Li Baitian shook his head and said with a smile:
"Land reclamation."
Dalens: "!!!"
Waldolong: "!!!"
Woken: "???"
Everyone gaped, utterly stunned.
Land reclamation?
Fill in the sea and create land?
How vast was the Endless Sea!
Boundless, with depths no one could fathom!
Great Xia was actually thinking of filling in the sea?
How was that any different from an ant standing at the foot of a mountain, declaring it would move the entire mountain away?
No!
Compared to the vast Endless Sea, even an ant moving a mountain seemed more promising!
This was madness!
This was not a thought any normal person should have!
Li Baitian watched their worldviews crumble without offering much explanation.
Great Xia needed greater strategic depth and more land.
A mere thousand square kilometers was nowhere near enough.
In any case, the original agreement had never forbidden land reclamation.
"Terrain constraints" had never existed in the infrastructure fanatic's dictionary.
If a mountain blocked the way, blast it flat!
If the sea blocked the way, fill it in!
But this was not the time to focus on that.
Dalens soon came to his senses.
The Pope! Holy Light City!
His mind was filled with the news of the Pope's death.
Shocking as land reclamation was, it could not suppress his anxiety. He said:
"Mr. Li, may we leave now?"
Li Baitian nodded.
"I've already contacted the Terra side."
"The leaders of your races have already returned to their respective countries through the portals."
"They also needed to handle various postwar affairs, so they didn't stay long."
"You may return whenever you wish to learn the specific situation in your countries."
At these words, everyone felt as though they had been granted a pardon.
"Thank you, Mr. Li!"
Waldolong bowed slightly, performing a formal elven noble's