The next morning, Tang Yue returned to the opulent Tang Mansion from the Tang Obsidian Pavilion. She had planned to eat breakfast, but upon spotting her overly doting older brother, Tang Hei Yu, seated at the dining table, she swiftly made a beeline for her room.
Usually, Tang Hei Yu was off traveling the world, rarely at home, but his presence now was enough to make her retreat. The reason was simple—he was an insufferable siscon, and Tang Yue had no energy to deal with his antics.
As she climbed the stairs, intending to lock herself in her room, she passed by the door to Tang Zhong and Song Lin's room. Just as she was about to walk past, their voices carried through the slightly ajar door, stopping her in her tracks.
"Aren't you pushing yourself too much?" Song Lin's concerned voice echoed softly as she tied Tang Zhong's tie.
Tang Zhong sighed deeply, a weight evident in his tone. "It's because of the mess that brat created. Lei Chen's faction is causing trouble again…"
"I understand," Song Lin replied, her voice laced with worry. "Even at the recent meeting, he swayed the Great Councilmen of Hangzhou. Many councilmen are also now siding with him, agreeing to either exterminate the Black Totem Snake or drive it away from human territories. I'm afraid Lei Chen is aiming for the position of Country Councilman…"
Tang Yue froze, her eyes widened. She hadn't been aware of any of this.
Tang Zhong, the Chairman of the Enforcement Union of China, and Song Lin, his Executive Secretary, were two of the most powerful and influential figures in the country's magical governance. Despite their influence, they were constrained by their positions as heads of the Enforcement Union when it came to openly supporting a monster like the Black Totem Snake.
The Black Totem Snake had been Hangzhou's guardian for centuries, its mere presence as a Supreme Ruler-Level monster keeping countless threats at bay. While the creature was non-aggressive toward humans and fiercely protective of its domain, its immense power made it a contentious figure.
Lei Chen, the Provincial Councilman, saw the Black Totem Snake as a political opportunity—a path to fame and power through its destruction.
Tang Zhong sighed again. "I've delayed the council's decision, but I can't keep doing it. Ever since the snake attacked Mo Fan… it gave Lei Chen the perfect excuse. Now as embarrassing as it sounds, even I'm struggling to hold him back."
Tang Yue's heart dropped upon hearing it.
"If only the Black Totem Snake hadn't attacked so boldly," Tang Zhong continued regretfully. "This situation wouldn't have escalated this far."
THUD!
The door flew open, slamming against the wall. Tang Zhong and Song Lin turned, startled, to see Tang Yue standing there, her eyes wide with shock.
"B-Big Guy… attacked Mo Fan?" Her voice trembled, disbelief written all over her face.
...
A month had passed~
The hustle and bustle of the citywide construction had begun to settle into a steady rhythm. The initial chaos of planning and organizing had transformed into a smooth and efficient operation, though it was clear the project would take years to complete.
Within this month, many significant developments had taken place.
After successfully gaining control over the city's government, Mo Fan immediately began laying the groundwork for his ambitious vision.
The majority of the city's new population consisted of refugees from Bo City, there were also over thousand students from Tian Lan Magic High School his peer.
These people, who deeply admired Mo Fan as their savior and hero, were quick to rally behind his decision to relocate them here during the calamity. Their unwavering trust in him made it easier to push forward the citywide reconstruction plans.
Meanwhile, many of the original residents of Feiniao Town had been persuaded to sell their land.
Mo Fan offered substantial financial compensation, which led most of the younger population to pack up and leave in search of new opportunities. However, many older residents chose to stay, their attachment to the town outweighing the allure of money.
With the land acquired, Mo Fan turned to the next phase of his ambitious plan: assembling a team of world-class architects and civil engineers.
Upon his invitation, several of the best minds from around the globe arrived to discuss the city's future. However, Mo Fan had made it clear from the start that working on this project came with strict conditions.
"Your work and designs for this city will remain absolutely classified," Mo Fan had stated firmly during their first meeting. "You'll be working exclusively for me, and you'll never disclose the details of this project to anyone. In return, you'll be rewarded with immense wealth and resources beyond imagination, and also a place in this city forever."
Many scorned at the idea. After all these were no ordinary professionals—they were Peak Super-Level Earth Element mages, renowned for their status and expertise.
Mo Fan's terms effectively demanded that they set aside their independence and pride and work solely for him from now on, which was too much for most to accept.
In the end, only ten of them remained, initially intrigued by the rewards offered.
Among them were three from India, one from Russia, four from England, one from Japan, and one from China itself.
As they reviewed the plans and designs Mo Fan had drawn up, their initial skepticism gave way to astonishment.
His concepts for the sprawling new city were unlike anything they'd seen before—it was no longer at the level of just simply being innovative... They were simply futuristic! It was as if they were being told to make a Magically armed indestructible Fortress!
Eager to bring these plans to life, the architects quickly called in their trusted teams and began construction. Though the project was in its early stages, progress was steady.
To address the ever-present threat of monsters outside the city boundaries, Mo Fan had hired ten groups of elite five-star Hunter Masters Hunters Union and a group of Mercenaries who were experienced ex-army. Their expertise ensured that the surrounding lands were cleared of any danger, allowing the construction to proceed without interruption.
As for the staggering amount (Enough to fill a lake with money) of money and resources required for the project?
Mo Fan had a unique solution: the World of the Summon Plane. His frequent expeditions into that boundless, resource-rich dimension had made him more than wealthy—he was filthy rich.
Rare and powerful materials on Earth, were readily available to him, harvested from the vast Summon Plane's untamed wilderness.
With this abundance of unique and powerful resources and Magic Formations, Mo Fan's city was poised to surpass even the Magic City: Shanghai in strength and sophistication.
In his boldest dreams, he dared to imagine it rivalling the Sacred City of the Divine Archangels itself.
For now, though, the city was still a work in progress. The towering structures and intricate designs Mo Fan envisioned were years away from completion.
But the first steps had been taken, and a new era had begun—a city built not just for survival, but to stand as a testament to human ingenuity, magic, and resilience.