"Frontline One was formidable."

After bidding farewell to Tianyi, Chen Fan turned around and looked at the group of Mortal Domain Members who were still busy below. He then admired his two bases one last time before happily boarding the Flying Boat and heading towards Nameless Mountain Cave One.

Now.

The Nine-Five Dragon Chariot, once his personal vehicle, has essentially been retired from the stage.

The main problem is that it can't fly.

It's not as agile as Flying Boat.

Times are changing; even something as grand as the Nine-Five Dragon Chariot has to start preparing for retirement. These days, in the Mortal Domain, its symbolic significance outweighs its practical use. The next two weeks...

Chen Fan stayed in the Mortal Domain, mainly responsible for various improvement projects, such as the "Earth Gold Wiring". Now the Mortal Domain has two Cruise Missile bases, and he originally thought that the original one Earth Gold Wiring would definitely not be enough.

Unexpected.

The Earth Gold's carrying capacity was much stronger than he had imagined; it could completely replenish the energy of the two Cruise Missile Storage Bases, and even have more than enough, saving him a lot of trouble.

After finishing all the miscellaneous and trivial tasks.

Two weeks after the Rainy Season ended.

Standing on the deck of the Flying Boat, Chen Fan looked down at Wang Kui and the others who were seeing him off and instructed them, "This trip will take several months. I will lay Signal Towers along the way to ensure that communications are not interrupted."

"While I'm away, Wang Kui, you will be in charge of affairs in the Mortal Domain."

Contact me promptly if you have any questions.

The remaining personnel will continue to carry out their tasks according to plan.

"Clear!"

The group of lame Monkey One standing on the Wasteland nodded in agreement. Each of them had their own task, and the Crippled Monkey's task was extremely simple, which could be roughly divided into two tasks.

He devoted a portion of his energy to supervising King Mazi, Qi Chong, and other Pavilion Masters.

He then devoted seven-tenths of his energy to supervising Wang Kui.

After giving a few more brief instructions...

The Flying Boat slowly rose into the air.

Arriving directly above the Jiangbei Wasteland, Chen Fan, standing on the deck, continued laying down the aerial Empty Rail, a track composed of "Phantom Copper Pipes," which would lead directly to the "Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Defense Line One."

This is a relatively time-consuming task.

But.

It is also something that must be done, and it is extremely important for the Mortal Domain.

It's not just that Blue-Grade Building Blueprint; it has much more strategic significance.

After watching the Domain Lord depart.

Wang Kui and the others who remained exchanged glances, chatted for a while, and then dispersed. They had a lot to do next. Although the Rainy Season was over, there was still a lot of work to be done in the Mortal Domain, after all, there would be another Rainy Season.

At this time, most of the members of the Mortal Domain Hundred Grains Pavilion were concentrated in the Mortal Domain New Continent, where they were cultivating various crops, Exotic Plants, and Animal Husbandry on a large scale. After all, the New Continent was currently under protection, and no one else could go there for three years. Only they, the group who had been bathed in the Golden Rain, could reach the New Continent.

The remaining new members of the Hundred Grains Pavilion traveled to various regions such as Jiangnan and the West Pass Plains by taking the Mortal Domain High-Speed Rail.

They extensively collected seeds of various Crops, young poultry, and other items.

Batch after batch of logistical supplies were delivered to the New Continent through the Undersea Tunnel, flourishing everywhere. Under the cultivation of these days, the New Continent has gradually become a huge granary.

Even in the most critical situation.

The Mortal Domain retreated to the "New Continent".

With the food reserves they have now, it is enough to feed them for a very long time.

After these days of development, everyone in the Mortal Domain is now extremely clear about their responsibilities, making it a massive machine that can operate precisely and orderly even without Chen Fan.

Of course, this is on the premise that the person is away for a short period of time, such as going out to lay tracks for a few months.

Disappearing for three years is definitely not an option.

"How long will it take to run like this?"

