Mechanical braces for anchoring extended from the tread section beneath the mobile fortress, firmly securing it to the ground.
Amid the clattering sounds of massive pistons, gears, and connecting rods, the heavy terraced mechanisms on both sides of the mobile fortress unfolded layer by layer. Two progressively widening semicircles slowly spread out before finally locking firmly into the ground.
Another burst of machinery assembling echoed out.
Hidden openings in the grass within those two semicircles slid open, and housing facilities and ranch equipment rose up from inside.
A small yet exquisite lord's fortress took shape just like that.
Jiang Han nearly cheered twice in delight. The feeling of being able to take one's home out on the road was genuinely wonderful.
This mobile camp fortress vehicle was rather old, and its chassis was fairly outdated too—something from the Middle Ages. Jiang Han had bought it cheaply from a secondhand shop that handled goods for the magical caravan at the Witch Market.
Du Ningzhuang's dear friend, Miss Fa Yumei, was the caravan captain. As a super honor student capable of scoring a 2.05 coefficient rating—equivalent to a company's core development staff—she naturally had her fingers in many pies. Her most famous businesses were shops dealing in secondhand brooms, secondhand large vehicles, and secondhand mobile fortresses.
The prices were unbelievably low.
Parts were easy to buy.
There were even extra discounts for enthusiasts.
Even Little Bear could probably come here and buy a secondhand camper, then fully enjoy a life of camping while traveling. It was just that maintaining a secondhand camper cost far more than maintaining a secondhand Cub, so landfolk, witches, and witches without stable incomes were advised to choose carefully.
"Nice setting. We ought to hold a bonfire party, and prepare plenty of food while we're at it."
Li