesitation that had been on their faces vanished completely.
In their place came a shock that cut deep into their bones.
They finally realized that Logan was not a new power that needed balancing.
Quite the opposite: Logan was currently the only core power capable of leading Pinocchini through this catastrophe.
“You should understand the situation now.” Turing’s voice broke the silence again. “Logan is the only one who can help us fight the threat from the 53rd Restricted Zone.”
“In the face of this crisis, infighting is meaningless. Only by forming an alliance with Dawn City under Logan and uniting with the spirit tribe do we have a sliver of hope.”
Colin remained silent for a long time, his knuckles turning white from the pressure of his grip.
He knew deep down that every word Turing spoke was the truth. Facing a coalition led by Demigod-stage beings, Pinocchini standing alone meant only death.
Only by lowering their pride and actively seeking an alliance with Logan was there any chance of survival.
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand and slammed it hard onto the conference table. “Turing, we are willing to dedicate all the power of Pinocchini to form an alliance with Dawn City.”
“Please go back and tell Logan this: as long as he is willing to lead the fight against the alien invasion, Pinocchini will unconditionally share all its Saint-level combat power, its intelligence network, its military resources, and its technology database.”
The other rulers exchanged glances. They all nodded immediately, raising no objections.
When it came to the survival of their race, all calculations over power and fights over interests seemed insignificant.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Dawn City had already entered its highest state of combat readiness. No one disturbed Logan within the core Blood Cultivation Realm.
Inside the life energy of the World Tree’s core area.
Where the Blood Cultivation Realm thrived, Logan was at the most critical moment of his breakthrough.
This lotus throne of life was woven from the vine of the original evolutionary mother plant.
It was covered by the arrays of the ten-thousand-fold spirit fields, where the flow of time was magnified: one day outside meant one hundred days inside.
Surrounding Logan were thirty-six floating blood-colored belief crystals. Each crystal held the massive energy of a full-strength Saint-stage strike.
These were all the reserves Logan had prepared in advance for this breakthrough. His breathing was perfectly synchronized with the pulse of the World Tree.