At a high-speed rail Station in the Mortal Domain High-Speed Rail near the Slaying Immortal Holy Land on the West Pass Plains, a dozen or so members of the Shadow Pavilion were gathered together. The leader was a Shadow Pavilion squad leader who was looking at the Ghosthide Map in his hand, trying to determine the direction.

Their mission was to cross the Yellow Springs Pass Defense Line and then proceed to the "Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Defense Line One," just as they had done when they went to the Defense Line Seven.

And they lurk among them.

They were the first to go. The Shadow Pavilion sent them out in batches, and some others went later after the "Empty Rail" was laid out. However, those were the ones who were informed. The information obtained by combining the information from both the overt and covert sources would be more accurate.

"About a month or so."

The Shadow Pavilion squad leader was a Middle-Aged Man with a strong Farmer air about him. He estimated the distance and gave a vague answer, but quickly added, "On the condition that you have a safe journey."

"Let's go, let's hit the road."

"Captain, could you use a different word? It sounds a bit unlucky."

"When we're out and about, don't call me Captain, call me Uncle Zhang."

"Okay, Uncle Zhang."

"It's so cold."

Chen Fan, wearing a fur coat, stood on the deck of the Flying Boat, feeling the cold wind brushing against his cheeks. He looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky like grains of millet, and looked down at the earth, which was covered in a blanket of white.

He poured himself a cup of hot tea from the tray held by the Maid standing to the side, took a sip to dispel some of the chill, and then continued laying the Empty Rail.

"One, two, three..."

He counted silently to pass the time.

As he continued the repetitive work, his gaze gradually became unfocused. When he regained consciousness, an extremely impressive line of defense came into view. Three months had passed.

Standing on the deck of the Flying Boat, Chen Fan stared blankly at the "Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Defense Line One" that stood on the coast in the distance, stretching for 108 kilometers.

This is the information he received.

It's estimated to be about 100 meters high.

City Wall a hundred meters high, equivalent to the height of a 30-story building, is a formidable defensive line that can be called an insurmountable Heavenly Chasm. He had watched many zombie movies in his previous life.

The most shocking scene was the zombie siege.

As expected, all those Cities eventually fell. He had lamented at the time that the zombies were still too fierce, but now it seemed that the City Walls weren't high enough.

If it were like the defensive line in front of us, it would be hundreds of meters high.

Zombies can climb up, so he takes the surname of a zombie.

His Northbank Defense Line pales in comparison to this one.

Is this the Frontline?

Chen Fan took a deep breath, a sudden sense of security washing over him. With this level of defense on the Frontline, the Eternal Night Continent should be hard to fall. However,

He quickly recalled that on the New Continent, seven Tenth-Level Defense Lines had ultimately fallen.

Just then

A Flying Boat suddenly sped toward him, and a sound mixed with the sound of the wind faintly rang in his ears.

"This is the 'Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline One,' no unauthorized personnel allowed!"

Who goes there?

"Chen Fan, of the Jiangbei Mortal Domain!"

After introducing himself, Chen Fan took out the Token that Old Qiu had given him from his pocket and waved it in his hand.

Not long after.

The Flying Boat that had been anchored in front of him at a wary distance seemed to have received some kind of message and slowly approached. A Middle-Aged Man stood on the deck and looked at him with a serious expression.

"Domain Lord Chen, please!"

"Our leader is currently inspecting the Frontline; he will personally receive you."

He didn't know who the young man in front of him was. He only knew that after he reported the news, he quickly received a reply. The person in charge at the Frontline contacted him personally and asked him to respectfully invite the man over.

This was his first time speaking directly with the person in charge.

He had never heard of Jiangbei Mortal Domain.

But... he found out later.

"Good."

Chen Fan nodded slightly, and the Flying Boat followed in front. This Flying Boat slowly approached the magnificent defensive line, and it was clear that Old Qiu had given notice.

The closer you get to this defensive line...

The more you look at it, the more terrifying this defensive line becomes.

