Chapter 925 - 478: Pillars of Civilization_2
The large group of Iron Fist warriors were all stunned.
Tona Cutter gasped, "The Interface Transfer Island is a small region cut from the Primordial World to construct an independent space island. The Canglan People have actually mastered the Transfer Island technology!"
In fact, it wasn’t just him; even the Guardians were half-doubtful, but now the facts proved everything.
At this moment.
A ripple suddenly flashed at the edge of the sandy land, and an exoskeleton of relatively small size emerged.
This was the Tianfu Craft No. 3 Exoskeleton.
The operator inside was none other than Wu Dingtian, the highest commander of the Jiuzhou Legion.
He lowered his visor with a "click" and shouted loudly, "Friends of the Iron Fist Race, welcome to the Interface Transfer Island."
"Boom!"
Giant Axe Mota thumped his chest armor and responded, "Friends of the Canglan Race, we have come as invited!"
"Boom!"
The entire group of Iron Fist warriors thumped their chest armor in unison, their movements synchronized as if they were one, displaying extremely high discipline.
Giant Axe Mota activated his thruster, lifting himself into the air and skimming low toward the front.
After advancing a few hundred meters.
He suddenly felt a blur in front of him, and the sky brightened all at once.
The endless wind and sand disappeared, overhead was a clear blue sky, and below was a circular sand island, beyond which an endless ocean spread out.
Giant Axe Mota was dumbfounded.
Before he was born, the Iron Fist World had already descended upon the Primordial World, and the entire world was changed beyond recognition.
He also heard from the elders that long ago, the climate of this world was mild, and 30% of the surface was ocean.
But it was just a verbal description, hard to understand what the ocean really was.
At this moment, seeing this vastness with his own eyes, he naturally gained a direct understanding of the ocean.
In midair, large ripples continuously flashed, with one Iron Fist warrior after another appearing on the Interface Transfer Island.
Every warrior who entered this place, like Giant Axe Mota, was stunned at once.
Soon.
Wu Dingtian appeared beside him, introducing, "This is not a real ocean, it’s just the Power of Space projecting the ocean of Canglan Star."
Giant Axe Mota snapped out of his trance and exclaimed, "This is already very impressive; your understanding of space far surpasses the Iron Fist Civilization."
The others didn’t understand what "spatial projection" meant, but this Iron Fist person had extensive experience, having personally experienced projected images, and had a profound understanding of it.
Giant Axe Mota looked down at the rolling waves crashing on the beach and couldn’t help but say, "Can I go to the sea to experience it?"
Wu Dingtian gestured with his hand, "Please go ahead!"
With a thought, Giant Axe Mota’s exoskeleton’s armor plates automatically folded, and he leaped out of the exoskeleton, controlling his Strong Manifestation to descend to the ocean.
The exoskeleton then switched to automatic piloting, maneuvering the thruster to fly toward the sand island.
For the Canglan People, this wasn’t considered black technology.
However, for the Iron Fist People, it was astonishing, something they would never dream of—armor that could fly on its own.
When the two sides first engaged in civilization trade, the Canglan People demonstrated the exoskeleton’s automatic flight and automatic combat, which greatly shocked the Iron Fist People.
The reason the Iron Fist Civilization was willing to purchase several million sets of exoskeletons in one go was largely due to this reason.
A few seconds later.
Giant Axe Mota’s feet landed in the water.
"Splash~"
A wave washed over, with many splashes hitting his body.
He slightly bent down, reached out over the water’s surface, and felt a real tactile sensation in his hand.
This was the effect of the spatial projection.
If it were just an image, it would only be considered an illusion.
However, the spatial projection conveyed real physical attributes, capable of achieving lifelike effects.
Giant Axe Mota extended both his hands, scooping up some seawater, with some trickling down through his fingers.
The remaining seawater gradually turned murky and finally disappeared into thin air.
Several meters away.
Tona Cutter landed just in time to witness this scene.
This Iron Fist warrior swallowed hard, suddenly feeling a sense of awe toward the Canglan People.
Giant Axe Mota couldn’t help but exclaim, "I wonder when the Iron Fist Civilization can possess an Interface Transfer Island."
He didn’t know that the Guardian also expressed the same sentiment yesterday.
Tona Cutter was astounded, standing silently beside him.
Elsewhere.
Almost all Iron Fist People stepped into the seawater, faces full of shock as they experienced the legendary ocean.
