At the center of the floor of the vast underground space was a cylindrical pit more than ten meters across. It looked like an old-fashioned nuclear reactor, except that instead of being packed with nuclear fuel rods, it was completely empty. A low, thunderous rumbling rose from below.
A technician in protective clothing approached the vehicle. He was the head of the engineering team.
"How is progress?" Kingpin asked.
"To avoid attracting the Sheqi Eight Clans' attention, we've had to limit our excavation speed, but we should still be able to reach a section of the Akagui River's underground channel in two days," the supervisor said confidently. "Several capture installations designed for large creatures have already entered the acceptance inspection stage."
"Very good." Kingpin nodded and looked at Minamoto Chisei, whose face was filled with confusion and wariness. He waved the project supervisor, who had been waiting for orders nearby, back to his post.
"You've always wondered why I was so enthusiastic and confident about the plan to resurrect the White King..." He walked behind Minamoto Chisei. "The truth is that God was successfully revived long ago. It needed time to develop into a juvenile and restore His authority and power. Only then would the true awakening come."
"Lu Mingfei and the Secret Party did disrupt my plans to some extent," Kingpin continued. "But fate still chose me."
He spread his arms, unable to conceal his excitement. "God awakened early, just as we were driven into a corner! The great Darwin explained the truth of the strong preying on the weak in his On the Origin of Species. Once, we were weak. No matter how desperately we struggled in the food chain, we could hardly avoid becoming food. But soon, the strong and the weak will exchange places completely. We