“Yeah, it could work.”
Orson’s gaze flickered. Dr. Jordan’s suggestion was indeed intriguing. Ancient Rome was undeniably the center of the world at its peak.
Rome was not only a sleepless city but also a dazzling jewel in the dark world.
Orson’s tone shifted as he smiled at the blueprints of Rome City, “Let’s be a little bolder. How about expanding Forever City by five times its current size?”
“Five times…”
“Are you joking? Even though this is Infinite Dimensions, a city of this size already exceeds the normal range for main city construction.”
One of the assistants voiced a doubt. Pondenorlin City, compared to other main cities, wasn’t large at all, being just the first city players encounter. It was far smaller than Golden City or the Light Dragon Emperor’s Capital.
“This… roughly estimates that several surrounding villages and small towns will be covered,” Dr. Jordan hesitated.
“Just demolish it, hehe,” the female thief chuckled.
Dr. Jordan: “That doesn’t seem to fall under the rules, right?”
Players with noble privileges can own multiple towns, but they must complete many tasks and upgrade their noble rank to do so.
This process took a long time, and expanding territories often angered surrounding NPC Lords, which could lead to disasters and affect the player’s profits.
“This isn’t a big problem, I can handle it,” Orson smiled lightly.
With the title of Conqueror Baron, Orson could challenge other towns’ NPC Lords without issue, defeating them and taking their lands.
Orson envisioned a super city large enough to accommodate at least 50 million players without feeling crowded.
Of course, expanding the city would require additional resources like gold, stone, wood, and magic crystals, all of which would come at a high cost.
While Orson was heavily in debt, he wasn’t worried about completing this monumental project.
The three major guild leaders in the UJ region mistakenly thought of him as the “chosen one,” and with Naoko and Lauren monitoring the UJ region’s movements, Orson was close to completing the Tithe collection plan in UJ.
Soon, at least one-tenth of the soul crystal stones in the UJ region would be funneled into his pockets.
However, since the players’ levels were still relatively low, with the top players barely reaching level 50, soul crystals weren’t yet at their peak value.
Once the world war in Infinite Dimensions began, and global forces entered an arms race to improve their gear success rates, the value of soul crystals would skyrocket. That was when Orson would truly make a fortune.
“Since that’s settled, there’s one more thing.”
Dr. Jordan thought for a moment before speaking again, “From what I know, the main city’s protective barrier has a limited effective range. If we expand the city, it will inevitably leave the outskirts defenseless.”
Orson frowned. Experts were indeed experts; this was a serious issue.
As a super city, it was impossible to proceed without a formidable defense.
Orson believed that even the main city’s protective barrier might not always hold up.
Berenice, blessed by the Holy Light Dragon King, could freely pass through the barrier, and it wasn’t guaranteed that other powerful beings couldn’t do the same.
Guild Channel:
Orgod: “Nightshade, tell your construction team to come over and set up 180 Black Stone Obelisks.”
Nightshade: “Uh… can you spare me a few million gold coins? Shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
Orson’s face darkened. This guy truly had no concept of how much gold was involved.
“Here’s 3 million gold coins for you, and I’m giving you the full authority to build Forever City. You’re fully responsible for assisting Dr. Jordan,” Orson said.
“Dr. Jordan? You don’t mean the one from Harvard, do you?” Nightshade asked, shocked.
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Orson replied flatly.
Orson made a call to Blank: “Are you there?”
“Don’t ask.” Blank’s cold voice responded. She was standing by a dilapidated river, waiting for Sienna to finish creating her character. They were planning to level up to level 20 together.
“Pay up.” Orson grinned.
“Pay up? What are you talking about?” Blank was taken aback.
“Did you forget? When we hunted the Purple-Gold Dragon Riders, those three Demon God’s Banners… That was my treasure. Can you all do something useful for once?”
Orson sighed, clearly pained.
Blank: “Our guild didn’t break your flag, it was someone from another guild. Go find them.”
