As expected, that loli Shilin Mainframe worked with terrifying efficiency. In merely three days, this inconspicuous little valley had become a high-tech base brimming with an ultra-futuristic feel. Centered around the pyramid-shaped mother nest in the middle of the valley, more than a dozen production facilities for basic combat units, vehicle factories, a war command center, and spatial strike equipment had been arranged in an orderly pattern. Between these structures stood all kinds of defensive towers and surveillance posts, enough to cover the entire valley twice over. In particular, the two Psionic Storm Obelisks at the valley entrance possessed the terrifying power to instantly destroy a small town. If these outrageously powerful defensive weapons were not so enormous, they could practically be used as strategic offensive weapons.
Over those three days, the three experts Vidis had sent—nominally as support, but actually as monitors—had also gotten a proper taste of the shock brought by advanced alien technology.
Miraculous—and terrifying.
That was their unanimous assessment. At first, when they saw several Shilin Builders using mysterious beams of light to construct massive military buildings as though they were painting, and doing so in such a short time, they thought there was something wrong with their eyes. But when they saw ranks of fully equipped Shilin troops marching out of those buildings one after another, all that remained was fear.
"Even if their combat strength really is as poor as you described," Muro said with a click of his tongue, "this absurdly unfair way of building an army would be enough to make up for any deficiency in strength. And besides, these soldiers aren't actually that weak..."
Unlike the more tactful Muro, Mu of the Elf Race clearly did not know how to beat around the bush. "A race born entirely for war—although you