The bitterly cold winter had finally left the Northern Kingdoms, and the Month of Revival arrived upon this land with widespread rainfall across the nation.
Cecil was like an industrial machine that never stopped. Even winter had failed to halt its operation, while the relatively warm spring was more like lubricating oil, allowing this enormous machine to swiftly recover its vitality, erupting with surging power day after day and rapidly returning to full capacity.
On the north bank of the White Water River, in Cecil's northern development zone, the still-chilly river wind swept across the damp ground. Then layers of faint, rippling light surged across the surface, and the once-solid earth suddenly seemed to melt, softening and flowing.
A large black construction vehicle emitted a deep humming sound. The mechanical structure at its front raised two parallel metal rails, runes flashing along the rails embedded with magic conducting metal. Complex mechanical structures adjusted the positions of the rune triggers back and forth, maintaining a constant magical effect from the rails as they continuously irradiated the ground ahead of the vehicle, which was steadily softening.
A surveyor holding a specially made magic guide terminal continuously checked the data nearby. The beam projected from the front of the terminal swept over the ground being transformed by the Fossil to Mud Technique—
"Conversion rate 0.8, target depth reached—drive the pile!"
The lifting equipment rumbled as a reinforced concrete support pillar, prepared in advance and covered in runes at its base, was suspended and lowered into position. It steadily sank into the liquefied ground. Once the designated markings had been completely submerged, the surveyor signaled the machinist operating the crane, while the machinist in charge of the black construction vehicle casually switched on the vehicle communicator at hand and called out loudly:
"Vehicle One