March 17th, 2025 — 1:31 PM
Zone 3A-Δ – Ninth Floor, Jiang Roulan's Building
I didn't say anything as I walked out.
Mu Qinglan's frosty stare lingered on my back like a thin film of ice, but I ignored it. Not because I was immune, but because I didn't trust myself to say something I couldn't take back.
Besides, I had things to do.
The stairwell groaned as I made my way up to the ninth floor—quiet, empty, mine.
Every inch of the ninth and tenth floors already glowed green on my map overlay. Claimed. Cleared. But not built. Not yet.
I opened the interface.
[Construction Mode Activated][Current Resources:]Wood: 220Metal: 155Glass: 140Cloth: 130Plastic: 135ZKP: 2,200
The ninth floor lit up in full schematic view. Units 901 to 905 blinked faintly. The other side of the hallway—906 through 910—matched them. Everything was ready for expansion.
I selected them all. Fused the walls. Ripped out the internals. Left the core load-bearing structure intact.
Then I got to work.
