"Great Shaman!"
Red Wolf left the camp in a daze. When he turned to gaze back, all he saw were construction machines roaring like war chariots, constantly shuttling between the building site and the field camp.
All manner of Mechanism Puppets used for production and construction bustled about like ants.
The Puppet Masters who had accompanied Li Chen here worked tirelessly. In less than ten days, they had already paved the Market District's roads and laid solid foundations. Next came vast quantities of materials taken from Spatial Storage Compartments and the Magic Cube Maze, stacked higher and higher to form the frameworks.
The center of the Market District had already been linked to the field camp on the gentle slope here, forming one continuous expanse several miles across. Tall outer walls rose more than ten miles away, lending the place an added air of grim menace, like a war fortress.
With Spiritual Essence in abundance, this world had no shortage of superb building materials that were light and inexpensive yet strong enough for construction. The truly time-consuming work was instead engraving Dao Patterns and restrictions onto them, then linking everything together through the array dao.
But Red Wolf, a primitive member of the Shaman Folk, had never witnessed such a wondrous sight, changing with every passing day. He could not help staring in astonishment.
When he thought again of the Great Shaman's instructions, for the first time in his life, he felt an indescribable worry for the Sacred Mountain's future.
"Are you satisfied now? If you release my people, I'll cooperate more readily."
Inside the main camp, Wushi Yan looked expressionlessly at Li Chen, who was leisurely sipping tea nearby.
Li Chen set down his teacup and smiled faintly. "You must be joking, fellow Daoist. If I release them, what