238: Chapter 238, District 88

After ending the communication, Lin Tian's brow furrowed slightly.

He played with another, more exquisite communication stone that had strong energy fluctuations; it was an emergency link to the Orc Alliance found in the Minotaur King's secret room.

According to the captives, the Minotaur Kingdom was nominally a vassal of the Orc Alliance, paying tribute every year in exchange for protection.

The strictly guarded portal in the Royal City was a one-way passage leading to the Alliance headquarters.

"Orc Alliance... to be able to dispatch Saint-Grade experts at will, they truly are a behemoth."

Lin Tian rubbed the communication stone, his gaze deep.

He didn't act rashly; now was not the time.

He had just wiped out their subordinate. Although it was a neglected one, it still wouldn't look good for their Face.

"Lin Kong,"

He called out through the mental link again.

"Go check the portal in the Minotaur Royal City that leads to the Orc Alliance. Use your spatial methods to temporarily seal it off, ensuring they can't come over at will. But don't destroy the structure; it might be useful later."

"Yes!"

Lin Kong chose a square with a solid foundation in the outer city as the construction site for the portal.

He hovered in the air, hands guiding the void, as fragments of spatial law crystals flew up, embedding into the nodes of a huge runic array already carved into the ground following a profound trajectory.

With each fragment embedded, the silver light in that area grew more intense, and the space emitted a low resonance.

Lin Tian watched with interest from not far away.

Silver-gray spatial power flowed and intertwined within the runes like a living thing, gradually constructing the outline of two giant light gates about ten meters high and five meters wide.

The gate frame was composed of solid spatial energy, and the interior was a swirling, nebula-like deep flowing light, emitting stable and vast spatial fluctuations.

This process lasted for nearly two hours.

When the last core fragment was embedded into the center of the array, the entire runic array erupted with sky-piercing silver light. The two light gates shook violently and then stabilized completely!

The swirling nebula inside the gates slowly subsided, turning into a dark plane as smooth as a mirror, yet seemingly capable of swallowing light.

"My Lord, the permanent two-way portal is complete!"

Lin Kong landed on the ground. Although his aura fluctuated slightly, his eyes were bright.

"Using this location and the beacon I left in Lindi City as anchors, the two gates are now stably connected. No extra spirit crystals are needed for power; it can be used at any time. A single trip can pass about a thousand people or an equivalent amount of supplies."

"Great!"

Lin Tian clapped and laughed, impatiently walking to the light gate. The dark portal seemed to lead to another world.

"Let's try it!"

He stepped inside.

A familiar slight dizziness came, and the scene before his eyes switched instantly.

It was no longer the square in the inner city of Lintian City, but the square in the center of Lindi City that had just been cleared and also laid with a runic array!

Looking back, behind him was an identical giant light gate.

"It worked! It really worked!"

Lin Tian felt refreshed. With this thing, a distance of ten million miles became just one step away!

Lindi City would truly become his solid outpost for ruling the south, rather than an enclave.

A bolder plan quickly took shape in his mind.

"Men!"

He returned to the Lintian City side and immediately gave orders.

"Mobilize ten million elites to immediately enter Lindi City through the portal! I want to establish a complete city defense System there and station heavy troops!"

"From now on, that will be our headquarters and largest Barracks in the Southern Region!"

"Also, from the current six million refugees in the city, draw... one million! No, one and a half million! Move them with their families through the portal to Lindi City and the surrounding areas for resettlement!"

As his territory continued to expand and his battle achievements spread, the number of refugees coming to seek refuge increased every day, so he could just arrange for some to go there.

The orders were executed swiftly.

Soon, a massive army began to pass through the light gates in an orderly fashion, heading for Lindi City.

Following them were groups of refugees, old and young, with eyes full of trepidation and hope, guided by soldiers into that magical light gate towards their new home.

Lin Tian stood by the light gate, watching this endless stream, his heart surging with pride.

Yesterday, this was still the royal court of an alien race, filled with the flames of war and blood.

Today, it had been planted with his flag, becoming a new starting point for prosperity and power.

The two giant cities were linked as one through the spatial gate, allowing for the rapid flow and allocation of population, troops, and resources.

Capable of attacking or defending, the development potential and risk-resistance capability improved by several levels instantly.

"The Minotaur Kingdom... is just the beginning."

After finishing the business of the portal and population migration, Lin Tian returned to his study and just picked up his teacup to take a breath when a thought flashed through his mind.

It seemed he hadn't checked that noisy "Regional Chat Channel" for a while.

The last time he looked, the number of people was decreasing, and it was a scene of wailing and despair.

With a thought, he casually opened the System panel.

"Whoa!"

With just one look, he almost spat out the tea in his mouth, his eyes widening instantly.

The channel interface had completely changed!

First was that eye-catching number at the top: Current Online Lords: 100,387.

"One hundred thousand?"

Lin Tian rubbed his eyes to make sure he hadn't misread it.

Weren't there only a bit more than two thousand left a few days ago?

This surge was too ridiculous!

He immediately noticed a small line of text next to the number: [District 88].

Below that was an even smaller note: (A total of about two hundred independent communication districts across the entire realm)

"Merged districts? And it merged into two hundred 'groups'?"

Lin Tian stroked his chin, lost in thought.

No wonder the number of people exploded; this was gathering all the surviving Lords from a large area into one place.

District 88... sounds quite lucky.

He steadied himself and began to browse the rapidly scrolling information in the channel.

Man, it was a hundred times more bustling than a wet market!

The information scrolled so fast it was almost unreadable, with various languages, emotions, and fragments of intelligence mixed together, the noise making his head ache.

But Lin Tian soon captured some key, heart-sinking waves from this sea of information.

Regarding the power structure:

"Have you heard? That area to the south full of Minotaurs, Tiger-men, and Lion-men has a giant called the Orc Alliance behind it!"

"Man, I heard there are dozens of vassal kingdoms under them. It's a true behemoth with unified command!"

"The Human Race to the north is also very powerful, the Xuanhuang Empire! It has many Dynasties under it, and its strength is said to be no weaker than the Orc Alliance!"

"These two are mortal enemies! They've been fighting for who knows how many years, and the border is bleeding every day!"

"But it seems to have quieted down a bit lately? It's said to be because the 'contamination' broke out, and us 'Otherworld Lords' popping up everywhere has them a bit overwhelmed and temporarily unable to fight to the death."

Regarding the attitudes of various parties towards "contamination" and "Lords":

"The Xuanhuang Empire seems to have been going all out to purge 'contaminated' Lords and territories, with a very firm attitude. But they don't seem particularly hostile to us 'normal' Lords? I even heard there's cooperation?"

"Cooperation? In your dreams! That's because they have something to ask of us! They're struggling to deal with the contamination themselves and are dying for more help!"

"The Orc Alliance is even more extreme! Regardless of whether you're contaminated or not, as long as you're an 'Otherworld Lord', you're classified as an 'Extraterrestrial Demon' and killed without mercy! Much more ruthless than the Xuanhuang Empire!"

"Exactly!"