On the Bimula Plain, a gigantic city was slowly being constructed in a manner so bizarre, it was as if it were printed by a 3D printer, or even in a more exaggerated way.
It was like it had grown from the earth itself.
Duoji had just seen Zhang Menglong sprinkle a bottle of powder on the ground, and then the powder seemed to have a life of its own, penetrating the earth. An hour later, the city emerged from the ground.
"Brother Gu Xiao, how exactly did you do this?" It was a method Duoji had never seen before, almost like magic.
Their original gathering place had been built by the survival team with their bare hands, and those Fortress Cities were said to be built by Martial Artists using construction robots they manufactured.
