The Dwarf Clan chose a planting site above their Mountain City fortress.
The Dwarf Mountain City was an enclosed structure underground, unsuitable for planting a world tree.
Choosing a site above the Mountain City would make it easier to guard, and once the world tree grew larger, it would also make it easier for the dwarves to expand around the city.
The Great Xia engineers could not help nodding after inspecting it.
The Half-Orc Alliance's planting site was the most down-to-earth.
They chose a stretch of grassland near a large river, with open terrain around it that made patrolling easy for the centaurs and merfolk, and would also facilitate the later expansion of their settlement.
Grom stood on a slope, watching the engineering vehicles dig a pit, his expression as solemn as if he were watching a war.
Seeing this, the Great Xia project manager at the site asked:
"What's wrong?"
Grom sighed.
"Looking at that pit now feels like watching our alliance's money pouch being buried."
Several half-orc chiefs beside him nodded in heartfelt agreement.
The Half-Orc Alliance had indeed paid through the nose this time to buy a World Tree Seed from the elves.
Unlike the elves, they had no energy crystal mines; unlike the Holy Human Race, they did not rake in money from portal services; and unlike the Dwarf Clan, they could not replenish their funds through forging and rune equipment.
Much of the Half-Orc Alliance's wealth had been earned bit by bit by their people serving as mercenaries for Great Xia and participating in cleanup missions on Blue Star.
This single World Tree Seed had practically flattened their newly filled money pouch again, and they had even sold off the future hiring rights to their Seventh-Order half-orcs.
Yet not a single chief said they should