Arknights' Lock of Heaven

The Eastern Kingdom, a vassal state of the Great Yan, will definitely have to buy it as well, since more than half of its borders are on the edge of the civilized world.

Needless to say, just buy Ursus.

Sami sacrificed so many lives to fight against evil. If they knew about the existence of magic steel, it would definitely sell like hotcakes!

And clubs like Colombia, Iberia, Sargon, Rembiton, and even Kazdel, which is still in disarray, have to be bought!

You need to stockpile some in other countries that don't border the demons, like Victoria, Casimir, Letania, and Lateran, right? Otherwise, who knows what the world will be like in the future?

Hiss, thinking of this, Nian's legs suddenly went weak.

This is a huge matter, and I definitely can't handle it myself. She glanced at the calm and composed Xia Yu, thankfully there was someone here who could handle it.

Putting everything else aside, just the idea of ​​firing ten thousand cannons simultaneously proposed by Xia Yu would be enough to make those countries obedient and stop them from resorting to any underhanded tactics.

Otherwise, you really can't withstand it. A guy who can fight, withstand, run, and fly can bring hundreds of cannons to your face at any time, fire a round, and then run away, and you can't catch up with him.

Who would dare offend them...?

If those ancient gods don't come out, Xia Yu, wielding these hundreds of cannons, will be the world's top-tier fighting force.

And if the ancient gods were to appear, hehe...

Don't forget what that guy's true form is.

It seems I've found the right backer. Nian narrowed his eyes and then began to discuss the design with Kroos.

Since things have already come to this point and there's no way to run away, we might as well add fuel to the fire and bring out some more powerful and exciting things to give ourselves more confidence.

Watching Nian and Kroos discuss the design drawings with great enthusiasm, Xia Yu stretched comfortably, then said she would be leaving for a while.

Where is he going?

Go dig up the dirt! Pshaw, go import raw materials!

Well, anyway, the surrounding wasteland is a foreign land to Xia Yu, so saying it's imported is not wrong.

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“This should be about right,” Xia Yu said, standing at the bottom of the pit under the double moonlight, looking with satisfaction at the small mountain of earth piled up in the Gate of Babylon.

With a whoosh, he jumped straight up from the bottom of the pit, and then saw Kal'tsit sitting on a rock with a complicated expression, looking at him.

"Hmm, good evening?"

"Really, it's just made of mud?" Kal'tsit's voice trembled slightly.

Even though Kroos had assured her repeatedly, she felt she still needed to see it for herself.

After Xia Yu left, Kroos, whose blueprints were in the initial stages of completion, told Kal'tsit about it.

She was sensible enough to know that she, as a mere engineering director at Rhode Island, couldn't handle such a big matter, so she chose to pass the buck to her superiors.

Let Kal'tsit worry about it.

But she didn't expect that the magic steel, which she considered priceless, had a value to Kal'tsit that far exceeded money.

Kal'tsit was also very nervous.

Although she had grown accustomed to Xia Yu's magic, the presence of the magic steel still unsettled her.

Even the shooting star that fell from the sky back then couldn't stir her heart like this.

After all, in her memory, such a devastating blow could not have been achieved through the power of technology.

But the magic steel before her was something that concerned her innate mission and the thing she had pursued all her life.

Unlike Oripathy, which is something that can threaten the very survival of a civilization.

Having once walked alongside Nightmare Xue, she knew those things all too well, but the appearance of Great Tranquility made her feel as if she were walking on thin ice.

Iberia, once a first-rate power, is now like a candle flickering in the wind after an unspeakable catastrophe.

Agor, who have always been powerful and arrogant, now even the survival of their civilization is in question.

In today's fragile Iberia, Victoria, who has always liked to meddle in other countries, turns a blind eye to this weak neighbor.

Did they have a change of heart?

No, they just know what happened in Iberia, and then they bury their heads in the sand like ostriches, as if pretending not to know will prevent anything from happening.

Kal'tsit still remembered the sadness in her eyes when her scholar friend from Letania made such a judgment about Victoria.

Is it ridiculous?

In this age when civilization is crumbling, Ursus's ambitions continue to grow, Casimir remains in a state of decadence, Letania remains silent, Colombia's eyes are fixed on Bolívar, and Sargon is still a disorganized mess.

The Sami are brave, but what can such a small country do?

As for the Yan Kingdom? They did make preparations, but only on their own.

It was as if it were none of their business if all the other countries on the continent fell.

From snowfields to fertile lands, and then to the ocean... countless malicious eyes have been fixed on the civilized world.

They treat the civilized world like a delicious dish, and when the time is right, they will swarm in and devour it.

Many people on Rhodes Island think Kal'tsit is amazing. She seems to never need to rest. Every time they see her, she is either working or on her way to work.

Faced with such thoughts, Kal'tsit could only sigh with melancholy.

Faced with a crisis that is constantly looming, who in the know can stop themselves from acting?

If you don't try to save yourself, are you supposed to find a place to hide and pray that those things will never find you?

But self-preservation—looking at this turbulent and unpredictable civilized world, it's not that easy...

Kal'tsit, the copper of the First Mountain, also knew this.

But after learning about the production limitations from a former friend, Kal'tsit gave up on the idea.

I never expected to hear such news today.

"Really, can it be mass-produced?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

Xia Yu didn't answer, but simply gestured for her to look at the ground.

Beneath their feet, the original desert was gradually being eroded by silvery white.

Upon seeing this, Kal'tsit couldn't help but crouch down and gently stroke the silvery-white metal.

The cold feeling, however, unexpectedly brought her a sense of peace.

"It's called mass production, but that's only possible for me," Xia Yu explained earnestly. "But for others, it's absolutely impossible."

"This is something only I can do."

Xia Yu was not saying this to emphasize his own importance.

In fact, he didn't need to emphasize it.

In this world, only he possesses magic.

This is a completely different system from Originium Arts.

Even if the Terrans can learn magic, they cannot possess the wisdom of the people.

In fact, from the perspective of a magician in the Moonlit World, Xia Yu's actions are a genuine and unrepeatable miracle.

The wisdom of the people is not something that is commonplace.

Kal'tsit closed her eyes and gently stroked the metal beneath her feet.

This is something more precious than its weight in gold.

Who would have thought it came from soil?

"Put these away too," Kal'tsit said after a moment of silence, standing up. "Until we have a safe haven, the existence of the magic steel must not be revealed!"

No one understands the world better than her.

Although Xia Yu seemed incredibly powerful, she knew perfectly well the technological achievements of the ancient people who once roamed the stars.

And among the various nations of Terra that received the relics of their ancestors, who knows which of them might be hiding some great treasures that cannot be spoken of.

We should play it safe.

“When we truly own a piece of land of our own, you can find a desolate mountain wilderness, then transform the soil there into something resembling a natural mineral deposit.”

"We just got lucky and found it. All the profits from the mine will be yours."

She stared intently into Xia Yu's eyes.

“I know I can’t let you stop witnessing the progress of this land, but you must remember that when you want to take action, wear more ‘clothes’ and hide your true colors.”

"Just like in Chernobog."

"The suggestion you made to Kroos is very good. It can be used as your public identity, and that space can be said to be your Originium Arts."

"A person who hides his abilities will be suspected because he is too mysterious, but a person who displays overwhelming strength and can intimidate the country will not be suspected too much."

"You are too important to this world, and there is no room for error. You must keep your identity a secret!"

Finally, thank you.

That night, Kal'tsit slept soundly, clutching the small piece of magic steel that Xia Yu had left her.