Chapter 337 War Fortress



Half an hour later.

Small World No. 0309.

The red dragon that was tricked here by Chu Yao died again at the hands of the Ao family.

The way he died was exactly the same as the first Azure Dragon.

In fact, it is not difficult to kill it. The difficult part is how to trick it without alerting the large dragon army.

Now, this trick has been used twice, and it must not be used a third time.

Chu Yao directly closed the space wormhole.

This dragon-slaying operation ends here.

I have gained enough, enough to digest for some time, and the small world also needs to enter the second stage of development.

Chu Yao took stock of the wealth currently available to him.

After wiping out the Crystal Chamber of Commerce, it was nearly 2.3 trillion.

The part belonging to the Ao family can be given to them or not, and they can use it temporarily for a period of time as working capital.

I also seized some money from the Azure Dragon's lair, probably worth hundreds of billions.

The corpses of these two dragons would add up to at least one trillion.

Nearly four trillion.

For a small world, this is already an extremely rich fortune.

It can be said that it is so fat that it is dripping with oil.

To some extent, the money problem has been completely solved.

"Lu Hongzhuang, I have a mission for you. Go to Yangcheng and call Qian Yinuo over. If she doesn't come, show her this letter."

In the field tent, Chu Yao wrote a letter and handed it to Lu Hongzhuang.

"I'll go?"

Lu Hongzhuang was a little surprised.

"Hmm? Why are you cursing? Don't you want to go?"

Chu Yao glanced at her.

"No... I mean, why should I go?"

"Because you are a woman. Qian Yinuo is also a woman. I can't send a man to kidnap her, right?"

"Okay. I'll go then."

"Um."

Lu Hongzhuang turned around and walked out, feeling a little strange in her heart, but she soon felt relieved.

Perhaps, going by myself is really the best choice.

After Lu Hongzhuang left, Chu Yao called the old principal Jiang Hong.

"Old Principal, is there anyone in the Liberal Arts School who is proficient in construction engineering? We have a lot of work to do here, and we need to prepare for a major construction project."

"Ask first. If there's nothing, I'll find a way from outside."

The old principal Jiang Hong nodded.

"Tell me what your specific requirements are, and I'll do it."

"good."

Chu Yao pulled out a huge drawing and spread it flat on the table. This was the natural topography map of small world No. 0309, but Chu Yao had marked various different symbols on it. This was the future form of the entire small world.

"In the future, this place will be a paradise for all human adventurers, and also the front line of the human battlefield. I would like to call it the Battlefield of the Heavens."

This is the positioning Chu Yao gave to the small world.

Battlefield of the heavens?

These four words made the muscles on Jiang Hong's face twitch slightly, and he felt a sense of murderous intent coming towards him.

"Look, this small world has one hundred and eight spatial wormholes, and there are forty-two alien races directly adjacent to it. Their strengths range from low to high. The lowest overall strength is the Fox Clan, and the highest is the Dragon Clan."

"These space wormholes can be opened and closed by me freely."

"As long as I want to fight, here, I can fight at any time, and I can freely choose my opponent. It's a step-by-step battle."

Chu Yao explained his plan.

He was now extremely grateful that he had chosen this one among the three small worlds.

At first, it seemed to be the most difficult path.

But once this road is opened up, the future prospects will be the broadest.

In the battle with alien races, Small World No. 0309 truly possesses unparalleled advantages, perhaps unique in the entire human race.

Hearing Chu Yao's words, Jiang Hong nodded silently.

"I plan to spend about three years to complete this place. In the future, it can become a training ground for the entire human race."

"Based on the initial design, we need to avoid these forty-two locations and use them as isolated battlefields. At the same time, we will build forty-two practitioner camps with these forty-two areas as the core."

"The architectural style of the camp is simple, plain, low-cost, and easy to repair. It's just for living. This is a military camp, not a home."

"The estimated capacity can be designed based on five million people. The place is large enough, so there's no need to worry about population saturation."

"As for the other areas, it's very simple. There will be no unnecessary commercial activities. All commerce will be monopolized by a few large chambers of commerce working together with us."

"Also, in the safe zone, we will design a museum, a memorial forest, and the martial arts school you requested. That will be enough."

Chu Yao pointed at the points on the map and instructed Jiang Hong one by one.

"Water, electricity...don't you need these?"

Jiang Hong looked at it for a long time, was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"No need. This is the front line. We could be completely destroyed at any time. We don't need these pots and pans."

"They are here to fight and practice, not to live. Just ensuring the minimum living standards of food, drink, defecation and urination is enough."

"If you want comfort, go back to the rear and find it. I don't need it here."

Chu Yao said coldly.

This is also a screening mechanism.

It is human nature to be lazy and hate work.

But I don't need such people here.

To put it cruelly, this small world is a war fortress, a furnace of heaven and earth. On the premise of meeting the minimum needs for survival, all energy is put into cultivation and fighting, and everything you have is used to gain a visible future.

This is inhumane.

But those who are against human nature must be extremely powerful.

After hearing this, the old principal fell silent again.

this time.

He was silent for even longer.

After a long time, he let out a long breath and whispered, "Many people will die."

Chu Yao looked at him quietly, with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Of course many people will die, and I could die at any time, but this is my mission."

“People who share the same ideals will naturally be fearless and not afraid of death.”

Chu Yao spoke, his voice was not cold, but compassionate and firm.

No one wants to fight.

Because war means death.

The person who dies may be a stranger, a friend or relative, or even yourself.

But there is no way.

Some things must be done.

If you don’t do it now, you will have to spend more time and pay a higher price to do it later.

When the human race is once again faced with the invasion of a massive alien army, what price will it cost to win a second time?

"Okay, I'll make arrangements now."

Jiang Hong took a deep breath, and his expression and eyes became firm.

Before this, he had never thought that Jiangcheng Martial Arts School would produce a person like Chu Yao.

As for the final outcome...

What kind of evaluation will it leave in history?

None of this matters anymore.

The right and wrong, merits and demerits will be judged by future generations.

When you are alive, think only about living.

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