The fifth day of Ma Liang's sleep.

A huge river city has become a big construction site.

Streets, neighborhoods, parks, commercial districts, etc., are being developed everywhere and being built everywhere.

A large number of young and middle-aged men and women were mobilized, sweating like rain under the call of collapsing the city and protecting their homes.

The huge scale of the project, in the absence of engineering equipment, in the huge amount of manpower and material resources, a little bit of completeness and fullness, every day, the standard amount of the map is completed on time or even ahead of schedule, a deep urban texture of the induction "neural network" gradually formed.

As soon as the hard-working people looked up, they could see a huge warning sign, on which the spiritual concentration was updated every ten minutes.

At first, the value was only 245, but five days later, it had soared to 317

The color of the warning signs has also changed from dark yellow to red, which is eye-catching and dazzling, and makes people feel a huge and heavy pressure at the first sight.

There is no need to urge and preach, for their own homes, for their relatives, for their own lives and survival, people spontaneously work overtime and go all out to race against the numbers on the warning signs.

Now this event has lasted for 5 days, and in 5 days, all levels of society have completed the general mobilization.

The excavated passage is poured with cement, connected to a stone tower like a signal base station, the stone tower is engraved with spiritual lines, a vortex is drawn in the center of the pattern, and it is like a funnel-like eye, and the valuable spiritual material is used as the initial power source of the spirit attraction array, and the excess spirit in the continuation will be extracted, and then sent to the passage below, flowing in the capillaries constructed by Mithril.

One capillary is inconspicuous, and thousands of such capillaries are the same.

Like ants nesting, these "capillaries" criss-cross and weave into a vast and cumbersome web in the old city.

Eventually, all the spirituality drawn from the old city flows into the underground aorta, merges with the flowing underground canals, and merges into the new city, entering the "heart" to be used and transformed, filling the increasingly vast area of the new city.

The work completed in five days is a miracle.

The amount of work originally planned to be completed within a month may be completed within a week.

Nowadays, most of the public facilities, such as parks, subways, commercial areas, bustling blocks, units, companies and institutions, etc., have been poured and encapsulated, and the project has reached the final stage of tackling the problem - making money.

At this time, almost everyone went into battle.

The rudimentary tools applied by the blocker prying open the already evacuated reinforced concrete, digging up the surface on the original site, going deeper than ten meters underground, digging a road that leads directly to the street outside, pouring cement, and the construction team with special qualifications will be the precious Mithril lines, inlaid on the surface according to the styles and requirements on the drawings, together with the stone tower under construction, connected to the spirit array packaging, covered with a layer of stone slabs, and then marked with cement, and finally covered with soil, marked with warning signs.

Zhu Ming is in such a construction team.

"Alright, the quality inspector will check it one last time, and we can call it a day!"

Zhu Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, it's been five days, TD has finally come to an end, I already knew what house to buy in this place, and I was forced to be drafted, five days, how much did I delay myself.

The owners laughed out loud with relief, and more than a dozen and a half filial piety were also helping on the construction site, and at this time they cheered and threw down the tools in their hands, and asked the adults around them when the power supply will be restored, when the water supply will be restored, and so on.

The quality inspector came up, carefully checked the quality of the project with the drawings, and finally walked to the towering stone tower, compared it carefully, and nodded.

Everyone was truly relieved.

At this moment, a patrol helicopter flew overhead at a low altitude, and everyone subconsciously looked up and found that there was a faint black smoke emitting from its fuselage, and electric sparks flickering from the high-speed hovering propeller.

As soon as the exclamation sounded, the helicopter lost control and plunged headlong.

Zhu Ming was crowded by the frightened crowd, and fled outward involuntarily, "Boom! With a loud bang, the helicopter avoided the stone tower and the crowd at the last minute, and crashed headfirst into the three-story building of the property company.

The fleeing man stopped, looked back at the ruins twisted in the flames, and was speechless for a moment before rushing to the scene of the accident with a roar of salvation.

Since the stone tower was fine, Zhu Mingcai was not interested in caring about the lives and deaths of others, and taking advantage of the chaos, he glanced at a man in the crowd.

The man gave him an affirmative look that made him laugh.

After a while, the rescue team arrived and carried back four bodies, including the head of the propaganda department.

The stretcher chamber, covered with snow-white sheets, smells the disgusting smell of the human body being roasted when you get closer.

People spontaneously discharged two long lines to send these fresh lives that died for the city and the people.

The atmosphere was mournful, and people just saluted them into the ambulance with attention, and then silently dispersed amid the whining.

Everyone is very embarrassed, smelling of sweat, stains, and mud, but after experiencing this out, everyone's distance has been shortened, and everyone's spiritual qi has also been very different.

Of course, Zhu Ming wouldn't pay attention to this, and even if he realized it, he would scoff at it, he also had a major business, a cause that these fart people, mortals, and Muggles could not even imagine.

At night, while the city was still working overtime, he sneaked into a secret stronghold, and in the dark secret room, he bowed down to a huge, pitch-black, half-empty statue.

The idol has no face, but there are countless dozen arms, each of which is making movements of unknown significance, and on the palm of each hand, there is a sign representing the path and sequence!

Creator!

Zhu Ming knelt down tremblingly, maintaining the posture of throwing his five bodies to the ground.

In the darkness, many voices sounded around him, and many black shadows like him came one after another.

Half an oblique back, there were dozens of slight breathing sounds around him, and at this time, a voice came from the front, "Lambs, the holy time has come, the Lord has the conditions to wake up, and now he needs you"

Zhu Ming was so excited when he heard it at first glance.

Is it finally coming!?

After a long wait and dedication, is it finally about to usher in this moment of turnover?

"We must be careful, before those false gods and their lackeys come to their senses!"

"Gather all your believers and pray earnestly to the Lord at the same time!"

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