One day passed by.
India's Capital– Official Residence of the Prime Minister
In his personal room, Mordan was sleeping on his bed.
No. He wasn't really sleeping.
He was inside Eternal Ascendancy, in his own player lobby.
He appeared in his real-world form. Everyone in the Concord had to use their real appearance—no exceptions. As the leader of India Concord, he had to stay in his real form at all times.
He couldn't hide who he was.
If he joined a match, other players would recognize him immediately.
But he wasn't here to play.
He was here to work.
He had already received the special AI, which he named India Concord AI—shortened to
IC-AI.
Right now, he was talking to IC-AI.
The AI spoke in a clear, polite voice.
"Sir, I currently have the Concord blueprint ready. All buildings, labs, schools, main offices, and everything else are prepared. I just need your approval to start building."
The India Concord hadn't been built yet.
So all the new recruits stayed inside the World Lobby building for now.
They received basic orientation, initial screening, contract signing, and even some early military training drills.
The building was huge—spacious halls, training rooms, meeting areas—but it could only hold a limited number of people at once.
IC-AI handled everything perfectly.
It only allowed the most important and useful players inside right now—those with skills the government needed most (scientists, doctors, engineers, ex-military, talented gamers with leadership potential).
For the rest, the AI politely said:
"Thank you for joining us. You can start your work later, for now please wait. Until the Concord is ready. We will notify you when it's done. "
Some players were sad.
They couldn't start learning breathing techniques right now—they had to wait a few days until construction finished.
But they couldn't complain.
They knew their current value was low compared to the top recruits.
They swallowed their reluctance, nodded, and left—promising themselves they'd come back the moment they got the call.
They were still better off than the thousands who were rejected outright or couldn't even join.
Of course, not everyone got recruited.
IC-AI managed the numbers carefully. It calculated exactly how many people the government could afford to employ—based on budget, salary limits, roles needed, and training capacity.
When the limit will be reach, the AI will stop accepting new applicants.
Mordan replied,
"Okay, but let me see it first."
He didn't need any experts or engineers.
IC-AI had designed the entire blueprint in just one minute—perfectly meeting all his requirements.
Mordan looked at the Concord blueprint.
The space stretched across four thousand kilometers.
It included offices, laboratories, schools, military training grounds, Empty places for private organisations, storage facilities, the main headquarters building, and more.
And the best part?
Building everything inside the lobby cost nothing.
No resources, no points, no fees.
All virtual—created instantly.
But if he wanted to expand the Concord later—make it bigger—he would have to pay.
For now, this size was more than enough.
Mordan gave the order.
"Start the construction."
Then he added,
"And tell me—how can we scan real-world equipment and duplicate it in the game? And how can we make game items appear in real life too?"
IC-AI answered immediately.
"Sir, you will receive a scanning device today. You can use it to copy any real-world machine or equipment into the game world—perfect duplicate, no cost, no materials needed.
For the second part: I will give you a blueprint of a special technology. You can build a device using this blueprint. That device will turn game items into real-life versions. But it cannot do it magically. You must use real-world resources and materials in the device. It only makes the creation process faster and easier in real life."
Mordan nodded slowly.
He felt a small wave of disappointment at first—but not really.
Even he knew the truth.
A game item couldn't just appear in real life out of nothing.
That would break reality. And breaking reality only for 100 billion is not really possible.
Still… the device would save huge amounts of time and money.
He smiled faintly.
"Good. Thank you, IC-AI."
The AI responded politely.
"You're welcome, sir. Construction has begun. The scanning device is being prepared for delivery today. The blueprint for the real-world converter will be sent to your secure inbox shortly."
Mordan leaned back in his virtual chair, watching the blueprint slowly come to life on the screen.
Four thousand kilometers of land.
Buildings rising.
Labs forming.
Schools, offices, training fields—everything slowly constructing in front of his eyes.
Mordan nodded once to IC-AI, satisfied.
"Continue the construction."
He left the player lobby.
He had the blueprint of the device now.
He needed to pass it on to his aides so they could start preparing in the real world.
And he would wait for the scanning device to arrive.
His personal player lobby was simple: pure white. Endless white in every direction.
Just like any normal player's lobby.
If he decided to customize it, the lobby would only extend 500 meters in the whole white space—same as every other player.
If he wanted to make it bigger, he would have to pay game points.
Exactly like everyone else.
The same rule applied to normal sect lobbies—players had to pay to extend or customize them.
The Concord was different.
It allowed the nation's Concord to create anything inside their space—buildings, labs, equipment duplicates, training grounds—without any ongoing cost.
They only paid once to the game company to unlock the special sect status.
That was the real difference.
Normal sects had limits and pay for everything.
Concord had freedom inside its borders. But it's expensive.
Mordan stepped out of the game, back into his real body.
He sat up on his bed, mind already moving to the next steps.
The blueprint was ready.
The device was coming.
The real world AI would arrive soon.
He picked up his secure phone.
Time to call the team.
India's second territory was being built.
And he would make sure it rose fast.