The Flying Boat beneath them wasn't small, but compared to this defensive line, it looked rather tiny, like a bamboo dragonfly. Behind the line, countless people were bustling about on the ground, and rows of Wooden Hut could be seen standing side by side, providing shelter for those inside the line. The Flying Boat reached the top of the defensive line.

Chen Fan, leaning on his Jadeite Staff, stepped off the Flying Boat and landed on the City Wall, he saw a woman with an extremely voluptuous figure, wearing a cheongsam and a coat, standing on the City Wall and smiling at him.

Behind this woman stood seven or eight other people.

These seven or eight people must hold a high position in the Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Defense Line One. They exude an aura of authority and a serious demeanor, but at this moment, each of them is forcing a smile.

It's clear they don't laugh often.

His smile was eerie.

It's like a vicious dog forcing out a smile when faced with Chicken Leg.

Chen Fan stood on the Frontline that protected one of the lifelines of the Eternal Night Continent. Qi Yue also stepped down from the Flying Boat and stood behind him with an indifferent expression.

This trip.

Qi Yue was in charge of basic security.

He looked at the group of people in front of him, paused for a moment, and then asked hesitantly, "May I ask which one of you is in charge here?"

According to the positions.

It should be the woman in front.

But.

He had never seen a woman in charge of a defensive line before, especially one who looked quite young, perhaps only around thirty years old.

How could a Frontline commander be such a young woman?

"It's me."

He had barely finished speaking.

The alluring woman standing before the crowd smiled and approached Chen Fan, tucking her hair behind her ear and giving Chen Fan look. "What, looking down on women?"

Chen Fan frowned and took a small step back. He regretted laying this Empty Rail; no one had told him that the person in charge of the Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline One was a woman.

He doesn't like making deals with women.

Women are often difficult to deal with.

They'd barely met and she was already pressing her hat down on him.

"No, I just didn't expect the person in charge of the Eternal Night Front to be so young."

"Is he young?"

The woman seemed delighted, her alluring demeanor vanished, and she grinned from ear to ear. "Domain Lord Chen 're so young, yet you've already built a Northbank Defense Line!"

"This shows that we were all young and promising."

But then his tone changed abruptly, and his eyes darted around.

"I saw it two weeks ago. You laid a track in the air. Can your Mortal Domain High-Speed Rail run on that Empty Rail?" "Poor Younger Brother."

"It took so long and so much effort to lay it out in the cold wind; it almost broke my heart."

"Come here, let your big sister give you a hug."

After saying that, the woman opened her arms and took a step forward, as if to hug Chen Fan.

Chen Fan frowned even more deeply and took a step back.

Qi Yue stepped forward from behind, her indifferent expression conveying no emotion, yet it subtly separated the two of them.

"How?"

"Can't I even have a hug from my older sister?"

The woman stood there looking somewhat aggrieved, while the several Middle-Aged Men behind her, exuding an air of authority, stood there with their eyes downcast, their expressions blank.

As expected of someone in a superior position, they can pretend they didn't see anything when their superior adopts this attitude.

No one passed by on the City Wall.

The area has clearly been cleared.

Chen Fan took a deep breath and subconsciously looked back at the Flying Boat behind him. He felt a little like going home. This woman was not normal. In Jiangbei, she would be a key target for investigation as a suspected Doppelganger Wraith.

This trip might be a waste of time.

He adjusted his mood and decided to proceed according to the established plan. After all, he was the person in charge of the Frontline. Although he might act somewhat unconventionally, he should still know what to do when faced with matters of principle.

"Jiangbei Mortal Domain, Chen Fan."

"I have met the chief commander of the Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline One."

"The Strange Tide is raging; everyone must contribute."

"The Mortal Domain is no exception."

"On this trip, I specifically built an Empty Rail connecting the Mortal Domain and the Frontline. This Empty Rail can transport some supplies, such as ample food," he said.

The Middle-Aged Men standing behind the woman immediately turned around, their backs to Chen Fan.

The woman shrugged, and her coat instantly fell off, revealing a figure-hugging cheongsam underneath.

Curvy figure with a prominent bust and buttocks.

