If the raccoons had remained in the Stone Age, then the general level of the cat lamps was what one might call the Bronze Age.
And the Nightmare Cat Lamps...
To be honest, Jiang Han felt that the nightmare cats had already reached the technological level of the Renaissance. The cat lamps were already trying to mass-produce firearms to make up for their physical inferiority to the bad raccoons. They had also gained an absolute advantage, capturing raccoons to use as labor.
That was right!
Labor!
Jiang Han descended into the Nightmare Cat Capital—it could no longer be described as a village.
It had only been a little while since her last visit, but this place had already been built into a vast cat metropolis!
This was a space encircled by valleys. Above the valleys, cat-cart highways wound their way around them—one level, two levels, three levels... six whole tiers of mountain roads had been constructed. Inside every road lay grand yet intricately interconnected cat tunnels, where the Nightmare Cat Lamps lived.
On the cat-cart highways, countless cat lamps riding bird dragons or sitting in carts pulled by bird dragons traveled toward every corner of the cat metropolis.
At the center of the valley stood numerous production bases.
Above those production bases, the cat lamps had excavated an enormous crescent-shaped bay, from which hung a cat-lamp-shaped cat castle. The cat castle was fitted with vast numbers of fluorescent plants to illuminate the entire valley. Meanwhile, stylish Nightmare Giant Cat Lamps stood on the castle's enormous terrace beneath swathes of glowing cherry trees, gazing over the whole Nightmare Cat Capital.
This had undoubtedly entered the age of cities. The Nightmare Cat Lamps commanded bad raccoons as laborers, constantly excavating nightmare mine tunnels—tunnels that could lead into nightmare spaces