Portal of Time and Space

The morning in Westfall arrived with the first rays of sunlight appearing in the east.

A youth of fifteen or sixteen years lay half-reclined in a rattan chair, enjoying the breeze blowing from Elwynn Forest, which carried the faint fragrance of flowers and grass.

The youth had a pair of pale blue eyes that shone brightly. His ears were pointier than an average person's, his skin was fairer, and he possessed a head of beautiful golden hair.

There were no passing vehicles, no neon lights, no blue bricks or red tiles, and no high concrete walls. Here, there were only low houses, vast farmlands, chaotic or docile elementals, and rich yet difficult-to-perceive arcane energy.

This was no longer Earth; it was Azeroth.

From the very first day he arrived in this world, Shawn had begun to struggle to adapt to life here. By listening to information from those around him and combining it with the fifteen years of memories inherited from this body, Shawn had gained a preliminary understanding of his current situation.

This was Westfall, a desolate land under the rule of the human kingdom of Stormwind City. Coastal Murlocs frequently raided, scattered Gnolls exuded a scent of decay, and the southern Moonbrook was occupied by Defias bandits; the entire region of Westfall was in a state of chaos.

Sentinel Hill in the center and a few remaining farms were the last places of refuge in Westfall, and Saldean Farm was among them.

The owners of the farm, Old Saldean and his wife, had been struck by immense grief after their son met an untimely death, leading them to act with great kindness by taking in a large number of homeless, elderly, weak, women, and children... as well as restless drifters. The original owner of the body Shawn now inhabited was one of the orphans adopted by Old Saldean.

A few days ago, a wandering dwarf brought the latest news: the gnome city of Gnomeregan had fallen due to a traitor, and a chain reaction of radiation leaks had rendered the city uninhabitable. About 80% of the gnomes had died in the incident, and the remaining refugees had fled to the Bronzebeard Dwarves' Ironforge under the leadership of High Tinker Gelbin Mekkatorque.

Only then did Shawn realize that it was already the 24th year since the opening of the Dark Portal!

For Shawn, figures like the Lich King, Deathwing, and the Old Gods were still too distant; they were not concerns for a commoner who had lived two lifetimes. Moreover, at least for the next two years, no major changes would occur in Stormwind City, save for King Varian. And that had nothing to do with Shawn.

What truly concerned Shawn was Westfall.

In the current Westfall, the Murlocs, Gnolls, and Defias bandits weighed on his head like three great mountains, and life on Saldean Farm was far from peaceful. Relying on Old Saldean and his wife and a group of homeless people to protect the farm was simply unrealistic.

"So, if I want to live a happy and fulfilling life, I have to rely on myself!"

Shawn sighed and closed his eyes.

A speck of starlight appeared in his mind, and then, following Shawn's will, it slowly expanded until it became a wasteland.

This was a place about the size of Saldean Farm, but it had no farmhouses, no fields, only gravel and dry mud.

This was the benefit Shawn received for soul-transmigrating into this world.

At the same time, a phantom control panel appeared in Shawn's mind.

At the very top of the control panel was a line of unshakeable, blood-red characters, which was also the ultimate mission accompanying this transmigrator's perk: Upgrade the Space Garrison into the Garrison of God.

God knows what a "Garrison of God" was!

Shawn only knew that the wasteland he had obtained was called a Space Garrison, a space independent of the planet Azeroth. Although it was currently empty, as long as he possessed enough garrison resources, he could construct many wondrous buildings. As the number of buildings increased and Shawn's level rose, the level of the garrison would increase.

And Shawn was the supreme commander of the Space Garrison.

Currently, it was a Level 0 garrison, and the next goal was a Level 1 garrison.

A Level 0 garrison could only construct one building: the Town Hall. Only after building a Level 1 Town Hall could other buildings be constructed.

However, when Shawn saw the resources required to build a Level 1 Town Hall, he immediately felt the urge to curse.

Town Hall, the core building of the Space Garrison, the place where the garrison commander issued orders, and a necessary building for upgrading the Space Garrison. Resources required for a Level 1 Town Hall: 100 Wood, 100 Stone, 100 Leather.

These simple three items of resources gave Shawn a headache.

The resources of the Space Garrison could be exchanged for resources from reality.

A large tree that one person could wrap their arms around was equivalent to 1 point of Wood.

One cubic meter of high-quality rock was equivalent to 1 point of Stone.

The entire hide of an adult goat was equivalent to 1 point of Leather.

To gather the resources needed to build a Level 1 Town Hall, Shawn would have to tear down Saldean Farm!

And that wasn't all.

Converting real-world resources into garrison resources required the consumption of mental energy.

According to Shawn's experiments, as soon as he converted 5 points of garrison resources, he would fall into a deep sleep, and he would have to sleep for at least 8 hours before he could wake up.

This meant that even if Shawn could tear down Saldean Farm, and even if he didn't eat or drink, it would take at least a week to convert enough garrison resources!

However, not eating or drinking was not an option.

As a member of Saldean Farm, Shawn could not eat or drink for free; he had to contribute labor. Out of twenty-four hours a day, he had to work at least 8 hours. Whether it was planting crops, patrolling the area, or dealing with invading enemies...

At the end of the day, Shawn simply didn't have much time left!

Even if Shawn really tore down Saldean Farm, it would likely take at least a month to build the Level 1 Town Hall.

Fortunately, the heavens would not treat a transmigrator unfairly.

In a corner of the desolate Space Garrison, there was a phantom light gate.

This was a legendary building: the Portal of Time and Space.

As long as he invested the corresponding garrison resources, he could construct a one-time Portal of Time and Space to teleport Shawn into a special space-time similar to a dungeon.

This was also a transmigrator's perk, one of the three legendary buildings the Space Garrison offered at the moment Shawn transmigrated into this world.

He could only choose one out of the three.

Choosing any one of them would result in a corresponding curse; this was the price Shawn paid for obtaining a legendary building in advance. According to normal procedures, Shawn would have to upgrade his Space Garrison by several levels before he could build a legendary building.

The Five-Colored Dragon Nest could nurture dragons, dragonkin, and drakonids, but the accompanying curse was "Dragon's Wrath," which would make all dragonkind in Azeroth view Shawn as a mortal enemy.

The Titan Laboratory could research and manufacture Titan creations and Titan devices, but the accompanying curse was "Titan's Divine Punishment," which would make any Titan creation view Shawn as a mortal enemy.

Because the Portal of Time and Space possessed the power to travel through time and space, it naturally interfered with the timeline of Azeroth, and thus, he would be hunted by the Bronze Dragonflight, who governed time. The accompanying curse, "Nozdormu's Gaze," was likewise nothing to play with.

Comparing the three and choosing the lesser of the evils, Shawn chose the Portal of Time and Space.