The once boundless grasslands, with the major construction projects nearing completion, had become a new cluster of fortresses.
And the reason they were fortresses rather than cities was simple: the current population was still insufficient to form a modern urban cluster.
As military facilities, the areas between the fortress towers where large populations gathered were still filled with low, bungalow-like buildings. With the locals' construction skills, even two- or three-story wooden structures were dangerous. Anything taller would just be asking for trouble.
The fortresses and bunkers belonged to the human legions. Most were sturdy stone structures, together forming the outer defenses of the materialized Courtyard. Although Lu PingAn could close the gate, if enemies truly reached their doorstep, the so-called "spatial isolation" gate would not mean much.
Military towers and fortresses dotted the grasslands. In a sense, this was also a form of staking out territory.
Not only did it place those rule-based environments within their protection, it also served as a signboard.
This was my territory. Outsiders had to show respect, and reborn Orcs could come here to seek shelter.
These were the rules of this world, and Lu PingAn's group had no intention of defying them.
After all, within the Core Area, the Courtyard could still provide a comfortable modern life and meet the needs of Earth's Explorers.
The fortresses were also where the Orc legions trained and lived.
Lu PingAn and the core management personnel had already moved into the White Stone Tower in the fortress district. At the very least, they worked there during the day.
White Stone Tower was a simple, straightforward name. The tall tower was built from white stone, but Lu PingAn's construction team had secretly added a steel framework, and the craftsmen had performed supernatural processing on it. Otherwise, it would never