A golden card appeared in Kant’s mind.
However, there was a ball of light imprinted on it instead of a pattern. If one were to look carefully, one could see that the ball of light was actually made up of countless tiny mystical symbols.
Kant’s breathing quickened.
Kant was familiar with these mystical symbols.
He had come into contact with these symbols during his internship in the Academy, and the system had even given him a temporary side quest.
The magic patterns of a Mage.
The two pages Kant owned, as well as the mysterious symbols on the sun disk, were all somewhat related.
It was said that current magic was something that some mages figured out and created after archaeology of those glorious civilizations. The mages of the Dukedom of Leo naturally also possessed part of the magic inheritance.
But Kant never thought that it would appear in his own system.
He felt a little thirsty.
Maybe it was a result of the magic staff that he had absorbed from the Jackalan Shaman.
He immediately opened the system dialog box.
Kant looked it up.
[Terrain Transformation (Small Lake): Contains the mysterious power of laws. It can transform any terrain into a small lake that is 80 meters long, 30 meters wide, and 2 meters deep. There are no living creatures in the lake, and the bottom of the lake is connected to groundwater.]
This was the introduction of the terrain modification.
He was slightly taken aback.
Kant was a little stunned as he communicated with the system in his mind.
Terrain Modification?
Small Lake?
This was clearly the map editor in the Magic Ball!
Just like the card he had, he could directly change the entire map according to his own ideas, adding or deleting certain environments with his thoughts alone.
Everything would be as he wished!
Everything would truly be as he wished.
As long as he did not exceed the inherent limitations of terrain modification, such as the size and depth of the small lake, it would not be a problem no matter how Kant modified the terrain.
A small lake that was 80 meters long, 30 meters wide, and 2 meters deep.
For Kant, there were many things he could do.
For example, if he connected the spring water that originally existed in the Oasis Lookout to become a T-shaped flowing water lake, it would be equivalent to increasing the size of the entire oasis, or several expansions.
The oasis would not disappear as long as there was water.
And as the water source steadily increased, the oasis would expand.
This was an unchanging fact.
“Use [Terrain Modification]. ”
Kant made up his mind.
He was connected to the card in his mind. As the golden light flashed, he instantly appeared more than 20 meters above the Oasis Lookout. It was as if he had entered god’s perspective.
In the distance, there seemed to be no end to the vast sea of sand.
In the south, one could vaguely see the rolling hills.
That was the Senwaya Range that separated the Nahrin Desert from the Dukedom of Leo. It was a precious area full of wood and wildlife.
But Kant did not look too much.
He looked down at the Oasis Lookout.
This was his village.
The narrow and long spring water separated the residential area from the agricultural area.
The residential area was in the south. The Council Hall, the Watchtower, the Desert Bandit Lair, the House of Swadian, and so on were all in place, forming a neat regular-looking street.
The agricultural area was in the north. It too had been cultivated in a neat and orderly manner.
There were 7.5 acres of cultivated wheat fields on the edge of the spring water. Neat and well-divided canals were distributed among them, extending into two acres of Date Palm Jungle, that brought precious moisture to these barren sandy land.
Several groups of Swadian footman with heavy spear were on patrol.
The five of them were in a neat formation.
Although Drondheim was a village, they had not forgotten about defences and everyone was quite vigilant.
Kant’s mind jumped.
It suddenly occurred to him that maybe he could continue choosing to build buildings here.
In his mind, the five building cards were arranged in sequence.
These included the posthouse he had previously obtained, as well as the Desert Bandit Camp, training ground, sugar workshop, and stone city walls he had obtained from the lucky draw.
“Build.”
Kant’s mind opened the cards. As expected, they were able to be built.
The Desert Bandit Camp could be upgraded via the Desert Bandit Lair. Its card shattered into a golden light, and the Desert Bandit Lair next to the Council Hall was enveloped by a data stream. After a few seconds, it stood out from the rest.
It had become 500 square meters from a simple building of about 200 square meters.
The overall area was larger than the Council Hall, and there was also a watchtower at the top. It was six meters tall, and it seemed to be set up for the Desert Bandits to quickly find the trade caravan or the regular army of Sarrand.
“Continue building. ”
Kant didn’t stop and communicated with the Sugar Workshop.
This 100 square meter workshop was located on the west near the spring water.
Next to it was the grocery store. Kant planned to create a small lake that ran south to north on the west side, which would be helpful for the Sugar Workshop’s water use in the future.
In fact, in Kant’s original plan, the west side was the crafts area.
The Sugar Workshop appeared.
“Build the training ground. ”
Kant’s voice continued but this time, he was building on the east side.
The originally flat sand ground seemed to have been pressed down, and a large number of stones and bricks were laid. It looked extremely neat, and the entire 2,000 square meters was comparable to a stadium.
The training ground itself could accommodate troops.
The construction was slightly slower.
The Desert Bandit Camp, Sugar Workshop, and training ground. These three buildings needed to be built immediately.
The posthouse and the stone city wall did not need to be built immediately.
Kant had his own plans.
The city wall would divide the area and affect the development. He needed to wait.
The posthouse was planned to be set up between the Oasis Lookout and the Senwaya Range. After all, it would take seven days to travel between the two places. Without the posthouse as a transit station, the long journey in the Nahrin Desert would be full of pain and suffering.
Kant had experienced this when he first came to the Nahrin desert from the “Stone Pass” in the Senwaya Range.
With a posthouse as a transit station, it would relieve a lot of the pressure of trekking.
A golden light appeared.
Kant’s thoughts touched on the mysterious power.
[Terrain Transformation (Small Lake)] activated.
The data flow began to spread.
The data began to spread over the western side of Oasis Lookout. The originally soft layers of sand began to change in a visible manner.
Depressions, expansions, soil, stones, and a clear spring water began to emerge from the bottom.
The underground water was connected.
It was just like the spring water next to it.
It was clear and bright.
This was a new lake, and it was indeed small.
80 meters long, 30 meters wide, and 2 meters deep, the clear lake water shimmered as it reflected the sunlight.
Lush plants grew at the edge of the lake.
And at the bottom of the lake, one could vaguely see many aquatic plants swaying in the water.
The few small fish that remained in the spring water seemed to have discovered a new world. They waved their tails happily as the entered the small lake from the connected waterway.
The two-meter-deep lake could be considered a brand new world.
It was not impossible to develop the fishing industry.
“So beautiful. ”
These two words appeared in Kant’s heart.
But before he could continue to admire his creation from the perspective of God, his mind suddenly fell.
When Kant reacted, he realized that he was still sitting at the table on the second floor of the Council Hall. He was holding a glass of water, as if he wanted to gently sip it.
“Wow, wonderful. ”
After drinking the water, Kant stood up.
The power of the system was indeed eye-opening.
However, the most important thing now was that he had new territory. Kant was excited. Although his face was calm, there was no tiredness in his eyes. He couldn’t wait to inspect the Oasis Lookout.
The leader of his trade caravan, Manid, was still waiting downstairs.
