The dry season wasn’t entirely without rain.
But according to the records, when it rained during spring and sumr in previous years, the Ghost Objects didn’t go on a violent rampage.
This also answered a question that had been nagging him: what kind of natural rainy season could have rain falling all day for an entire month?
The rain during the rainy season was different from the normal spring and sumr rains.
It was like...
He couldn’t find the right word to describe it at that mont.
Ti for sleep.
It was just dawn. After seeing Zhou Mo off and obtaining the Ghost Skin, he didn’t delay any longer. He walked down from the City Wall toward the Wooden House, ready to go back inside and sleep. After he woke up, he still had to continue paving the road.
He was building a highway that could be used at night.
Whether it was for collecting tolls or for serving the camp.
It offered nothing but benefits.
Most importantly...
...the special Upgrade Direction he had gained when the Ghost Fire reached Level 3 was only effective during the rainy season. He had to use up the free daily quota; it couldn’t be wasted.
Even if he didn’t need them now, he could craft them and store them in the Warehouse for later use.
...
There were still nearly three hours until the Eternal Night fell.
Chen Fan woke up.
He crafted another brand-new tricycle and left the camp with Qi Chong, heading into the Eternal Night to continue paving his highway.
The vehicle traveled at a variable speed through the Wilderness during the rainy season.
Standing at the front of the vehicle, Chen Fan continuously laid down one Copper Pipe after another, connecting them end to end in a straight line.
He laid the Copper Pipes a ter deep beneath the Wilderness soil. This was the maximum depth possible. Under normal circumstances, they would be difficult to destroy unless soone did it intentionally. But even if they were damaged, it wouldn’t have a major impact.
Only the specific Copper Pipe that was destroyed would stop working.
The Ghost Fire would continue to flow through the pipes connected to the camp. So, as long as he built a camp at each end, even if a section was destroyed, only that area would be disabled, not affecting the bigger picture.
But...
...only he could maintain these Copper Pipes.
If the camp survived the rainy season and continued to grow, he couldn’t possibly be busy maintaining buildings all day, every day.
Therefore, the camp needed an additional Architect.
This Architect wouldn’t need to construct anything; they would just be responsible for maintenance.
’An Architect... an Artifact Refiner... an Alchemy Master... and people to handle the day-to-day tasks...’
’If I want to develop a faction, people are indispensable.’
’After the rainy season ends...’
’...I’ll have to go to Jiangbei City to recruit so people.’
But recruiting an Architect was nigh on impossible. It wasn’t a simple matter and would require careful planning and waiting for the right opportunity.
"Chief."
Just then, Qi Chong, who was standing on the tricycle operating the Power Rod, wiped the sweat from his forehead. After hesitating for a long ti, he finally spoke in a raspy voice, "There’s sothing I’ve been debating whether or not to tell you..."
"The night before last, I accidentally discovered that Wang Mazi’s n... have been privately hoarding so Ghost Stones. They didn’t turn them all in when they first joined the camp."
"..."
Chen Fan’s brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t stop what he was doing.
’Wang Mazi’s n.’
’They’ve always kept a low profile in the camp, doing their work dutifully. On their very first night after joining, the camp faced its greatest crisis to date: the at Worms’ Ghost Tide. We nearly ran out of Ghost Stones.’
’Xiaoyu and Zhou Mo risked their lives to go outside the walls and bring back Ghost Stones to keep the camp’s Arrow Towers operational.’
’But at that ti, Wang Mazi’s n clearly had Ghost Stones, yet they turned a blind eye, letting Zhou Mo leave the city on what was practically a suicide mission. Their intentions were truly damnable...’
He could understand selfishness.
After all, who didn’t look out for their own interests?
But selfishness in that situation was just plain stupid.
’If the camp falls, who could possibly survive?’
Wang Mazi’s n had now been assigned by him to follow Zhou Mo, responsible for collecting resources from other sites.
After a mont of silence, Chen Fan finally spoke again. "Does Wang Mazi know about this?"
"Wang Mazi probably doesn’t know."
"Have you told anyone else?"
"I haven’t told a soul."
"Good." Chen Fan nodded lightly, continuing his work. "I understand. Don’t tell anyone else about this."
"Understood."
Qi Chong nodded firmly and went back to pumping the Power Rod, not ntioning the matter again. The main reason he hadn’t wanted to say anything was that he didn’t want to disrupt the current harmonious atmosphere in the camp. But at the sa ti, he felt that people like that could bring disaster to the camp one day.
After thinking it over for a long ti, he decided the Chief had to know.
...
After finishing laying the Copper Pipes for the day, Chen Fan and Qi Chong returned to the camp. Next to the original Farmland, Chen Fan built a new plot of Level 1 Farmland and tasked Qi Chong with transplanting the crops brought back from the other sites.
Only then did he begin his daily inspection of the camp.
The Eternal Night was about to fall.
There was less than an hour left.
"..."
On the City Wall, Chen Fan looked at the slightly dim Ghost Stone in his palm and sighed softly. Yesterday, he had asked Zhou Mo for a ntal thod, which he could use to absorb Ghost Stones and increase his Cultivation.
According to this world’s standards, he was a Level 1 Architect.
In reality, he was just a Level 1 Cultivator who possessed a Lord’s panel.
In this world, the higher an Architect’s Level, the less energy they consud when constructing buildings, allowing them to control more energy and create more High Level buildings.
The difference between him and other Architects was...
...that he only needed to look at his panel to construct a building.
He was equivalent to a Max Level Architect.
Increasing his own Level didn’t improve his construction abilities at all, but it could enhance his physical fitness. A stronger body was naturally a good thing, and there was no harm in absorbing so Ghost Stones to practice his Cultivation in his spare ti.
But—
—the absorption speed was just too slow.
According to Zhou Mo...
...advancing from a Level 1 Cultivator to a Level 2 Cultivator required absorbing roughly 50 Ghost Stones.
The specific speed of absorption depended on the quality of the ntal thod and one’s own talent.
It took Zhou Mo a year to go from a Level 1 Cultivator to a Level 2 Cultivator, and that was with an ample supply of Ghost Stones but not much ti to practice.
He did the math.
If he ensured a sufficient supply of Ghost Stones and spent several hours practicing every day, using the ntal thod Zhou Mo gave him, it would take at least six months to absorb 50 Ghost Stones and beco a Level 2 Cultivator.
That speed was not fast at all.
The main issue was that reaching Level 2 didn’t even make his body that much stronger.
The cost-benefit ratio was low.
That’s what he had thought before, always feeling there wasn’t much of a difference between Level 1 and Level 2.
However...
...ever since Zhou Mo and his own subordinate encountered a Fake Human Ghost in the Wilderness, where Zhou Mo managed to escape but his subordinate died...
...he knew.
At a critical mont, there was a difference between Level 1 and Level 2.
That was why he had asked Zhou Mo for the ntal thod and prepared to start cultivating. Level 2 was better than Level 1; every bit of physical strength counted.
"..."
Chen Fan suddenly thought of sothing. He turned around and looked pensively at the Wooden House next to the Ghost Fire inside the city.
He had never upgraded this Wooden House.
’After all, it’s just a shelter from the elents. But maybe I should try upgrading it?’
’Perhaps there’s an Upgrade Direction that could speed up my cultivation?’
’Should I try it?’
’I’ll try it.’
Upgrading the Wooden House didn’t consu many Ghost Stones. He had about 300 Ghost Stones on hand, so he could give it a shot.
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