It was still Winter Season.

Her skin was frozen white in the cold wind, making her look extremely fragile and pitiful.

The woman trembled, her arms wrapped around herself, and stared at him expectantly.

Chen Fan kept his lips tightly pressed together, took another step back, and glanced around. He began to wonder if this defensive line had already fallen, and if it was full of Doppelganger Wraith.

This is a trap.

Whoever comes will die.

"Younger Brother, your sister is cold."

A sweet, delicate voice came from the woman's mouth.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, but the words "What the hell do you want?" remained unspoken. Without hesitation, he turned and walked towards the Flying Boat behind him.

I'm home!

This place is fucking weird!

Something's not right.

Get out of here quickly.

Seeing this, Qi Yue didn't hesitate at all. He also felt something was wrong. The Frontline line had probably already fallen, and it was full of Doppelganger Wraith. One master and one servant, almost fleeing, quickly strode towards the Flying Boat that was level with the City Wall.

"Chen Fan!"

A voice, tinged with anger and grievance, came from behind. "Tell me, how many Eerie Stones do you want? If the price is too high, we can talk."

Chen Fan stopped and turned around, frowning as he looked at the woman behind him who had already put her coat back on.

After Incense Stick.

Inside the command room on the City Wall "Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline One," Chen Fan frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him and said, "So, Old Qiu told you that I have the ability to transport food for Frontline, but you'll need to pay a price."

"And the price you paid for coming up with this was..."

"You yourself?"

"Um."

The woman's ears were slightly red. She didn't dare to look up at Chen Fan, but stared at the teacup in her hand and forced herself to speak in a serious tone, trying to be as official as possible.

"The Frontline One has a total of 770,000 people."

"The amount of food consumed daily is not small. I want them to eat better. I don't expect them to have the same good food as those on the Northbank Defense Line, but at least they should have meat every few days and a hot meal."

"Many supply lines to the Frontline One have been cut off, and the remaining supply lines lack the capacity to transport food. If we were to buy it with Eerie Stones..." "We... might not be able to afford it."

After a long silence, Chen Fan rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on, and said, "Food is free; the Mortal Domain is providing it to you for free, but it certainly won't be enough to feed you at the Northbank Defense Line."

"Tianyi, with meat, vegetables, and soup, will definitely be fine."

"Free?"

The woman froze, looking up at Chen Fan in disbelief. She had thought Chen Fan wanted a good price, but unexpectedly, it was free?

"Really free?"

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded slightly. "This is aid from the Mortal Domain. Thank you for defending the Eternal Night Continent on the Frontline. This transaction doesn't require you to give anything in return." But...

"There are other deals as well."

"For example, the Mortal Domain needs a lot of Building Blueprints. Any duplicate Building Blueprints captured on the Frontline can be sent to the Mortal Domain, and we will reward you with a certain amount of Eerie Stones."

"Including that 'Blue Grade' Building Blueprint."

That's it?

"That's all." Chen Fan nodded. They'd just established contact; this was all. They'd gradually deepen the connection once things were going well together. So...

The woman looked at the Mortal Domain with some confusion. "So, this time the Mortal Domain's actions are simply to provide free food supplies to the Frontline, and... bring back some Blueprints."

"Yes."

"Very good!"

After a long pause, the woman suddenly jumped up and shouted excitedly in the room.

Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly. He walked out of the command room and came to the edge of the City Wall, looking out at the vast Sea beyond the defense line. The biting sea breeze hit him in the face. Even after he had left the building, he could still faintly hear the excited voices of women coming from inside.

"Domain Lord Chen."

At this time...

A Middle-Aged Man who had been following the woman strode towards him and said apologetically in a low voice, "I'm the deputy head of Frontline One."

"Sister Chan... her teacher was originally the head of the Frontline One, but he sacrificed his life during this Rainy Season."

She took over the position.

"Her teacher is her only living relative, and coupled with the sudden addition of the heavy responsibility of the Frontline One, the pressure is quite great, and her emotions have become somewhat unstable."

