Shen Mu carefully surveyed the buildings arranged in neat rows below, all within the village grounds.
From civilian buildings to special buildings, as well as the thirty-two mu of Farmland spread across the relatively flat land south of the village, expanded by the Village Template's additional gift.
What Shen Mu cared about more, however, was the hill-like rise of roughly five mu to the north of the village.
A hill formed by layers of Reinforced Concrete.
It stood around ten meters tall.
Three sides were sheer cliffs.
Only its southern side, facing the village, had a winding zigzag road roughly ten meters wide.
Directly above that road stood the Castle Main Building and Village Elder's House, occupying roughly half a mu of land.
"That makes it much safer."
Shen Mu nodded in satisfaction.
What pleased Shen Mu even more was the wall surrounding the half-hectare village. It was likewise ten meters high and five meters wide, a city wall entirely shaped from Reinforced Concrete by the mysterious Power of Rules, standing tall around the village.
Only on the western side was there an opening about five meters wide, like a mountain pass.
It served as the obvious entrance and exit.
Ding! Your Magic Ball Authority is about to expire. Please prepare to return! Countdown: 00:00:69. (The author refuses to acknowledge the time error.)
When the countdown ended.
A strange sensation of falling immediately welled up within Shen Mu, making him close his eyes instinctively.
When he opened them again.
Shen Mu had returned to his empty Castle Hall, which was now crammed with wounded soldiers.
He was sitting in his lord's chair.
"My lord."
A Swadian Footman stood before him, blood still staining the gray-black chainmail on his body.
He reported solemnly, "The casualties have been counted. Please