More than three months had passed, and Falling Rain Valley looked vastly different from when development had first begun.
Even setting aside the tall, spacious factory buildings towering at the entrance and the neat rows of houses in various styles in the distant Residential District, the crisscrossing cement roads alone were a refreshing, astonishing sight.
Nor was Falling Rain Valley filled entirely with cold cement roads and brick-and-stone buildings.
Every visible gap was planted with all manner of strange and unusual plants.
It was early autumn, and the flowers, grasses, and trees were still at their lushest. Everywhere one looked, red blossoms and green leaves enveloped the factories, workshops, and roads in greenery and seas of flowers, filling the valley with life and making its scenery far less monotonous and cold.
Naturally, these unusual plants had been transplanted by the Night Song Tribe at Xu Yi's request. For elves who had lived in Falling Rain Forest for hundreds or even thousands of years, this was their specialty.
In less than half a month, the elves had transformed Falling Rain Valley into its current state using methods Xu Yi could not begin to understand.
Thanks to the elves' devotion to beauty and their unique talents, Falling Rain Valley now looked more like a work of art than the industrial base Xu Yi had envisioned.
With these plants around, anyone walking through Falling Rain Valley smelled none of the odors drifting from the factories and workshops. Instead, a refreshing fragrance surrounded them, making them feel exceptionally comfortable.
President Pombelli jumped down from the carriage behind Xu Yi. A single glance at the scene before him left him deeply awestruck.
"President Xu, I thought the industrial base you mentioned would be filthy and chaotic everywhere. I never imagined it would be such a