Chapter 663: Left Foot Stepping on Right Foot
IV. Twelve Satellite Cities Along the Queshui River
Between the two core cities, twelve satellite cities are evenly distributed along the Queshui River. Each city is about one-tenth the size of the core city, with a city wall circumference of twenty to thirty li and a permanent population of about 500,000.
These satellite cities serve to connect the north and south core areas, divert population, store supplies, and conduct patrols.
Of the twelve satellite cities, six are located on the north bank and six on the south bank.
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Lin Feng's gaze swept quickly over this information, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
That's incredible.
This is no pure land; it is clearly a complete war machine.
The Martial Forging City can produce tens of thousands of purple equipment pieces every month, and each bound purple equipment piece consumes no more than ten blue energy crystals.
The Transmission City can train 30,000 martial artists who have mastered the Bone-Breaking Staff Technique every ten days, plus 100,000 innate transmission slots.
This means that as long as there are enough resources, he can continuously produce acquired martial artists.
The Four Symbols Transmission of Power is even more crucial; when four innate martial artists form an array, they can contend with a grandmaster.
In other words, as long as there are enough of them, he can completely overwhelm a master-level enemy with sheer numbers.
More importantly, he possesses the "selection of generals" skill; the more acquired martial artists he has, the more Qingyang Grandmasters he can promote.
With more grandmasters, they can in turn mentor newcomers. Each grandmaster can guide a martial artist to break through to the innate realm on their own, without taking up any of the 100,000 slots available in the Transmission City.
The quota is the minimum production capacity, and the master's team is the additional production capacity. With both production lines running at the same time, it grows bigger and bigger and faster.
At this rate, it won't be long before he has amassed an army of innate martial artists under his command.
This is simply turning the absurd operation of "stepping on the right foot to ascend to heaven" into a legitimate upgrade path.
While others are still desperately trying to break through to the Innate Realm, he'll already be considering how to settle this batch of "overcapacity" Innate Realm martial artists.
Once this sacred land is fully operational, his Qingyang Guard will expand to a number that even he himself cannot imagine.
He suppressed his excitement, his mind already preoccupied with another matter.
resource.
The production capacity of Qingyang Martial Arts Pure Land is indeed terrifying, but behind this terrifying production capacity lies an equally terrifying consumption.
The Forging City requires Blue Crystals, the Blood Soldier Gathering Camp requires Energy Crystals for job advancement, and the Commanding Skill also requires burning Crystals. Each of these is a bottomless pit, and together they form an ever-filling hole.
Although he has a considerable reserve of crystals, it is still far from enough to support such a system.
It seems that once we get back, we need to concentrate all the resources in the territory, prioritize supplying all the energy crystals to Qingyang Martial Tempering Pure Land, and save them in other places as much as possible.
But here's the problem.
Energy crystals are now the universal currency of Beacon Fire Territory; they circulate in the market, are collected by soldiers, and are earned by caravansโthey're everywhere.
If he buys back all the crystals to mass produce troops, what will be traded on the market? We can't expect everyone to barter.
Then let's switch to a different currency.
Copper coins, silver coins, and gold coinsโZhenyue City had a similar currency system before, so we can just use that directly.
Still too much trouble? Then just print paper money.
His mind raced, and suddenly an idea popped into his head that made him laugh out loud.
The amount of paper money printed and its face value are entirely up to him.
If printing money were allowed to run rampant, one dollar could turn into one hundred dollars, and one hundred dollars into ten thousand dollars. That would be a huge problem.
When the soldiers go to buy a bowl of noodles with a thick wad of banknotes, the shopkeeper will have to weigh it before taking the money.
He almost burst out laughing. If the mighty Fenghuo Territory were to come up with something like the Gold Yuan Currency, not to mention outsiders, even he himself would be nailed to the pillar of shame.
No, paper money can be printed, but there has to be a limit.
How much to issue, how to anchor it, and how to redeem itโthese are all headaches for economists on Earth.
That's their line of work. If they don't handle this mess, who else should they?
He snapped out of his thoughts and quickly glanced at the other two special sacred sites.
Although it is also powerful, it is far less direct than the improvement that Qingyang Martial Tempering Pure Land provides to me.
One is the "Spiritual Field Pure Land" which focuses on resource production, and the other is the "Heavenly Wall Pure Land" which focuses on defense. Each has its own merits, but for him who urgently needs to expand his military strength at this stage, neither is as practical as the Qingyang Martial Tempering Pure Land.
Lin Feng decisively chose to build the Qingyang Martial Tempering Pure Land, and selected its location in the north of the plane.
"Construction confirmed."
In an instant, a blinding dark golden light suddenly erupted from the core of the territory, causing the entire Beacon Fire City to tremble.
The beam of light shot up from the core, piercing through the roof of the council hall and shooting straight towards the northern horizon.
The earth began to rumble the moment the pillar hit the ground.
Lin Feng's consciousness extended along with that beam of light.
One hundred kilometers north of Hangu Pass was originally the boundary of a plane.
There was nothing there, only an endless dark void.
Beyond that, there is spatial turbulence; anyone below level 50 who steps in will die. That boundary is like an invisible wall.
But now, that wall is retreating.
The beam of light fell on the boundary line, and the darkness, like scorched paper, curled, cracked, and dissipated from the edge.
The turbulent void was pushed away by a powerful force, reaching even further.
In the darkness that was originally empty, the land grew out of nothing, like a giant carpet being spread out.
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The boundaries of the plane are expanding.
The newly formed territory extended outward from the border, one hundred kilometers, two hundred kilometers, five hundred kilometers, and thousands of kilometers. The darkness was pushed back inch by inch, and the void turbulence was blocked by a new dimensional barrier.
A wide river emerges from the earth from east to west, its water clear and sparkling; this is the Cuishui River.
On both sides of the river, mountains rise, hills undulate, and plains stretch out.
Immediately afterwards, the outlines of the fourteen cities gradually took shape in the light.
At the northern end, the Forging City rises from the ground, with its dark golden weapon-forging towers soaring into the clouds. Six main roads radiate outwards like a spider web, and the city walls are majestic, with arrow towers standing tall.
At the southern end, the Transmission City comes into view, with its solemn and majestic blue-white Transmission Hall surrounded by several martial arts arenas.
Along the banks of the Cuishui River, twelve satellite cities have taken shape one after another, like twelve bright pearls inlaid on both sides of the river.
In a short while, a pristine land spanning three thousand kilometers was fully presented before Lin Feng.
Rivers rush forth, mountains and rivers are magnificent, and cities stand tall and imposing.