Immediately afterwards, Qin Qianluo quickly got into the zone and devoted herself wholeheartedly to arranging matters related to Long Nanzhi.

She walked briskly, her clothes fluttering, weaving through the crowd and issuing instructions in an orderly manner.

His sharp gaze swept around like that of a hawk, not missing a single detail.

She repeatedly instructed her subordinates to pay close attention to Long Nanzhi's every move, recording everything from her diet and daily routine to her emotional changes in detail.

Once everything was arranged, Qin Qianluo and Yao Guang decisively left the Japanese royal palace, which had now been converted into the naval headquarters.

The heavy, vermilion-lacquered gate closed slowly behind us with a dull thud.

Stepping out of the headquarters, a biting wind carrying the scent of ice and snow rushed towards me, cutting across my face like a knife and instantly taking away the warmth from my skin.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two braved the cold wind and resolutely headed towards the snow-capped mountains.

Along the way, the biting cold wind howled past, making the withered trees by the roadside creak.

Qin Qianluo's thoughts remained focused on the bold plan in her heart.

To ensure the plan's successful implementation, conducting an on-site investigation of the mysterious active volcano is an essential step.

Thinking of this, Qin Qianluo's gaze became even more determined, and a confident light shone in her deep eyes.

She tightened her cloak and quickened her pace, her boots crunching on the snow.

As if they could already see the dawn of the plan's success, they were eagerly rushing toward their goal.

The leaden-gray clouds pressed heavily down on the earth, and the biting wind carried blizzards of goose feathers.

It rampages across the heavens and earth, emitting a sharp howl, as if it wants to tear the entire world apart.

Qin Qianluo and Yao Guang rode their swift horses, their hooves splashing through the snow, creating waves of snow as they galloped forward, breaking through the wind and snow to reach the top of the snow mountain.

The gale, like a ferocious beast, yanked wildly at Qin Qianluo's hair, causing her cloak to flutter in the wind like a battle flag.

But this did not distract Qin Qianluo in the slightest. Her eyes were focused, and she narrowed her sharp, hawk-like eyes.

His gaze was like a precise surveying instrument, carefully scanning the surrounding environment.

She would sometimes crouch down, extend her hand clad in deerskin gloves, and gently touch the texture of the rock, feeling the marks etched upon it by time.

Sometimes I would gaze at the undulating mountain ranges in the distance, quickly analyzing the geological mysteries hidden within them.

The charcoal pencil in my hand moved swiftly across the paper like a nimble snake, making a rustling sound.

She sometimes sketches the outlines of winding mountain ranges, and sometimes marks uniquely shaped landforms with symbols.

To ensure the accuracy of the data, Qin Qianluo braved the raging wind and snow, climbing steep rocks time and time again to observe from different angles.

The biting wind cut across her cheeks like a knife, leaving red marks.

After several hours of repeated surveying and confirmation, Qin Qianluo finally determined the ideal location. Her tense lips curled up slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

She carefully rolled up the blueprints, placed them in a waterproof leather bag, and then, with Yaoguang in tow, descended from the active volcano in an orderly fashion.

Although this island is not large, it looks like a small boat floating in the vast ocean.

It was like a treasure trove sealed away by time, rich in mineral resources. Qin Qianluo knew that mining was urgent and had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Back at headquarters, the warm yellow candlelight flickered in the hall. Qin Qianluo presented Ning Yu with a meticulously compiled map of mineral distribution.

Ning Yu took the blueprint with both hands and slowly unfolded it. The moment his eyes fell on the dense markings on the blueprint, his pupils dilated instantly and his breathing became rapid.

Silver mines, gold mines, copper mines... the signs for various mineral veins shine like brilliant stars in the night sky.

Ning Yu's fingers trembled slightly as he repeatedly stroked the markings on the map, excitedly saying, "I never imagined that such an amazing treasure would be hidden on this tiny island!"

The news was swiftly relayed back to the Tianxuan Kingdom. Upon hearing this joyous news, the once solemn and dignified court erupted in cheers.

The ministers, dressed in court robes, whispered among themselves, their faces beaming with undisguised joy, their words filled with anticipation for the future of the nation.

Soon, the Tianxuan Kingdom began to make intensive arrangements to send people to the island to mine.

Huge merchant ships are ready to depart from the port, their billowing sails resembling enormous wings.

As batches of ore were mined, they were transported back to Tianxuan aboard merchant ships, carried by the sea breeze.

The national treasury is becoming increasingly full, and the sound of gold coins clinking together is like a beautiful symphony of wealth.

The thought that the country would become more prosperous as a result, whether it was the high-ranking officials in the imperial court dressed in fine clothes or the common people struggling to make a living in the city.

Whenever this matter is mentioned, a bright smile can't help but appear on their faces.

On the streets and alleys, people talked about these minerals, and children laughed and played in the snow, dreaming of a better future.

The elderly sat in the warm sunshine, marveling at the prosperity of Tianxuan. Boundless hope for the future burned brightly in their hearts like a flame.

After several days of tireless and round-the-clock preparations, Qin Qianluo finally managed to arrange everything flawlessly.

During the preparation period, she often worked alone late into the night, her desk piled high with documents, each page meticulously recording the itinerary, resource allocation, and personnel assignments.

The dim candlelight cast a long shadow of hers, swaying on the wall and outlining her resolute features.

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