Chapter 515

Chapter 515

Such organized behavior is naturally incomparable to the spontaneous actions of individual adventurers.

Previously, the area around the Blue Star Tunnel was filled with adventurers from various races, coexisting surprisingly harmoniously.

"The square in front of the tunnel absolutely cannot be designed as you suggest!" A warrior-clad dwarf waved his thick arms and firmly growled: "The level of danger there is not the same as what you, who have lived in comfort for too long, imagine the center square of Knight City to be. We must reserve enough buffer zones! Once the fortress is breached by the beast tide, that will be our only area to utilize for counterattacks!"

He is clearly a craftsman who has been deeply involved in Lopulo for a long time, and his considerations are primarily focused on this aspect.

The goblin craftsman stood on a stool, holding up a map he had drawn himself, with a scroll unfurling to reveal a beautifully detailed plan of the square: "Shut your stinking mouth!" he screamed, jumping up and down, "This is art!"

"Look at these big purple jade trees! Look at those flowing grass! And the ocean flowers!" Together, they will undoubtedly be the most beautiful existence in the world!"

"Anyone trying to prevent such beauty is attempting to destroy the most wonderful work of art in the world!" The goblin screamed hysterically.

The dwarf, elf, and the human beside them exchanged glances. Engaging in a discussion with such a crazed, seemingly unstable goblin was clearly a foolish decision.

Goblins are indeed mercenary, but their more defining traits are stubbornness and obsession.

When it comes to not letting go once they've decided on something, goblins are absolutely 'gifted'.

Lorant listened with great interest, even wanting to walk over and take a closer look at the map they were discussing. Before he could move, Silem grabbed his arm and pulled him aside.

"Don't go over there, bro, seriously, don't get involved while they're arguing. Trust me..." He glanced at the group, his tone heavy with fear and weakness, like a young lion seeing a pack of hyenas, naturally fearful, as if he had some bad experience in such situations.

Although Lorant still had boundless curiosity, he obediently followed Silem. From his experience, sometimes it's good to listen to the advice of those with experience...

Passing through a glass skybridge with a beautiful view on the other side of the elevator, Lorant arrived at the frontline headquarters of Blue Star—the Operations Command Center.

During the Black Forest logging period, Lorant had also visited the Operations Center, which was chaotic, with people and items crammed together in disarray. Given the frequent relocations and changes in important magical structures, maintaining cleanliness was clearly unrealistic.

Now, however, the entire room, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should not undergo excessive changes, so Silem took great pains to organize it properly.

Here, a magical projection floated in mid-air, occupying most of the room's space.

It was a simulation of a tunnel, and from Lorant's perspective, it should be the simulation of the Blue Star Tunnel.

The pass and tunnel Lorant saw were almost identical.

The initial section was crafted with great detail, with every aspect of the mountain walls clearly visible, even the wood piles matching Lorant's memory. However, the further forward, the more blurred the tunnel became.

The whole thing looked quite ethereal.

This magical image was specially created by Blue Star for the tunnel, but due to limited exploration, many details remained incomplete.

"Is this the Blue Star Tunnel you've created?" Lorant curiously reached out, as if touching a layer of warm mist, his hand easily passing through the entire tunnel projection.

Silem nodded from behind, "Yes, this is a projection created by professionals from the Magic Council. Although it cost a lot, the effect is quite good."

"From here, we can get a clear picture of the situation inside the tunnel." Silem was proud of the projection he had overseen, as its level of detail was top-tier among similar magical images.

"Like now, we can see the construction situation inside the tunnel. Look here, these small dots are the locations of the Dimensional Hole we've found, all marked out." Silem eagerly pulled Lorant over.

Lorant pointed at the small fluorescent dots on the projection, "So, these three can be removed—they're downstairs now."

"Yes, of course they should be removed." Silem also happily reached out to touch the fluorescent dots that had no tactile sensation: "But this operation will be quite difficult. Such detailed work is inherently challenging, I'll need to have the mages handle it."

Ordinary images can be controlled by anyone using a console, but this detailed work requires specialized handling, unlike standard magical images.

In the reception room on this floor, there were always mages on standby, ready to step forward upon hearing Silem's words.

