Chapter 336: Pioneering Base

In front of the golden Light Screen of the Pioneering Base, space was like crumpled paper, torn apart by an invisible giant hand.

A stable cross-dimensional passage opened like that, the cold iron-gray format regularized the chaotic mess.

Li Hu was the first to step out, his military boots pressing on the purified scorched earth, emitting a muffled "clack". Behind him was a silent yet explosively efficient Lawbreaker Legion, its ranks as straight as lines drawn with a ruler.

"Report to the Supreme Commander: the primordial pioneering vanguard has all members arrived at the designated coordinates, requesting further orders!!!"

Li Hu performed a textbook military salute toward the empty center of the base.

In the Newborn Realm, no one is unaware that Wang Zhize's will is everywhere.

"Brother! Is the food here yet?!"

A black shadow flickered, Wang Zhitao appeared beside Li Hu, sniffing the metallic scent and energy aura the legion brought, his disappointment on his face nearly materializing.

"These things aren't tasty."

Li Hu twitched the corner of his mouth. Dealing with this elder, his pressure was enormous.

At that moment, Wang Zhize's emotionless will descended into everyone's consciousness.

Command: Initiate base expansion protocol. Li Hu, execute Plan A-1.

"Yes!"

Li Hu turned and swept his large hand.

"All units, deploy spatial folding camp, unfold!!!"

The soldiers sprang into action, pulling metal cubes from behind and tossing them onto the ground. The cubes landed, silently expanding and reshaping; within seconds, alloy structures flashing blue energy patterns sprang up, linking together to form an ironclad fortress.

"WTF… what kind of celestial artifact is this? Sleeve universe? No, this aura…"

A faint yet startling thought echoed above the base. It was the Primeval Immortal Patriarch, purified down to a single lingering soul.

Li Hu looked up, expression blank, and explained to the faint light figure: "Your Excellency Primeval Immortal Patriarch, this is our standard BZ-5 rapid deployment barracks, using spatial folding technology, not celestial magic."

The Patriarch's lingering soul trembled like a choppy GIF: "Space… folding? Technology? Who… who are you really? Even the Celestial Court hasn't this…"

Before he could finish, several towering spires rose around the base, their tops emitting a soft Light Screen that pushed the entire Pioneering Base's perimeter outward by several hundred meters.

I define: Vitality Purification Tower activated, forcibly converting surrounding chaotic vital energy into standard Spiritual Energy units.

Wang Zhize's voice rang out again.

The raging chaotic energy was drawn into the spire by an invisible funnel, transformed, and pure Spiritual Power spewed out, making the base's air so fresh it made one want to practice drunken boxing.

The Primeval Immortal Patriarch was EMO.

He felt his worldview being repeatedly ground against the ground. These outsiders were like a crew with drills and blueprints, storming into an ink-splashed landscape painting, beginning—construction?

"Brother, I'm hungry," Wang Zhitao tugged at Wang Zhize's will embodiment, the latter too lazy to even give a ripple.

I define: Wang Zhitao, mobile defense turret and battlefield sweeper, performing patrol duties around the base perimeter.

"Yay! Can go out to look for food now!!!"

Wang Zhitao turned into a dark golden stream of light, zipped out of the Light Screen, vanishing into the chaos. Soon after, distant muffled thuds and vague chewing sounds arrived.

Li Hu was unsurprised; he opened the tactical panel and began deploying defenses.

"First and second squads, construct outer defensive positions! Third squad, set up law shield generator array! Agricultural unit, prepare to sow Spiritual Energy No. 1!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers began working on the purified soil. They took out glowing seeds from boxes and planted them. Soon, a strange plant with circuit-board patterns on its leaves sprouted, greedily absorbing the Spiritual Power generated by the purification tower.

The Patriarch's lingering soul drifted over, watching the scene, its soul nearly disintegrating.

"You… you are planting on sacred soil… what… what is this thing?"

A soldier in charge of agriculture adjusted his protective visor and replied as if reading a manual: "Report, Patriarch, this is the Spiritual Energy No. 1 crop, optimized for gene sequence and law compatibility; it is expected that after thirty-six standard cycles we can harvest the first batch of high-energy Spiritual Power blocks to replenish the base's energy."

"..."

The Primeval Immortal Patriarch felt that millions of years of understanding had been fed to a dog.

At that moment, an Alert ripped through the base's tranquility.

"Alert! High-intensity chaotic energy cluster detected approaching! Quantity: 37! Classified as innate demon god-level units!"

Outside the base, chaos roiled. Over thirty grotesquely shaped behemoths surged from the void, some resembling flowing mountains, others like flesh tumors covered in eyes, bearing nauseating malice as they lunged forward.

"Fire!!!" Li Hu's command contained no ripple.

The Lawbreaker Legion instantly switched from construction crew to demolition squad. Their law rifles emitted beams of order, striking the innate demon gods with pinpoint accuracy.

The beams hit them, only causing a ripple. A mountain-shaped demon god slammed, its outer law shield flared wildly, nearly shattering.

"Insufficient firepower!!! Their chaotic law is distorting our attacks!" a squad leader shouted.

Real-time update: anti-chaos erosion warhead data model loaded.

I define: target mountain demon god, core weakness located beneath its third peak on the left side, where a law knot point exists.

Wang Zhize's voice sounded like a system broadcast, like a cold backend GM.

On every soldier's tactical visor, a flashing Red Dot instantly marked that demon god's weak point.

"Focus fire on that point! Use concept bomb!" Li Hu roared.

Several flame-tailed bombs flew out, accurately hitting the Red Dot.

There were no flashy sound, light, or electric effects, only absolute void. The concept of that area was instantly erased, the mountain demon god let out a silent roar, its massive body beginning to crumble and dissipate from the struck spot.

"Effective!!!"

The legion immediately surged in vigor, using the cheat information provided by Wang Zhize to efficiently call out the innate demon gods.

The battle was unusually grueling, yet casualties were kept to a minimum. Every soldier's experience points skyrocketed under this extreme pressure.

"This… is this war?" the Primeval Immortal Patriarch muttered absentmindedly. To him, it resembled a… precise surgical operation. These mortal-like soldiers, under the 'definition' of that terrifying entity, were slaughtering innate demon gods that even he found troublesome at his peak.

As the concept of time blurred, the last innate demon god was ambushed from behind by Wang Zhitao, who devoured most of its body in one bite; the remaining part howled and turned into chaos.

The battle ended.

"Clear the battlefield! Retrieve all usable samples!" Li Hu issued the order.

The soldiers began clearing the battlefield and collecting demon‑god wreckage.

Suddenly, a soldier's detector emitted a shrill screech.

"Report, commander! An ultra‑high‑purity energy source was found underground! Preliminary assessment... yes, it's a complete innate spirit‑stone vein!"

When the news arrived, the entire base fell silent for a moment.

Li Hu darted to the detection point, stared at the curve on the screen that signified endless wealth and energy, shut off the team's communications, and connected only the highest clearance.

"Supreme Commander," Li Hu's voice trembled, "It seems... we've hit the main vein."

Wang Zhize's will embodiment gradually took shape; his will scanned the data on the detector, then projected into the chaotic depths, as if evaluating the risk & reward of a business plan.

I define: this place shall be named Newborn Realm·Honghuang No. 1 Resource Zone.

Li Hu, your mission has changed.

"Please give orders!!!"

From now on, cease expansion.

Wang Zhize's will was cold, but each word struck the hearts of people.

Switch to mining.