Chapter 458 - 183: Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base

Chapter 458: Chapter 183: Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base

"No need."

Chen Fan shook his head, rejecting the suggestion.

He then lowered the Flying Ship slightly and constructed a massive, circular Level 1 City Wall around the cluster of Celestial Pillars.

Soon after, members of the Logistics Pavilion quickly arrived via the Mortal Realm High-speed Rail.

They carried four enormous wooden plaques on their shoulders.

They nailed one plaque to each of the four sides of the City Wall.

"Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base."

"That’s more like it."

Chen Fan gazed at the plaque and nodded in satisfaction. ’What "over by Nameless Mountain"? It has its own exclusive name now: Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base.’

’And I’m not just going to let any old riffraff be placed here.’

At that moment, in his heart,

these 2,000 Celestial Pillars were like his precious babies. As for the batch of Celestial Pillars at the Port—those aesthetically displeasing things—he’d find an opportunity to launch them all.

Of course,

that was just him talking. The Celestial Pillars at the Port were fully charged, so they certainly couldn’t be wasted. However, they really weren’t suitable for the Port anymore. ’I’ll just move them all to the other side, behind Nameless Mountain, and let the men from the Battle Pavilion get some practice.’

It had to be said,

the combination of Martial Kings, Giant Turtles, and Cables was quite effective.

It allowed them to complete many large-scale projects that the Mortal Realm couldn’t have handled before.

For a project like moving Celestial Pillars, forget the Mortal Realm—he didn’t know how many factions on the entire Eternal Night Continent could pull it off, but he was sure there weren’t many.

Knocking down a Celestial Pillar would be much simpler, but moving one was exponentially more difficult.

Night fell.

Chen Fan returned to Cave No. 1 and went to sleep.

「That night.」

He dreamed all night of his "Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base." It was unclear what he dreamed about, but in his sleep, the corners of his mouth occasionally turned up in a smile, like a sleeping cat.

...

「Daybreak!」

Chen Fan excitedly threw on his clothes, rushed out of Nameless Mountain, and boarded his Flying Ship to head for the "Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base."

Both involved construction.

But building a Missile Base filled him with far more passion than building the Sky Rails.

This was mainly because building the Sky Rails was too time-consuming, and the process was rather dull and tedious, though the sense of accomplishment after finishing was significant.

Today, on the second day after the end of the rainy season—the second day of winter—he was going to build another Missile Reserve Base. A reserve of two thousand Max Level Celestial Pillars wasn’t enough; he wanted four thousand.

It was one thing when he didn’t have any Ghost Stones.

But now that he had plenty,

what were they for if not to be used?

Last time, supporting the Yellow Springs Entrance Defense Line had used up fifty-five Max Level Celestial Pillars. Although that was because he had used strategic weapons as if they were conventional ones, he believed the main reason was simply that his reserves were too low.

As long as his reserves were large enough,

what was the loss of fifty-five Max Level Celestial Pillars?

When he arrived at the back of Nameless Mountain,

large numbers of members from the Mortal Realm Logistics Pavilion and Battle Pavilion were already bustling about. They had worked through the night, and a new shift had taken over this morning to continue the work.

They had cleared a total of two new areas.

The main task was to level the ground and clear out all the weeds, dead trees, and other debris.

One of the areas was smaller.

Right now, enormous Celestial Pillars were being transported and moved here by the Mortal Realm High-speed Rail.

This area,

Chen Fan named it the "Mortal Realm Temporary Missile Reserve Base." It was primarily for storing the batch of Celestial Pillars moved from the Port.

And in the other, larger cleared area,

which was level with and perfectly aligned directly behind the "Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base."

Red circles had already been marked on the ground, also perfectly aligned with the red circles on the ground of the Mortal Realm No.1 Missile Reserve Base.

The work ethic of a faction’s members often depends on its leader.

If the leader is sloppy and only cares about efficiency, their subordinates will act the same way.

But if the leader is a bit of a perfectionist and detail-oriented,

their subordinates will subconsciously lean in that direction as well.

For example...

Last night, he had only ordered the Logistics Pavilion to clear another area. He hadn’t even mentioned marking the spots, yet the Logistics Pavilion had already marked them exactly as he would have wanted.

"Not bad."

Chen Fan grinned.

A phantom Celestial Pillar, formed from white lines, quickly appeared and solidified.

Immediately after,

one, two, three.

After pouring in nine hundred million Ghost Stones, two thousand Max Level Celestial Pillars once again stood neatly in this area. He then built another Level 1 City Wall, enclosing the area in a perfect square.

Then he began laying the Earth Gold Lines again.

By the time he finished laying them,

the Logistics Pavilion had already hung the wooden plaques for the "Mortal Realm No.2 Missile Reserve Base" on the four sides of the new City Wall.

"This Xiaoyu is getting better and better at his job."

Chen Fan looked towards Xiaoyu, who was busy directing people in the crowd, a flash of appreciation in his eyes. Initially, the Logistics Pavilion was only responsible for simple tasks like crafting Identity Tokens and Banners.

But as the Mortal Realm developed,

the Logistics Pavilion had to take on more and more responsibilities. Unlike Wang Kui, who had been a station master for thirteen years before joining the Mortal Realm and already possessed both management skills and the ability to handle pressure,

Xiaoyu hadn’t been a station master before. He was just one of Wang Kui’s former subordinates.

He had always been a little worried that Xiaoyu might not be able to handle the pressure.

Unexpectedly...

Xiaoyu was growing faster than he had imagined. With Xiaoyu at the helm, the Logistics Pavilion truly managed all of the Mortal Realm’s logistics, big and small, and had yet to make any major mistakes.

The importance of logistics to a faction was self-evident.

A person who could do this job well...

was hard to find.