However, Lorant waved his hand to stop the young mage's action.

"No need, let Fa Meng handle it. We've made some discoveries today, so let's add them together," Lorant said, giving Fa Meng a meaningful look. Little Qing and Little Black then stepped forward and merged into the magical projection.

It slowly floated upwards, swiftly tearing a page from its 'mount,' the Codex's main body, and crumpled it before tossing it onto the magical projection like tossing trash.

The magical projection, which had taken countless hours from powerful mages and precious materials, instantly began to distort and boil.

It was like pouring a ladle of hot water onto an ice sculpture.

Several mages who had been sitting in the room, unsure of their tasks, had been keeping an eye on the commotion. Seeing this, they jumped up in surprise.

However, everyone clearly saw who had arrived, so there was no need for any rash actions or comical attempts to rush in.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the tunnel model suddenly became clearer, as if evolving from 720p to 1080p and then to 4k.

Looking at the tunnel model with more than a few changes, everyone's expressions were filled with bewilderment.

Except for Clayley.

Clayley's eyes seemed to glow. He had already seen the detailed drawings produced by Fa Meng at the tunnel entrance, but seeing the precise model transformed from those drawings gave him an even deeper sense of awe.

How exquisite!

It was as if every inch had been measured!

Even the positions of the three captured Dimensional Holes, marked with small crosses, matched his memory perfectly. From Clayley's perspective, there was hardly even a centimeter of error.

The positions of the remaining six Dimensional Holes also had slight changes compared to the previous model. Clayley had been the one to visit the tunnel the most during this period, and while he wasn't particularly sensitive to locations, he had never noticed any issues with Silem's previous model.

But now, looking at this new model, it was like a student suddenly seeing the right answer, instantly realizing the differences between this accurate version and the previous slightly off one.

This was the correct terrain, matching the tunnel's interior perfectly.

In the eyes of builders, the mountain pass plaza was a work of art, but in the eyes of intelligence agents, this seemingly unremarkable tunnel model was the true masterpiece. It condensed countless pieces of intelligence, an undeniable crystallization of wisdom.

From the pockmarked rock walls, Clayley could almost see the shining efforts of a veteran colleague who had done the same work as him.

However, he still couldn't understand who else could have entered the tunnel to perform such meticulous work.

"What is this?" Silem, momentarily dazed, stepped into the interior of the tunnel model, with magical light casting blue hues on him.

"The topographic map of the Blue Star Tunnel?" Silem reached out, gently touching the space in front of him, then turned to Lorant for confirmation, disbelief clear in his expression.

"Exactly, what you see is the complete map of the tunnel," Lorant said calmly, immediately drawing amazed looks from the surrounding mages.

"This is the information Fa Meng collected when we went into the tunnel earlier. It should be accurate."

After speaking in a matter-of-fact tone, Lorant walked over to the bar counter, leaving everyone some time to marvel and investigate.

He didn't mind demonstrating Fa Meng's abilities. Not only were those present core members of Blue Star, but even in front of outsiders, Lorant would have done the same.

In fact, ever since the nearly intact giant sandworm corpse was brought back to the Beast Pet Shop, the unique abilities of Lorant's two beast pets had become no secret in certain circles.

And those circles happened to be the only ones Lorant truly cared about.

Now he could proudly show off his treasures to the world. Watching the gradual shift in their expressions from astonishment to incomprehension, and finally to disbelief, the shopkeeper was thoroughly pleased.

He feigned indifference, casually glancing around the bar, but his focus remained fixed on the commotion over there. After a while, when the group still showed the same reactions, Lorant's attention was completely captivated by the bar.

It must be said, although it was just a temporary headquarters, it was evident that Silem had put a lot of thought into it here.

Chilled fruit wine from the elves, moonlight wine from the orcs, and volcanic flame wine from the dwarves were neatly arranged on the wine cabinet, which was carved out of a large piece of deep-sea bloodwood.

Each compartment of the wine cabinet was equipped with an independent temperature control system, ensuring that every bottle of carefully brewed wine was kept in the best possible environment to prevent the loss of flavor. The soft lighting from above lent an air of opulence to the ambiance.