82: Chapter 82 If you're being targeted, then make it a memorable moment.

Wang Cang was already waiting in the main hall.

As soon as he entered, the mansion's array closed automatically, isolating it from all outside surveillance.

Without exchanging pleasantries, Wang Pingan raised his hand and projected the mission hologram.

Black toxic swamps, corrosive water channels, hot and humid miasma, gravitational mud pits, and the death records of five Xinghe University students appeared one by one before everyone.

Wang Cang glanced over them, and his expression darkened.

"This mission is targeting your heavy armor system."

Wang Pingan nodded: "That's why it will be worth more after I win."

The gazes of several deacons in the main hall froze.

Wang Cang looked at him, suddenly realizing the weight behind those words.

The Blood Moon Wreckage proved he could fight.

If he could conquer the Black Swamp Scale Nest, it would prove that his system could adapt to battlefield changes.

Compared to simple crushing, it had a higher gold content.

Wang Pingan reached out and highlighted three requirements on the hologram.

"First, Anti-toxin Pills."

"Second, Miasma-avoidance Talismans."

"Third, Lightness array pattern materials."

He paused, then added a string of others: "Floating board shield carts, traction rigging, moisture-proof array pattern materials, and toxic swamp samples."

Wang Cang immediately looked toward the logistics team.

Several Tier 1 Deities and deacons stood up simultaneously, each taking a direction.

Some contacted resource firms, others connected with intelligence brokers, some checked the Xinghe University mall inventory, and others went to inquire about purchasing channels for the combat recordings of the deceased students.

Wang Cang spoke: "Dao Child, a few resource firms reached out to show goodwill a few days ago; we can use their priority channels right now."

Wang Pingan said: "I don't want cheap; I want fast."

"Understood."

The mansion immediately sprang into action.

The intelligence deacon opened the communication array, and over a dozen urgent orders were sent out in succession.

"Purchase C-grade toxic swamp environment sample packs; the more complete, the better."

"Contact the Black Water Chamber of Commerce; we need general data on the venom of the Black-Scaled Swamp Lizard clan."

"Buy as many combat recordings of the deceased students as possible; don't just look at the public versions, we need battlefield details."

"Moisture-proof array pattern materials, lightness array pattern materials, floating wood gold, and scale glue ropes—quote everything in legion-level quantities."

In less than half an hour, every line in the mansion was moving.

The resource firms that had only been politely testing the waters a few days ago reacted extremely quickly. A priority quote was sent over, and their attitude was significantly better than before.

This wasn't the first time the Wang family had made purchases in Galaxy City, but in the past, they usually had to queue, wait for goods, and cater to the whims of the chambers of commerce.

Now, it was different.

Wang Pingan's first battle was S-grade; he was in the top hundred freshmen and held an A-grade sequence review.

The Wang Family Mansion's orders were directly moved to the front of the line.

The changes brought about by battle achievements were just that straightforward.

Wang Cang looked at a receipt, his heart warming.

The Tianhai Star Wang family had been neglected in Galaxy City for so many years; today, someone was finally willing to step aside voluntarily.

Wang Pingan didn't dwell on these matters.

He opened the Xinghe University mall and clicked to confirm several items.

[ C-grade toxic swamp environment sample pack, purchased. ]

[ Basic volume on swamp alien venom analysis, purchased. ]

[ A batch of low-tier experimental materials, purchased. ]

The cost wasn't high, at least compared to finished Anti-toxin Pills, it was much cheaper.

Seeing this, Wang Cang couldn't help but ask: "Dao Child, are you not buying finished pills directly?"

Wang Pingan shook his head: "Buying finished products can only last one battle; buying samples will allow my Divine Kingdom to never fear this type of battlefield in the future."

Wang Cang was shocked.

Only then did he truly understand that Wang Pingan pouring resources into building the Hundred Arts system wasn't just to save money.

He was building a war chassis that could grow on its own.

When others encounter a toxic swamp, they buy Anti-toxin Pills.

