At this moment, Mr. Baiyi had already arrived in the Inner City District, taking a glance at the Mechanical Giant Dragon that had vanished at the skyline.
With a solemn expression, he entered the Tianqi Military Camp.
The soldiers saluted him one after another. The military salute here somewhat resembled a knightās salute, mainly because people in this world didnāt pay much attention to etiquette.
Instinctively, everyone imitated the earliest nobles, and eventually, the military salute evolved into this: right hand clenched into a fist, placed on the left shoulder, with a slight bow.
Mr. Baiyi walked into the launch base of the Intercontinental Missile. All twenty-four Intercontinental Rail Cannons were fully installed, and the launch base had a strong sense of technological presence, with large screens monitoring outside the city gates.
However, due to the lack of satellites, it was impossible to detect very far distances; they mainly relied on network coverage to lock onto targets.
Currently, Dongwu Cityās network tower could at most cover up to a hundred kilometers beyond the city walls, meaning that when the launch siloās missiles aimed precisely at a target, firing in the direction of the Federation could reach five thousand kilometers.
But firing outwards could only precisely hit targets within a hundred kilometers.
Mr. Baiyi had mentioned this to the Koman Family during the military reform, but now Sunu was very busy, and it would take some time to extend the signal tower further out, continuously pushing the network forward.
Nonetheless, this didnāt affect it, as the baseās network computing power was strong enough; otherwise, they couldnāt limit the error to a single digit.
Thus, as long as there were coordinates, through a period of calculation, they could strike enemies at an extremely long range.
And he had just sent Bodun to the Mutated Zone to be the coordinates, allowing the launch silo to exert a powerful effect.
"Mr. Baiyi."
Sifu stood up, respectfully greeting him, "Is there a task?"
Sifu even moved his sleeping place here; Mr. Baiyi ordered him to personally guard the launch silo. Although he could have others take shifts, he never left except for other tasks.
After all, they clearly understood the importance of this launch silo.
The nearby Bronze Alchemy Technologists also stood up, respectfully greeting Mr. Baiyi, their eyes full of admiration. Mr. Baiyiās fame among the Alchemists was significant, especially among the Alchemists of Dongwu City, who even felt a subtle sense of superiority when discussing matters with other professions.
"No, just keep watching."
Mr. Baiyi didnāt need anyoneās approval to launch a missile. He approached the control platform and began operating some instruments.
On that screen full of a sense of science fiction, some data gradually appeared, followed by a somewhat chaotic image on the large screen.
It seemed as if the perspective in front of him was extremely rapid, the earth blurred into unrecognizable shapes in his eyes, except for the distant mountains, which were barely discernible.
The Dark Valley Mutated Zone, roughly three thousand kilometers away from Dongwu City, would take half an hour even at five Mach speed.
However, the missile would be faster, taking about five minutes to strike an area three thousand kilometers away.
Mr. Baiyi continuously adjusted the launch silo, and the giant iron door of the outer launch silo gradually opened, revealing a deep muzzle, with the silhouettes of several-meter-long missiles faintly visible, giving a sense of awe.
"What energy is installed in the missiles now?" Mr. Baiyi suddenly asked.
"Eight of fire, thunder, and ice respectively," an Alchemist quickly replied.
"Change them all to fire." Mr. Baiyi calmly instructed.
"Yes, sir." Nearly ten Alchemists in the base all went out, but the last Alchemist was stopped by a companionās signal, paused, nodded silently, and turned back.
Mr. Baiyi glanced over, said nothing, and continued adjusting various data.
That Alchemist looked at his companion, then at the real-time monitoring here, silently took out his portable mini-monitor, and recorded Mr. Baiyiās operation.
The inventorās demonstration, this was precious learning material!
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Dark Valley.
The Angel of the Black Night Rose halted his steps, his eyes filled with repression.
"Whatās wrong?"
A hoarse voice rose, belonging to an entity wearing a Magic Robe, with a Mageās hood. He came from the headquarters of Black Night Rose, a Golden Lower Tier Mage.
"The Dongwu City branch is gone, didnāt expect it to be so fast."
The Angelās eyes were full of gloom, his old voice extremely dull.
The Mage was taken aback and thought for a moment, then asked, "Yesterdayās marvel?"
"The marvel wonāt die, but itās a pity about the data. It will take a long time to collect them again, they should have been destroyed..." The Angel said regretfully, turning to walk into a blood-red valley ahead.
The Mage followed, his expression somewhat grave, "That Baiyiās network is making it increasingly difficult for us to operate, and now the entire Federation is targeting us. Even the Supreme hasnāt reacted; is there really a new world?"
"Shut up!" The Angel scolded, but his old eyes showed some confusion, though his voice was firm, "Yes, you have to believe in the Supremeās guidance."
Like other members of the Black Night Rose, even if they were Golden, the top existences of this era, they didnāt know what the Supremeās new world was.
They only knew to follow the Supremeās guidance, continuously expanding their influence, constantly absorbing all sorts of talents, and controlling every resource.
They didnāt know anything more; itās just that as Golden, they could feel that their Supreme was always waiting, but as for what he was waiting for, they also didnāt know.