The two walked through the streets, Governor Roland introducing as they went.
"Currently, Polaris City has a total population of approximately 32,000, of which 28,000 are natives, and around 4,000 are newly recruited talents."
"The comrcial district has been fully planned. There are currently 327 shops, 185 of which are leased, mainly dealing in ironware, furs, and foodstuffs."
"The residential area is under expansion. In a month, it is expected to accommodate 100,000 residents."
"The wall reinforcent project has already begun. It is expected to finish within three months, doubling the city’s defensive capabilities."
"Additionally, per your instructions, we’ve designated a training ground specifically for cultivating wolf riders."
Roland glanced at Daniel.
"Your Excellency, those wolfkin... are they truly reliable?"
Daniel smiled.
"They’ve signed servitude contracts. Betrayal ans death."
"Just make sure they work properly."
Roland nodded, no longer questioning.
...
Soon, they arrived at a wide open space.
This area was in the northeast corner of the city, adjacent to the city walls, covering roughly 100,000 square ters.
"Your Excellency, this is the designated industrial forging district."
Roland pointed ahead.
"The two buildings you ntioned—where shall we construct them?"
Daniel opened his inventory and pulled out two scrolls that glimred with golden light:
Temple of Eternal Prosperity!
Eternal Core Furnace!
Both were supre-grade construction projects, and their placent would have far-reaching consequences. This required careful consideration.
Following Roland’s advice, Daniel quickly selected the locations on the map.
"Temple of Eternal Prosperity will be built here, at the city’s center, to radiate its influence across the entire city."
"And the furnace..."
He looked toward the northwest mountainous area of Polaris City, where a volcano emitted a thin plu of smoke.
It was a dormant volcano, said to have been inactive for hundreds of years.
"Build it on the volcano."
Roland froze.
"A volcano? Your Excellency, that’s extrely dangerous..."
"Don’t worry."
"If it weren’t for this volcano, I’d have a real headache!"
Daniel smiled, interrupting him, and crushed the two scrolls.
Golden light burst forth!
The ground beneath them trembled.
Rumble—Rumble—!
In the planned area ahead, a majestic temple rose from the earth.
Constructed entirely of white jade, 50 ters high, covering tens of thousands of square ters.
The walls were etched with intricate runes, radiating a faint golden glow.
Atop the temple sat a massive gem, its light reaching throughout the city.
Temple of Eternal Prosperity—completed.
At the sa ti, from the volcano in the southwest of Polaris City, a deafening roar echoed.
Dark red light shot skyward, illuminating half the horizon.
A colossal furnace erged from the magma, made entirely of obsidian and silver-grade materials, about 100 ters tall, engraved with ancient Dwarven runes.
The surrounding lava automatically receded, creating a safe area!
Eternal Core Furnace—completed.
...
[Ding! Temple of Eternal Prosperity has been completed]
[All residents of Polaris City: Morale 100, Food production 200%, Comrcial tax revenue 100%...]
[Ding! Eternal Core Furnace has been completed]
[All Dwarves in Polaris City (if present): All stats 200%, Forging speed 500%...]
[No Dwarves detected; effect not yet activated. Human craftsn success rate 40%, speed 200%, all stats 50%...]
The city’s working residents suddenly stopped their tasks.
They stared blankly at the temple in the distance, feeling strength surging within them.
"What... what is happening?"
"I feel so powerful!"
"My illness... my illness is cured!"
"Your Excellency! It must be the Count!"
"Long live the Count!"
Cheering erupted, echoing across the city.
Roland stood before the temple, witnessing all of this, his heart in turmoil.
He had worked in the glorious main city for five years, accompanying Lord Augusta on many major events.
But at this mont, he was deeply shocked.
In the blink of an eye, two supre-grade buildings were completed instantly.
What kind of skill was this? Was this what it ant to be an adventurer favored by the Creator?
A single temple benefitting the entire city.
And the furnace... built on a volcano!
Wait—a furnace on a volcano!
Wasn’t this the legendary supre-grade Dwarven forging sanctuary?
Roland’s breathing quickened.
This Count... who exactly was he?
He took a deep breath, suppressing his astonishnt.
No wonder Uncle Augusta had repeatedly instructed him to fully support this Count!
Following soone like this, the future was limitless.
...
Two days later.
A weary group appeared outside the gates of Polaris City.
Over three hundred wolfkin, young and old, male and female.
At their head was an old wolfkin—the very one who had led the signing of the servitude contracts.
They had traveled for two full days to reach the city.
The old wolfkin looked at the city before him, his cloudy eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions.
From now on, the wolfkin clan would live here.
What awaited them... they did not know.
The city gates opened, and a group of human soldiers ca out.
The leading officer glanced at the wolfkin and nodded.
"Follow . Governor Roland has already arranged everything."
...
Entering the city, the wolfkin were stunned.
Wide streets, orderly buildings, busy crowds...
Nothing like the dilapidated frontier settlents they had imagined.
The deeper they went, the more awed they beca.
In the distance, a magnificent temple stood in the city center, radiating a faint golden light.
Further beyond, a dark red glow shot into the sky!
These two buildings were more imposing and awe-inspiring than anything they had ever seen.
"What... what is that?"
A young wolfkin stamred, pointing at the Sanctuary Garden under construction.
The old wolfkin opened his mouth, speechless.
The temple’s footprint was larger than the entire wolfkin settlent.
Its size was nearly equal to the already-completed Temple of Eternal Prosperity.
And the materials used for construction—every stone and gem—were incredibly rare.
One block alone could sustain their whole tribe for a year!
The old wolfkin exhaled deeply, extinguishing the last spark of hope.
In the face of such overwhelming power, there was no room for resistance.
Obedience and diligence... perhaps that was the only way the wolfkin could survive.
...
The group was led to an open area, adjacent to the city walls, covering about 20,000 square ters, designated for their use.
"This is your quarters," the officer said, pointing ahead.
"Over there is the training ground, specifically for training wolf riders."
"Any supplies you need, request them from logistics."
"Any problems you cannot solve, go to Governor Roland."
The officer finished his instructions and left.
The wolfkin looked at each other in disbelief.
A training ground?
Supplies freely available?
This... this is the treatnt of servants?
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