When Wang Pingan encounters a toxic swamp, he makes the entire Divine Kingdom learn how to deal with it.

In the short term, the difference isn't big, but as time goes on, the gap will only grow larger.

Resources were delivered to the mansion one after another.

Wang Pingan didn't delay; he took the samples and data into the secret chamber, and the shielding array rose again.

His consciousness sank into his Divine Kingdom.

Above the firmament, the phantom of the Divine Lord manifested.

Wang Mu and Wang Shan arrived immediately, followed by the heads of the Alchemy Pavilion, Formation Hall, Casting Workshop, and Armor Battalion.

Wang Pingan waved his hand.

The environmental intelligence of the Black Swamp Scale Nest unfolded above the firmament.

Toxic swamps churned, corrosive water flowed, and hot and humid miasma swirled above the black mud.

Black-Scaled Swamp Lizards poked their vertical pupils out from under the mud, and their long tails coiled around the heavy infantry soldiers, dragging them into the depths.

After watching, Wang Shan's expression turned ugly.

"The swamp drags down the heavy infantry, and the toxic mist suppresses our Qi and blood; they're trying to strip our armor."

Wang Mu stared at the venom structure and the flow of the miasma for a long time, his gaze becoming increasingly calm.

After a while, he spoke: "Divine Lord, we cannot charge directly. We must first build a simulated toxic swamp area; if we can't test a solution, the legion will suffer a huge loss if they go in."

Wang Shan didn't argue this time.

He could also see that this battlefield was different from the Blood Moon Wreckage; it couldn't be forced through.

Wang Pingan looked at the two of them with satisfaction.

They were no longer just receiving orders and carrying them out; they were starting to actively dismantle the battlefield and formulate plans.

This was something honed through bloody battles and twenty-one years of Hundred Arts evolution.

Wang Pingan issued a divine oracle.

"Wang Mu, the Anti-toxin Pills, Miasma-clearing Talismans, Anti-toxin Arrays, and Spirit Energy Filtering Array Patterns are all yours."

"Wang Shan, the Swamp Marching Armor, Floating board shield carts, heavy Cavalry weight-reduction plans, and traction rescue teams are yours."

"Remember, you are not allowed to customize for only a few elites; you must form a mass-producible legion plan."

Wang Mu knelt to receive the order: "Wang Mu understands. If it cannot cover the legion, it is not a solution."

Wang Shan turned and shouted to the rear: "Casting Workshop, Armor Battalion, Ordnance Institute, everyone pull yourselves together! Whoever dozes off from now on will go wash their face in the toxic swamp!"

A few Martial Dao Citizens chuckled, but the atmosphere immediately sank again.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this was not a drill.

The Black Swamp Scale Nest had killed five Xinghe University students; that place eats people.

Wang Pingan threw the toxic swamp sample into an isolated area in the south of the Divine Kingdom.

The earth cracked open, arrays sealed the surroundings, black mud water surged out, and pungent miasma rose.

As soon as a few Cultivation Citizens responsible for recording approached, the spirit energy in their bodies became sluggish.

Wang Mu immediately ordered: "Retreat thirty zhang, set up an isolation array first, then release the puppets into the pool."

Wang Shan also led people to measure the weight-bearing capacity of the mud pit.

An ordinary heavy shield was placed into the black mud, and in less than ten breaths, it had sunk more than halfway.

A Blood-Condensing Heavy Infantry soldier stepped onto a floating board to test it, but the board flipped extremely quickly, nearly flipping the person into the pool.

Wang Shan cursed: "This damn place, it's truly disgusting."

Wang Mu glanced at him: "The battlefield won't pick a place you like to fight."

Wang Shan snorted and didn't talk back.

Wang Pingan activated the Master of Time.

The divine core roared, and the entire Divine Kingdom entered high-speed evolution once again.

One day in the outside world, three years in the Divine Kingdom.

In the first year, the Black Swamp test area was built.

Wang Mu arranged for the Alchemy Pavilion to start analyzing the venom.