I hope you understand.

"It's alright."

Chen Fan shook his head. He could roughly understand now. Although he really wanted to ask if the position of the person in charge was hereditary, it was clearly not a good time to ask.

Then the Middle-Aged Man said with some emotion, "Domain Lord Chen, you are so young, yet you have taken on the responsibility of Suppression Jiangbei. The pressure on you must be immense." "I'm not young anymore."

Chen Fan chuckled lightly, "Almost thirty."

He's been in this world for five years now, so he's almost thirty.

"You're still very young. When I was your age, I didn't have your skills."

The man smiled, then looked at Chen Fan with a serious expression. "Domain Lord Chen, on behalf of all 770,000 people on the Frontline One, I thank the Mortal Domain for its food aid."

"This is really important to us."

"Leaving that aside, is the Eerie Stones really that tight at Frontline One?" Chen Fan asked, voicing a concern he had. With such a shortage, could they still hold out?

No, not at all.

The man quickly realized what was happening and said with a wry smile, "This is the Frontline after all, and the daily output of Eerie Stones is quite considerable." "However, Sister Chan is sitting in this position for the first time, and she's a little reluctant to spend them, always worried that there won't be enough Eerie Stones."

Chen Fan stared intently into the man's eyes. Strangely, he didn't see a trace of jealousy in the man's eyes. Logically speaking, with the head of the department dead, the deputy head should be the most likely to take over.

Even if you hide it well, it's still hard not to feel resentful when a woman younger than you steals your thunder.

But he didn't see a single thing.

Or perhaps this man is just too good at disguising himself.

Or

The position of chief executive officer is filled with far too many deaths.

The man seemed to understand Chen Fan's thoughts and laughed, "Come, Domain Lord Chen, let me show you around the Frontline One." "Please."

The two walked side by side on the City Wall. Qi Yue followed a few steps behind, with a long sword tucked under her arms and a blade of grass between her teeth. She looked out at the sea beyond the defense line, her eyes flickering with emotion, as if she were thinking about something.

"The Rainy Season is when the Strange Tides are at their fiercest, and it is during this time that the Strange Entity Clan often carries out decapitation strikes."

"The death of a chief executive officer."

"This is a huge blow to the morale of everyone on the defensive line, and there will be moments when there is no one to command."

The Middle-Aged Man walked along the defensive line, occasionally touching the City Wall beside him.

"These kinds of decapitations are usually carried out using traitors."

"For example"

"Sister Chan's teacher died from a poison that was put in a teapot. We found the person who poisoned her, but it was only a matter of time before we could do anything about it." "It's a poison called 'Grand Wraith Flower'."

"To refine a Greater Wraith into a single drop of liquid, colorless and odorless, extremely poisonous; death occurs instantly upon swallowing."

"Prevention is the only option."

"Once it enters the body, there is no way to save it."

"After Sister Chan's teacher died, Sister Chan immediately took on the position of the Frontline One leader. In fact, Sister Chan has a lot of experience, even more than me."

"I joined the Frontline One halfway through my career; she grew up on the front lines."

"The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes wasn't my mother."

"It's Strange Entities."

The Middle-Aged Man paused for a moment before speaking, "Her parents were defending the city when the Strange Tide onto the defensive line, slicing open her father's neck and her mother's abdomen."

She came into this world crying and screaming.

"After that, he was adopted by Frontline One and started working from a young age, from delivering water to the uncles at the beginning, to moving supplies when he got older, and finally, officially taking on an important position."

"You could say that."

"She has never left the Frontline One since birth."

"He always followed behind the teacher."

Walking on the City Wall, Chen Fan frowned slightly, and after a long while, he finally spoke, "So the position of the person in charge of the Frontline is very dangerous?" "Not at all."

The man shook his head helplessly. "If the Strange Entity Clan had invaded the Eternal Night Continent to this extent, the Eternal Night Continent would have fallen long ago. Indeed, some people would have been turned against us."

