The next day.
Twin Lakes Island Industrial Zone.
Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan stood suspended in the air, looking down at the Rainbow Sound Flying Sword Factory on the vast plain.
At that moment, the Rainbow Sound Flying Sword Factory looked to them like a matchbox sitting alone on a plain surrounded by wilderness, strikingly out of place.
Around the flying sword factory, aside from an official road connecting Changping County City and Twin Lakes Island Port, there were only a few dormitory buildings still under construction.
"What's that?"
Chen Xianhe pointed at several five-story buildings rising from the ground beside the flying sword factory and asked.
Following the direction of Chen Xianhe's finger, Chen Daoxuan smiled. "That's the Worker Dormitory Area I had Clan Engineer Chen build."
At this, Chen Daoxuan sighed. "There are still far too few craftsmen in the clan. There are simply too many buildings that need to be constructed now, and craftsmen are in desperately short supply."
Hearing this, Chen Xianhe echoed, "Yes. And it's not just craftsmen. Ever since the Immortal generation cultivators were all but wiped out, the Chen Family's population has been steadily declining.
"In recent years, it has fallen to fewer than four thousand."
Speaking of the family's history of decline, Chen Xianhe could not help feeling grief-stricken.
But when he saw Changping County City faintly visible at the edge of his vision, Chen Xianhe's expression recovered. Comforted, he said, "Fortunately, all that is behind us now. Our Chen Family is about to have its own Spirit Vein. We will no longer be like rootless duckweed, drifting wherever the current takes us."
"Mm."
Chen Daoxuan nodded heavily. Uncle and nephew exchanged a smile.
"Here?"
Upon reaching the industrial zone, Chen Xianhe surveyed the surroundings and asked.
"Mm."
Chen Daoxuan nodded. "According