The first batch of test subjects only approached the toxic swamp, and their spirit energy circulation slowed down, their breathing became weak, and the medical cultivators hurriedly carried them away.

The Alchemy Pavilion had continuous furnace explosions.

The conflict between the venom and the spiritual herb properties was too violent, and the muffled sound of pill furnaces cracking could be heard over a dozen times a day.

The Miasma-avoidance Talismans drawn by the Talisman Institute were even worse.

The talisman paper was put into the miasma, and it burned into black ash in less than half a quarter of an hour.

Wang Mu stood in front of the test bench, recording the failure results into the jade book one by one.

"The toxicity enters the lungs too quickly."

"The spirit energy shield cannot withstand the corrosion of the corrosive water."

"Simple detoxification won't work; we must first protect the internal organs."

He didn't get angry, but the pressure on everyone in the Alchemy Pavilion grew even greater.

Things were tough on Wang Shan's side too.

The first set of weight-reduced heavy armor was thrown into the swamp for testing, and the Blood-Condensing Heavy Infantry soldier sank to his waist after taking ten steps.

Several veteran soldiers threw out traction ropes and dragged the person out by force.

The soldier was covered in black mud, his aura chaotic.

The whole scene fell silent.

Wang Shan stared at the swamp for a long time without cursing.

After a long while, he spoke: "Record it. The armor is lighter, but the chassis is wrong; the stress is all pressed under the feet, it's no wonder it sinks."

The people in the Casting Workshop lowered their heads to record.

After the first year passed, there were few results, and failures piled up like a mountain.

But Wang Pingan did not stop the time acceleration.

What he wanted was failure.

If one doesn't fail enough in the Divine Kingdom, one will have to pay with one's life to make up for the lesson upon entering the Black Swamp Scale Nest.

From the second to the third year, the Hundred Arts Hall entered a stage of repeated trial and error.

The Alchemy Pavilion completely overturned the concept of the Qi-Recovery Pill, changing it to first protecting the internal organs and then slowly detoxifying.

The first version of the Anti-toxin Pill was finally refined.

After taking it, the test subjects could last for two hours in low-concentration miasma.

But the side effects were there; spirit energy circulation slowed down, and the speed of sword qi attacks dropped by nearly 20%.

The old man in charge of alchemy was very excited, holding the pill bottle and wanting to report the good news.

Wang Mu only glanced at it and shook his head.

"Unqualified."

The old man was stunned.

Wang Mu pointed to the test records: "The toxin is resisted, but the combat power is ruined. Taking this kind of pill on the battlefield just changes dying quickly to dying slowly."

No one in the Alchemy Pavilion made a sound.

After a moment of silence, the old man put the pill bottle back on the test bench.

"Refine it again."

Wang Shan's side was also dismantling armor.

He shaved off part of the outer layer of the originally heavy chest armor and installed buoyancy bone plates and mud scrapers on the back, waist, and leg armor.

The first batch of Swamp Marching Armor was finally able to advance steadily in the shallow swamp.

The speed was not fast, but it wouldn't sink into the mud with one step.

Wang Shan personally went down to test the armor.

He walked a circle and came back, shouting to the Casting Workshop: "It can walk, but it can't fight yet. Keep modifying it."

In the fourth year, the floating board shield carts had a prototype.

Wide floating boards were laid at the bottom, shields were mounted on top, and traction wheels were set at the rear, allowing the heavy armor squads to advance in segments.

The disadvantage was that turning was slow, and it was easy to get stuck when encountering deep swamps.

Wang Shan didn't complain; he had the Ordnance Institute repeatedly disassemble and modify it, recording the mud layer depth and weight-bearing changes every time it got stuck.

This thing was clumsy and ugly, but it could save lives.

Wang Mu's Miasma-avoidance Talismans also lasted for an hour.

The Formation Hall began to study spirit energy filtering array patterns, trying to block the corrosive power in the miasma outside the array.

Progress was still slow.

Wang Pingan watched the whole process without interfering.

He provided resources, time, and direction, letting the Divine Kingdom civilization grow the specific solutions itself.

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