Kailon's Mutation

Year 4370, October 20.

Highland City.

This former "Pearl of the Eastern Sea," famed across the continent, had become the capital of the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom, and both its reputation and scale had undoubtedly risen to even greater heights.

From high above, Highland City sprawled across nearly ten thousand square kilometers, its borders encompassing the entire coastline.

Aside from the magnificent, resplendent royal palace at its very center, the entire city had no walls. Its roads extended in every direction, and its buildings stood in neat, uniform rows.

Around the city, three Mage Towers soared into the sky. The elemental tides they gathered intertwined overhead, tinting the azure sky with red and green radiance in a breathtaking sight.

The former harbor had expanded severalfold. Docks for moored ships lined the entire coast for nearly a hundred li, with thousands of vessels coming and going in a bustling scene.

According to statistics, Highland City now had a permanent population of over 2.5 million and a floating population as high as 1.5 million. The revenue it brought the kingdom each year rivaled that of three provinces, making it one of the continent's foremost great cities.

On the southwest side of the royal palace walls stood a majestic, snow-white building over a hundred meters tall, with three large words hanging at its highest point: Administrative Department.

The top-floor conference room was not crowded, with only four or five people present. At the center sat Leslie, his expression calm and his eyes profound. James sat below him to the left, followed by the ministers of the various departments.

Judging solely by those attending, this meeting was of an extremely high level, involving nearly all of the kingdom's core upper echelon.

Clearly, the matter under discussion was no ordinary one.

"Director, during yesterday's banquet, David