Wu Dingtian watched as many Iron Fist warriors enjoyed playing in the water, shaking his head with an amused smile.
After quite a while of engaging in such activities.
The two sides reconvened and formally discussed serious matters.
Wu Dingtian spoke of their plan, "We intend to spend half a month building the Transfer Island into a fortress, then use it as a base to accelerate the development of resources in the Primordial World."
With a fixed base, the Canglan Civilization could develop resources day and night without having to open the World Gate every few days as they did before.
In terms of efficiency, it’s a qualitative change.
Wu Dingtian showed an apologetic look, "In the initial days, the infrastructure of the Transfer Island will be incomplete, making life somewhat inconvenient. Please bear with us."
Giant Axe Mota laughed indifferently, "The environment here is much better than the Black Sand Sea; this is not an issue at all."
The quasi-knight glanced at the blue sky, then at the ocean, reiterating, "It’s really wonderful here."
He felt that the climate here was better than that of the Iron Fist Civilization, though it was not convenient to say so openly, lest he demean his civilization.
Wu Dingtian then delivered a piece of bad news, "Recently, Mr. Ghost has been exploring the Black Sand Sea and has accidentally discovered that the swarm of Poisonous Ants seems to have undergone a massive change.
"Therefore, Mr. Ghost strongly suspects that a Poisonous Ant disaster will erupt in the Black Sand Sea in the near future, which is likely the reason for the Demon Eye Evil Race’s migration.
"Once the Poisonous Ant disaster breaks out, not only will the Desert Sea become very dangerous, but the civilization world with the World Gate leading to the Black Sand Sea might also be invaded by the ant swarm."
Giant Axe Mota’s expression changed slightly, immediately expressing sincere gratitude, "This information is crucial; thank you very much for Mr. Ghost’s warning!"
For a civilization world, whether or not it prepares in advance for a disaster makes a significant difference.
Receiving intelligence on the Poisonous Ant disaster in advance allows for preparations to be made against the ants. If a large number of ants invade this civilization, they can be quickly exterminated, greatly minimizing losses.
Giant Axe Mota seriously said, "If the Canglan World is overrun with ants, my race is willing to go all out to help."
As a quasi-knight, he had the authorization of the Guardians, allowing him to make decisions within the scope of his authority.
Wu Dingtian smiled, "Thank you for your kindness. However, Mr. Ghost has made ample preparations, and the Canglan Civilization knows how to deal with the ant swarm."
Giant Axe Mota hesitated.
The Iron Fist Civilization had been developing the Black Sand Sea for decades, and the quasi-knight had experienced the Poisonous Ant disasters, knowing how terrifying the ant swarm could be.
It’s an overwhelming swarm; even a High Rank Knight wouldn’t dare confront them directly.
Thus, he was very worried that the Canglan Civilization might not be aware of the gravity of such a disaster, but he couldn’t say much more.
*
Canglan Star.
Great Xia, Linjiang City.
Yang Fan stayed in the laboratory, staring intently at a plant in front of him, his expression uncharacteristically a bit excited.
Ling Shuiling, wearing a black dress accentuating her graceful curves, immediately noticed Yang Fan’s unusual demeanor, "What’s the matter?"
Ever since she was complimented by her boyfriend as "looking good" in a black dress, she began wearing it off and on.
The slight roundness in the female secretary’s abdomen was visible, indicating that she was pregnant with twins, the shape already becoming apparent.
Yang Fan, full of emotion, said, "I have been engaged in plant cultivation for so long, and today is the first time I’ve cultivated something that can be called a ’civilization cornerstone.’
Ling Shuiling stood up abruptly, her beautiful eyes widening instantly, "The samples from the Sobbing Green Sea are that potent?"
She naturally understood what her boyfriend meant by "civilization cornerstone."
In simple terms, anything that can be called a civilization cornerstone must have one effect—enhancing the overall strength of a civilization world.
This statement has two implications.
The first—can enhance individual strength.
The second—possesses universality.
The first is not difficult, but the second is extraordinarily tough.
Because the so-called "universality," in plain terms, means it can be supplied on a large scale, so each individual of a civilization can benefit from it.
Every powerful civilization world must have spent massive manpower and resources, cultivating multiple civilization cornerstones, to elevate its civilization step by step to its current level.
According to Yang Fan’s knowledge, the Iron Fist Civilization took so many years to develop three civilization cornerstones.