In the rotating three-dimensional map, the entire Castle of Black Iron had taken on a completely different appearance. There was land ten times larger than it was now, as well as an ocean that had never existed before. Just a casual glance was enough to make one's blood boil.
This is my space. This is land I painstakingly accumulated bit by bit. Zhang Tie told himself, an indescribable sense of pride welling up within him. Besides the appearance of land and sea, the sacred mountain within the Castle of Black Iron—the place where Zhang Tie currently stood—had suddenly risen to a height of over ten thousand meters. It looked even more majestic and towering, carrying an air of mysterious ethereality.
Zhang Tie saw that several white clouds had actually appeared in the sky of that three-dimensional map.
"Ah, there are clouds? What's going on?" Zhang Tie asked Heller.
"As the spatial area of the Castle of Black Iron expands, this space's natural circulation system will gradually reveal itself. These clouds are only the beginning. If this space continues to expand in the future, more complex and layered climate types will appear to accommodate the survival of all kinds of living creatures."
"Will these clouds rain?"
"They can, or they can not!" Heller answered ambiguously.
"Ah, what does that mean?"
"I mean that in this space, if you want it to rain, it will rain. If you do not want it to, it will not. Everything is controlled by the Fortress Master!"
Zhang Tie nodded to show that he understood. Controlling the weather was indeed miraculous, but in the Castle of Black Iron, it was nothing out of the ordinary. Zhang Tie was no longer surprised by such things.
"How many people can this newly expanded land support?"
"The newly generated