As time passed,
the entire Civilization Battlefield gradually grew livelier.
No matter how cautious a civilization was, it had to begin constructing defensive fortifications at some point.
They could be slow, but they could not be slower than everyone else.
In one area,
Wang Chi was accompanying the Yin Kingdom's Grand Commander as he inspected the construction of the defensive fortifications. As a fusion of a Technology Civilization and a cultivator civilization,
their construction speed was much faster than elsewhere.
"The surrounding area has basically been fully surveyed. No traces of other civilizations have been found."
"However, in this direction, roughly around this location, there are signs of human activity. We need to pay special attention to it."
Standing beside the Grand Commander, Wang Chi pointed at the simple map in his hand as he spoke.
The Grand Commander looked at the map, then at Wang Chi.
"I'm at ease leaving it to you. But you'll still need to put more thought into the defensive fortifications. The safety of all the people of the Yin Kingdom rests on your shoulders."
The Grand Commander smiled kindly, patted Wang Chi on the shoulder, and said.
In truth, from the moment before the apocalypse had even descended, Wang Chi had already borne an extremely heavy mission.
These past days, it was thanks to Wang Chi that the entire Yin Kingdom had managed to hold on and survive one civilization war after another.
Sometimes, the Grand Commander did not even dare imagine what their world would have become without Wang Chi.
Since he had delegated authority, he should delegate it properly.
He was old, too.
Standing on high ground, the Grand Commander gazed with somewhat clouded eyes at the dust in the distance.
Where did the future of the Civilization Battlefield lie?
Where, exactly,