"But everyone around the person in charge has been rigorously selected and trained. Sister Chan's teacher has been in charge of the Frontline One for decades without any problems."

"But even with a thousand days of guarding against thieves, mistakes can still happen."

"The reason she's in this position is because not only do we all agree, but the Eternal Night Hall also approves, is because she has the necessary qualifications and abilities, not because too many people in this position die."

Chen Fan nodded slightly.

Then he pointed to the Cannon Tower not far away. "Frontline One is tough."

On this line of defense.

There were no gaps between Cannon Tower; the Northbank Defense Line consisted of a Godslayer Cannon every 20 meters, and here they were one after another, with no gaps between them.

The Middle-Aged Man spoke of the defense line with a proud smile, saying, "The Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Defense Line One is Ninth-Level Defense Line. The pressure from the Strange Tides here is also extremely high. If we don't have enough Cannon Tower, we can't hold it."

"If you have the chance to come here Rainy Season."

"That scene was spectacular."

"This defensive line has never been breached or lost since its establishment."

Chen Fan nodded.

Next.

The two walked along the City Wall, talking as they went, and the man told him a lot of information about the Frontline One.

Certainly.

This isn't exactly confidential information; it's information that only those who have been on the Frontline for a while would know.

But it was still quite a novelty for him.

After walking for a long time.

Standing on the City Wall, Chen Fan felt the weight beneath his feet and looked out of the defensive line. He also wanted such a defensive line; it made him feel safer.

"They're gone."

On the City Wall.

Chen Fan waved to Sister Chan and the group of leaders without saying anything more, boarded Flying Boat, and as it took off, he prepared to go home. He had been away for three months.

I'm a little tired.

He stood on the deck, looking down at the Blue-Grade Building Blueprint in his hand. After he clearly refused Sister Chan's request, the woman became much more normal, and their communication went smoothly.

He also successfully brought back the Blue-Grade Building Blueprint.

"Name of the Exotic Treasure": Black Tortoise Cannon.

"Exotic Treasure Effect": Blue Grade.

"Exotic Treasure Grade": Building Blueprint, Defensive Structure.

The panel description is extremely simple, with only a few lines of text proving that this is a Defensive Structure. Like the Godslayer Cannon, Frontline One has two Blueprints for this building, one of which is in his possession.

In the other image, the Builder on the Frontline One is still pondering, not yet fully comprehending the meaning.

Deciphering a Blue Grade Map is no easy task.

The initial contact and transaction went fairly smoothly.

He looked at the various bags and packages on the deck, among which were many low-grade Building Blueprints.

"Let's go home first."

He stretched, yawned wearily, and decided to go back and get some sleep first.

"Finally found it."

In the heart of the Eternal Night Continent, in a City belonging to the "Eternal Night Hall," Qiu Yisi stood in a room filled with various Jade Slips, Vellum, and other information, murmuring to himself as he looked at a tattered, worn-out piece of Vellum in his hand.

"Primordial Era."

"Jiangbei attacked, the Undying Celestial Master reinforces the Northbank Defense Line."

"The Undying Celestial Master possesses a Building Blueprint called 'The Sky-Piercing Pillar,' which is said to have remained uncomplicated for a long time, and other Builder who have attempted to decipher it have all failed."

Ever since he learned that the building in the Mortal Domain was called the Sky-Piercing Pillar.

He's been spending all his time in the Book Repository these days.

Because he kept remembering that he seemed to have seen those three words somewhere before.

Could it be...?

"Eerie Ore left over from Ancient Battlefield has been discovered in the Mortal Domain?"

Qiu Yisi nodded thoughtfully.

Now it seems...

The Building Blueprint that was called "Uncomprehended by the Undying Celestial Master" should have been fully comprehended by Chen Fan, and he has now built it.

Just then

"Master."

Tianyi's voice rang out from outside the Book Repository.

"Come in."

Qiu Yisi put away the Vellum in his hand, smiled and looked outside. He was very happy to hear that Tianyi Yi had survived a calamity, especially after learning that Tianyi had experienced Heavenly Dao's Blessing, just like him.

