"This is quite a large order."
Lu PingAn was rather surprised. He had even been prepared for the possibility that the church would obstruct his survey, yet he had never expected to receive a comprehensive official commission.
A region's hydrological and geographical data were its most precious assets and strategic resources.
And the technical databases involving species and local specialties were treasures money could not buy.
"The information gathered by the local churches is indeed valuable, provided someone can carry out secondary development. To the Martial Gods, anything unrelated to war is unimportant."
Lu PingAn's surprise was justified. Even if it was a martial church, Tyrannical Three-Faced was still a True God Church, one of the Eastern Kingdom's official "top hundred enterprises." It should not have been so useless.
Such a colossal entity could make a small or medium-sized city take off with a single investment. Once its assets, personnel, and scale reached a certain level, it would inevitably evolve from a single-operation business into a conglomerate.
With the accumulated resources of several cities and millions of people, even a martial force would inevitably become a comprehensive cross-world enterprise made up of countless small and medium companies, organizations, and powerful individuals.
"Our logistics departments have already spread out in full force, but it still isn't enough. Far, far from enough."
It seemed Lu PingAn had still underestimated the vastness and value of this world.
But after thinking it over, he nodded.
In the world model he was currently constructing, this was not a "single world." Rather, within the entire multilayered plane, it possessed worlds of its own—or perhaps its total scale exceeded even the Eight-Clawed multiverse.
The higher one went, the greater the "energy level." There might even be so-called "high-magic worlds" among them.
If a region could only sustain