Chapter 310 - 160: "You Have to Be Alive to Spend It.

Chapter 310: Chapter 160: "You Have to Be Alive to Spend It.

"It’s all hard labor over there. The Domain Lord said they have to get meat every day, otherwise they won’t have the strength to work. He also said to acquire more and build up our reserves."

"Alright, that puts my mind at ease."

Soon.

A High-speed Rail train filled with livestock departed at full capacity, heading for the Port.

Meanwhile.

A High-speed Rail train full of Ghost Stones had just departed from the Port, making its way toward Nameless Mountain.

Following that,

Another empty High-speed Rail train pulled into Xiyang City. Members of the Logistics Pavilion from the nearby Life Workshop swarmed forward, bundling up tools like hoes and shovels and stuffing the stacks into the train.

The tool-laden High-speed Rail train then departed for the Port.

...

The night grew deep.

Many people were already asleep.

But inside the Mortal Realm, it was exceptionally bustling. High-speed Rail trains shuttled continuously to and from the Port. The first batch of auxiliary members recruited by the Mortal Realm had already boarded a train, entered the Undersea Tunnel, and were now heading toward the New Continent.

The High-speed Rail train, carrying the first batch of the Mortal Realm’s auxiliary members, plunged into the Undersea Tunnel under the cover of night.

Everyone in the train car looked out the window with trepidation. The tunnel outside was engulfed in Ghost Fire.

There was no end in sight, neither ahead nor behind.

It felt as if the journey would never end.

The only thing they saw was the occasional High-speed Rail train on the adjacent track, rushing past them in the opposite direction.

"Quiet, all of you."

A member of the Punishment Pavilion stood in the car, his expression cold as he addressed the passengers. "I will only say this once. You are heading to the New Continent, a land pioneered by the Mortal Realm."

"Ghost Stones are everywhere."

"The wealth is astonishing."

"Your job is to mine Ghost Stones."

"Once the mining is done, those who perform exceptionally will become official members of the Mortal Realm."

"When you arrive at the New Continent, you will be shocked. You might even go into a frenzy. That’s understandable. But be warned: keep your hands clean."

"Take what is yours, and don’t take what isn’t."

"Even if you manage to take it, you’d better be alive to spend it."

With that said,

After repeating the Mortal Realm’s rules one more time, the Punishment Pavilion member moved on to the next car.

The Domain Lord’s orders had been urgent.

Everyone had only been issued an auxiliary member Identity Token. There were no uniforms, nor were there enough Kraft Paper pamphlets with the Mortal Realm’s code of conduct to go around. This meant the members of the Punishment Pavilion had the tiresome task of explaining the rules car by car on the High-speed Rail.

Everything was rushed.

The remaining details would be ironed out later.

The Domain Lord’s order consisted of two words.

Be fast.

As fast as possible.

...

「More than ten days passed.」

It was now the end of October, Year 379 of the Eternal Night Calendar.

The Rainy Season was only a few days away.

"Domain Lord."

On the City Wall.

Chen Fan stood atop the Mortal Realm’s twenty-meter-high City Wall, gazing down at the domain he had forged within its confines, listening to Wang Kui’s report.

"The Logistics Pavilion, the Hundred Valleys Pavilion, and the Celestial Granary Pavilion."

"Working together, the three pavilions have recruited fifty thousand people, transported them to the New Continent, and they have all officially begun mining. The necessary logistical supplies are also in place."

"Mm."

Chen Fan nodded lightly, his gaze sweeping over Mortal City, then toward Xiyang City and the Port, before finally settling on Nameless Mountain. He stared at the Celestial Pillar on the mountain’s peak for a long time before letting out a soft chuckle.

This was all the foundation he had built this past year.

One year.

A year ago, his old camp in the Jiangbei Wilderness was nearly destroyed by a Flesh Ghost Tide, forcing him to relocate to Nameless Mountain.

One year later, he had carved out an empire for himself in the Jiangbei Wilderness.

This place, once the most barren in Jiangbei, had now become the most prosperous of the Four Areas Jiangbei.

It was bustling with people.

An incredibly lively scene.

Stretching 14.8 kilometers, the City Wall was so vast you couldn’t see it all in a single glance. It encircled the entire Mortal Realm, providing it with the firmest protection.

After a long while,

He suddenly spoke softly.

"Wang Kui."

"You know, the one who left... his mission was to guard Jiangbei. We’re only three years away from the Undersea Ghost Tide’s landfall. Normally, the Jiangbei Defense Line is a critical defensive position. Someone should have come to fill the gap."

"But a year has passed, and no one has come."

"On one hand, I don’t want anyone to come. I’m afraid they’ll covet my Mortal Realm."

"On the other hand, I hope someone does come. Otherwise, it means the Eternal Night Frontline is on the verge of collapse and can no longer afford to worry about the rear. If that’s the case, it’s highly likely that our Mortal Realm will have to defend the Eternal Night Continent alone."

Wang Kui paused for a moment before speaking.

"If we continue to develop at this pace, maybe in three years, we really can try to defend the Eternal Night Continent on our own."

"..."

Chen Fan let out a silent laugh.

’The Mortal Realm has had many opportunities this year, the greatest of which was the discovery of the New Continent. Besides that, I also absorbed a massive amount of Ghost Stones from the reserves of the Four Areas Jiangbei. How could there be so many opportunities every year?’

’I really hope the Eternal Night Frontline can hold out a little longer.’

’Even if it can’t hold,’

’At least give me a little more time to develop.’

’The Mortal Realm hasn’t truly matured yet. It still needs time.’

He said no more.

Instead, he mounted his horse and resumed setting up the Godslaying Cannons along the City Wall. In the preceding days, they had only managed to construct the wall itself; there hadn’t been any Ghost Stones left to build the turrets. But for the past ten-odd days, a steady stream of Ghost Stones had been arriving from the New Continent.

The Mortal Realm’s Ghost Stone reserve had once again reached 47,790,000.

It was enough to deploy the armaments.

’The profits from the New Continent over the past ten-odd days are already equal to all the Ghost Stones I plundered from the Four Areas Jiangbei this entire year.’

’But...’

’If it weren’t for the accumulation this past year, even if I had discovered the New Continent, I wouldn’t have been able to get there, let alone mine it.’

He named this 14.8-kilometer-long City Wall of the Mortal Realm the "Rainy Season Defense Line."