The negative effects of "Firewalker Sun" have completely disappeared, and his strength has greatly increased.

Soon.

Tianyi stepped into the room and stood there with a serious expression. "In the past three months, I have carefully investigated everyone you entrusted to me, Master. I have confirmed that one person is a traitor, and it was this person who leaked the information about supporting the Defense Line Seven last time."

Qiu Yisi laughed, a very happy laugh, looking Tianyi up and down. After a while, he beckoned Tianyi over: "Come, sit here." "Was the person who leaked the information Wang Fa?"

"Master, do you know?"

Tianyi was somewhat taken aback.

"Of course I know," Qiu Yisi said with a smile. "This is a test I gave you, so of course I need to know the correct answers." "But if Master knows, why hasn't he done anything?"

"Because that would be too wasteful."

Qiu Yisi up and walked towards the end of the Book Repository: "Such a traitor who has delivered accurate intelligence and is Trust by the Strange Entity Clan is also an extremely useful pawn for us. At certain crucial moments, we can use him to pass on some false intelligence to the Strange Entity Clan to turn the tide." He walked to a wall and looked at the picture hanging on it.

"I've already reported this to my superiors."

"I won't be able to work anymore in a few years."

"You are my chosen Group Leader the Eternal Night Hall Western Operations Group, responsible for the deployment and appointment of all members of the Western Operations Group. In these last few years, my main responsibility will be to train you."

"What you see below is top secret from the Eternal Night Hall Western Operations Group."

The next moment

The painting in front of me suddenly burst into flames without any wind.

Immediately afterwards.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the wall, slowly opening to reveal a staircase leading to the ground, illuminated by an oil lamp.

"Come with me."

Mortal Domain.

After three busy months, Chen Fan returned to the Mortal Domain and immediately gave orders to send a batch of food to the Frontline along the Empty Rails. Only then did he fall asleep, exhausted!

Right now, he doesn't want to think about anything; he just wants to get a good night's sleep.

Even if the sky falls, we'll wait until he wakes up first.

As Chen Fan drifted off to sleep, the Mortal Domain began to operate rapidly. Bags of grain were transported onto the High-Speed Rail, quickly filling the train. Then, this Mortal Domain High-Speed Rail, fully loaded with grain, began its ascent as it reached the end of its dedicated track at Dusk.

It climbed straight up to a height of Thousand Meters.

It had just begun its rapid ascent along the Empty Rail, a full Thousand Meters above the ground, towards the direction of the Eternal Night Western Region Black Tortoise No. 1.

This is an extended High-Speed Rail, and the amount of grain it carries is not small; it's enough to feed 770,000 people on the Frontline One for three days.

"It's a bit high."

A Logistics Pavilion Member of the Mortal Domain, standing inside the carriage, looked towards the ground in the distance and said with a slight tremor, "To be honest, I'm actually a little scared." "A little."

A Logistics Pavilion Member who was on duty alongside him was also trembling slightly.

Falling from that height would likely be fatal.

Several hours later.

Eternal Night has completely descended.

The High-Speed Rail slowly arrived at the "Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline One". The track was level with the City Wall and could directly lead to the City Wall. Through advance communication via Message Talisman, someone was already there to meet them.

The Logistics Pavilion Members strode out of the High-Speed Rail, holding up their Identity Tokens.

"Sanmao, a member of the Jiangbei Mortal Domain Logistics Pavilion Member."

"By order of the Domain Lord, we are escorting food supplies to aid the Frontline One."

"Okay, okay."

Sister Chan personally led a group to guard the area and take over the reception. When she saw the carriages filled with grain, and even a lot of lively pigs and sheep, she couldn't stop smiling.

"You two have worked very hard."

"Have some tea over there first, we'll be right away."

Immediately afterwards.

A large number of people rushed in from the surrounding area to carry the food and deliver it directly to several kitchen areas. They would start cooking tonight and have a hot meal tomorrow morning; they didn't know how long it had been since they had a hot meal.

