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Without sufficiently wide, level roads, Soul-Powered Trucks might sell, but they definitely would not sell well.

Chen Hong's initial objective for the Technology Guild was to build roads while selling vehicles.

Where would the money for building roads come from? Revenue from selling vehicles alone would definitely not be enough.

However, Chen Hong was not worried, because he only needed to build several main roads within the Balak Kingdom. The nobles in other places would naturally offer assistance and would not let the Infrastructure Department of the Technology Guild spend too much.

Why?

Once the roads were opened up, economic exchanges between the two places would become increasingly frequent, creating more ways to make money and more jobs.

For example, the Technology Guild's next task was to build a Cement Avenue from Suotuo City to Barak City. It was expected to shorten the half-month round trip between the two places to one or two days. That was a genuine transformation of the world and a change to people's lives.

Moreover, once the Technology Guild increased its production capacity, cement could also be sold for money. They could sell it to those who wanted to benefit their hometowns, allowing them to provide work relief and build small roads themselves from mountain villages to connect with the main roads. That would be a wonderful thing as well.

On Suotuo City's towering walls, Chen Hong and Ning Lu stood beside Bishop Suotuo and the others, watching the Suotuo City Lord lead a group of guards below in holding an opening ceremony for the convoy led by Chen Lin.

Under the gaze of the masses, Chen Lin had dressed himself up handsomely in a clean, neat white-and-gold Technology Guild uniform. He stood before ten towering steel creations with a group of subordinates, accepting the Medal of Honor handed over by the Suotuo City Lord, whose expression was complicated. Chen Lin held himself perfectly straight.

"Mom, does this count as hoping Dad will become a dragon?"

The small Chen Hong stood atop the city wall, leaning against the battlements as he watched the high-spirited Chen Lin below. A faint smile appeared on his face.

Ning Lu, standing beside Chen Hong, quietly watched Chen Lin bask in the attention below. Her gaze went blank for a moment. Only after hearing her son did she slowly come back to herself and scolded with a smile, "You little brat, why are you being so disrespectful again?"

"But you're right. That useless father of yours can finally be taken out in public now. At least he won't embarrass your mother anymore."

Ning Lu sighed softly. How could someone as intelligent as her fail to understand what her precious son meant? Although she had never told Chen Hong about the matter, he had still pieced together her and Chen Lin's circumstances from many clues.

Ning Lu, who had only recently broken through to level 50, was considered an outstanding Spirit Master. Yet Chen Lin, whose Soul Power Level Increase had only brought him to level 38, was still somewhat unworthy of her.

This was something that greatly troubled Ning Lu. The children's father was too useless. She had never dared bring Chen Lin back to her family, afraid that her own father would cut him down with a single sword strike in anger.

Chen Lin might only be able to get angry when angered, but Chen Hong's grandfather, the Seven Star Sword Master Ning Ji, a level 79 Tool Soul Saint, truly had a chance of instantly killing any enemy below the rank of Titled Douluo when enraged!

If he had not always been unable to break through the shackles of the Ning Clan Bloodline and advance into the Soul Douluo realm—and if his powerful self-enhancement had not overlapped with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support, making him immune to its boosts—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might truly have become one of the Upper Three Sects through this branch's Martial Soul Variation.

(By conventional logic, Chuchu had never doubted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mid-level combat strength or its exploration of the path ahead.)

Chen Lin wanted to gain his father-in-law's approval and thereby unlock the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect dungeon for the Technology Guild. Naturally, Chen Hong hoped his father would become a dragon.

After all, he had heard that Spirit Masters with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul all had the traits of "Treasure Hunting Mice." Wouldn't he have to trick a few of them into becoming geological surveyors for his Technology Guild?

"Guild Master Chen, you've done well!" The Suotuo City Lord heavily patted Chen Lin on the shoulder. He glanced at the steel creations behind him, a trace of disbelief flashing through his eyes, before leaving the remaining time to Chen Lin.

Standing before the new generation of Soul-Powered Trucks, Chen Lin faced the eyes of all the Spirit Masters and commoners. With a sweeping gesture, he abruptly pulled away the red cloth covering a tall stone monument beside the snow-white road, revealing the large words engraved upon it for all to see!

"This is the Technology Guild's first step! But it will absolutely not be our last!"

"From building the first road to ensuring that every city and village is connected by broad roads!"

"The Technology Guild is determined to do practical things for the world! To make travel easier for everyone! To revitalize local economies! To create jobs! To create industries! To create better ways of life!"

Standing where the roads met, Chen Lin excitedly addressed the Spirit Masters, commoners, subordinates, and villagers who had rushed over from other places. "From now on, whenever the Technology Guild makes a profit, it will give back to society and give back to the world!"

As Chen Lin's voice fell, everyone present froze instinctively for a moment before an enormous uproar instantly broke out!

"Guild Master Chen is such a good person!"

"This Technology Guild is way too incredible, isn't it?! Building roads at a loss? How is that possible?"

"Hurry and find someone to place an order! We want to order those Soul Tool trucks! No, ask if they can be custom-made for private use!"

Everyone present erupted with excitement, expressing their most sincere gratitude to Chen Lin and the Technology Guild.

Amid the enthusiastic gazes of the crowd, Chen Lin personally selected several Lucky Audience members and let them board the new generation of Soul-Powered Trucks to experience their speed and comfort.

"That guy really stole the spotlight today." On the city wall, Bishop Suotuo stood beside Chen Hong and watched the ten Soul-Powered Trucks outside the city, packed full of people as they happily drove in circles along the broad road. A trace of curiosity flashed through his eyes.

"By the way, Chen Hong—" Bishop Suotuo was about to ask Chen Hong whether these Soul-Powered Trucks could be custom ordered through connections when he suddenly saw Chen Hong, who was leaning over the battlements, go limp and pitch forward, plunging headfirst down!

"Chen Hong!" Bishop Suotuo and Ning Lu were both startled and hurriedly reached out to grab him!

Before Chen Hong could fall completely, Bishop Suotuo, whose cultivation was terrifyingly high, snatched Chen Hong by the ankle and pulled him back up!

"Has he been overworking himself lately?" Bishop Suotuo placed the suddenly unconscious Chen Hong into Ning Lu's arms, then warily looked toward the surrounding crowd.

"Hong'er!" Ning Lu anxiously held Chen Hong in her arms. She lifted his eyelids and checked his mouth and tongue. Only after finding nothing wrong did she slowly let out a breath, though uncertainty still filled her voice. "He has been busy with things this entire time. Maybe he did not rest well, and then the sudden excitement caused insufficient blood flow to his brain, resulting in a fainting spell?"

Ning Lu was not certain. She had no mood to keep watching Chen Lin show off outside the city. After bidding Bishop Suotuo farewell, she hurried toward the clinic with Chen Hong in her arms.