After Yan Lexuan left to make the necessary arrangements, Shen Bing received a report from Qiuqiu.
It concerned the United States' preparations for a joint military exercise in Singapore's waters.
Shen Bing scoffed when he heard the news.
Others might still have doubts about the Americans' intentions, but Shen Bing was certain that holding an exercise at this critical juncture meant they were coming after Phantom Immortal Technology.
So they built a sixth-generation fighter, and now they wanted to come swaggering over and flex their muscles?
"Qiuqiu, how is construction on Gold Island progressing?" Shen Bing asked.
Qiuqiu replied, "Its area has now reached approximately 0.4 square kilometers. Horizontal expansion has been suspended, and construction is focusing on vertical expansion. According to the construction plan, we will only resume expanding its surface area after completing the facilities on the two levels below sea level."
Shen Bing nodded. He was aware of this arrangement.
After all, for an island of that size, laying down only a single layer at sea level would pose enormous challenges to its ability to withstand wind and waves.
Even the small island near Shanghai, which was designated a fixed base, used a three-layer structure to improve its resistance to wind and waves.
As for Gold Island, this floating city's overall structure was spindle-shaped, with hundreds of internal levels, each more than twenty meters high. Naturally, that height was intended to accommodate production and construction needs. Living areas would instead be subdivided into smaller spaces three meters high.
"What about the supply of raw materials?" Shen Bing asked.
Qiuqiu replied, "At present, at least two to three cargo ships of over three hundred thousand tons deliver raw materials to Gold Island every day, primarily various metallic and nonmetallic ores. Gold Island's expansion to its current size has