As dawn broke, the sky gradually brightened.

The long-lost aroma of hot food once again wafted across the skies above Frontline One.

The Eternal Night Western Black Tortoise Frontline One.

"Shift over, shift over, time to go back to sleep."

A man in a vest, carrying a Great Knife on his shoulder, descended from the City Wall into the ground in Gondola. He yawned and walked toward a cluster of Wooden Hut not far away, while a large group of people followed him down the City Wall.

They were all on guard duty last night.

Daylight broke.

They should go to sleep now; it's time for the logistics team to get up, go out of town to collect the Eerie Stones, and Dissection the Strange Entities.

He quickened his pace slightly.

I hadn't eaten all night and was a little hungry, so I went to get some Fried Noodles, ate my fill, and then quickly went back to sleep.

This defensive line is a full 108 kilometers long. It's impossible for everyone to eat together. If they had to run dozens of kilometers to eat, let alone whether they could run it, even if they could, running such a lap right after eating would basically finish digesting everything.

On the defensive line.

There are more than a dozen areas responsible for daily meals.

That is, the kitchen area.

Don't underestimate this simple stir- Fried Noodles. Even with so many people gathered here, someone still needs to be responsible for wielding the ladle.

The man muttered to himself as he walked toward the nearest Cafeteria area. He had been quite relaxed on guard last night, since it wasn't the Rainy Season and the defenses were unlikely to fall. He had even taken a nap.

If only begging could be this safe every night.

However, the next moment

His body suddenly froze on the spot.

Why did he seem to faintly detect a scent in the air that shouldn't be there?

That seems to be

What does cooked meat taste like?

Immediately afterwards, he saw countless people carrying pots and pans, almost running towards the Cafeteria area. He was initially incredulous, but then he suddenly realized what was happening.

An indescribable emotion welled up in my heart in an instant.

He let out an excited shout.

He strode towards the crowd!

One step, two steps, and when he took his first step, he was astonished to find himself flying through the air, walking on air, and running wildly through the sky.

He was completely unaware of this at the time.

I only felt that I was running very fast.

We arrived at the Cafeteria area in no time.

Upon seeing the dozens of large pots brimming with steaming pork, cabbage, and glass noodles, his throat tightened, his eyes reddened, and he rushed to the front, handing over his bowl. "Fill it up! Fill it up!!"

The chef, who was wielding a ladle, looked at the man in front of him and was slightly stunned. "Brother, you run really fast!"

"Fill it up first!"

The man eagerly picked up a bowl full of pork, cabbage, and glass noodles, then used his chopsticks to fork four steamed buns from a nearby bowl before walking to the side and wolfing them down.

Fragrant.

He hadn't eaten the kind of food that people like him should eat in ages.

Since their supply lines were cut off, they've basically been eating nothing but Fried Noodles. Meat is a rare treat, and even a single vegetable leaf is seldom seen. They're starving.

The man even started to cry.

It wasn't the incense that cried.

I ate too fast and bit my tongue, it hurts so much.

Eat slowly.

A Middle-Aged Man next to him also came over carrying a bowl of pork and cabbage stew with glass noodles. He squatted down on the ground and slowly used his chopsticks to pick up the glass noodles and shake them in the air to release the steam.

"You cultivated yourself to the Martial King just so you could be the first one to get a meal?"

"This might be his last meal before he's executed."

The man who was wolfing down his food suddenly froze, raising his head to look at the Middle-Aged Man.

Just kidding.

The Middle-Aged Man laughed and pointed to a large vat not far away, "There's some spicy chili powder over there. This pork and cabbage stew with vermicelli tastes best when sprinkled with some dried spicy chili powder and mixed in."

"I can eat."

The man gave a Thumbs-Up and then hurriedly ran towards the large vat not far away.

The Middle-Aged Man watched the man's retreating figure with a touch of melancholy.

In special circumstances, Cultivator may experience sudden enlightenment, such as creating their own Martial Techniques.