“I don’t care. I don’t know them. Pay up, 4.5 million gold. You can sort it out.”
Orson yawned and reminded her, “Once you get the money, transfer it to Nightshade. He’s the guy you almost killed, remember? You owe him!”
“You… shameless!”
Blank fumed, her face flushed in anger. The top player in Infinite Dimensions was openly throwing a tantrum—this was ridiculous!
“I trust your ability to handle things, Emma,” Orson’s voice deepened, rich with authority.
Orson went from playing the rogue to acting cool, which left her unsure how to handle the situation. Her face burned. She muttered, “Get lost!”
Despite her harsh words, her body was honest, and soon she was contacting Demon Emperor, sheepishly recounting Orson’s greedy behavior.
“I… I understand.”
Demon Emperor sighed inwardly. As the leader of the Slaughter Guild, known as the Hell King of the players, he had to swallow his pride and ask for money from the Yellow Spring Guild and others.
There was no way around it. Pondenorlin City was history, and Forever City was about to rise.
According to the intel on Lord-related information, that man was going to gain endless benefits.
Slaughter Guild had no choice but to lower their heads if they wanted a piece of the pie.
“What is this monster? The numbers are terrifying!”
Soon, the teleportation point for Forever City lit up.
A terrifying Goblin Frenzy! erupted, and countless green, bizarre creatures appeared all over the ruins.
Dr. Jordan and his team were startled, their faces paling.
“Wagha!! Let’s get to work!”
“Waga! Move the stones!”
“Wagha…”
Since the battle at Celestial Fortress, many goblins had been claimed by the god Wagha.
But goblins’ reproductive rate was unreasonably high, especially with Dancing Giant Boobs around, who seemed to breed them by the day.
A construction team of 8 million goblins appeared, almost filling the streets and alleys of the ruins.
If Orson hadn’t been controlling the teleportation points for Forever City, ordinary players would have been horrified by the sight of these goblins.
Nightshade, escorted by several large goblins carrying Gatling guns, struggled to squeeze out of the Goblin Frenzy.
“Money’s almost there. I’m leaving this to you.”
Orson nodded, introducing Nightshade to Dr. Jordan and the others.
“This is the Godslayer Guild… Goblin King!”
The female thief exclaimed, her eyes full of admiration.
After the Celestial Fortress battle, Nightshade’s Goblin King title had spread like wildfire.
Even in a game world dominated by magic and swords, Nightshade had become famous among players who enjoyed building and crafting magical equipment!
“I’m not great at architecture, but it’s a perfect opportunity to learn from Dr. Jordan,” Nightshade said, humbly nodding at Dr. Jordan.
He was humble in front of Dr. Jordan, as he came from humble beginnings and deeply respected those in the field of ancient architecture.
The group began discussing the planning for Forever City’s business layout, military structure, and more.
“I’ll leave it to you. There’s someone waiting for me at the capital,” Orson awkwardly stood aside, unable to insert himself into the conversation, and greeted everyone before leaving the room.
“Hahaha… A movable body, this is amazing!”
“I, Beirut the Immortal, am back!”
A wild scream echoed from the Furious Mantis spawn point. Players grinding monsters nearby stared, as if watching the chaos unfold.
“Oh yeah! This trash game is going crazy again.”
“A thousand years of waiting, and now it’s time. You Heaven Demon gods are all dead!”
A warrior wearing level 20 basic gear yelled dramatically, his voice filled with over-the-top swagger.
Orson scanned the player’s attributes from the air.
“ld: MysticMan”
“Race: Human”
“Level: 1”
“HP: 1/1”
Did I just see that correctly? Level 1 with level 20 gear and only 1 HP?
Orson furrowed his brows, checking the character used by Laketon, possessed by the Immortal Slave.
“ld: Error, unable to read.”
“Race: Unknown error…”
Orson was stunned. He had never seen such a bizarre situation before.