Hurry, hurry, keep going, keep going, work hard, work hard—words like these had now become the conviction in the hearts of nearly everyone in the Burning Legion. They had little time left, yet there was never an end to what needed preparing. As for Earth, without dimensional passages appearing and without Dimensional Beasts ravaging the planet, life seemed to be gradually returning to normal. New Luxembourg in particular saw new changes every few days.
In this era, all kinds of civilian technology were still relatively underdeveloped. For Renard, that happened to be an area where he could show his capabilities. He had always worked to improve civilian living standards and win people's support. Though not much time had passed, the changes were obvious. Some developments even gave people the sense of producing immediate results. In such a short time, they had already created far too many unbelievable things.
While the Burning Legion in space anxiously prepared for the final battle against the Dimensional Beasts, Renard on Earth was just as anxious as he dealt with matters concerning the territory. As the time of the Dimensional Beasts' arrival drew nearer—and no one knew whether it would be tomorrow or next month—Renard's mind had begun to waver.
Aboard the Burning Legion, Xiao Ran oversaw the overall deployment of the defensive line. He confirmed each squad's progress, calculated how many newly manufactured drones could be deployed to the line each day, how many Dark Mines had been scattered across their designated positions, how the Dimensional Beasts might appear, and how the first wave of attacks should be arranged. These were not merely matters for the Staff Department; they were also matters Xiao Ran, the Legion's boss, had to consider.
Every day, everyone gathered for meetings to confirm the day's situation while remaining ready