CHAPTER 301: WESTERN REGION DEVELOPMENT PLAN - PART 2

With the Western Region eradicating all the vengeful spirits, the region regained its peace, and the eerily Yin energy hanging over the region dissipated.

However, Mo Jian and everyone knew this was only momentary peace.

As long as the other regions fell under the control of the evil sect, their region would know no peace.

Thus, they must do everything in their power to assist other regions in overcoming their current situations.

But who would have thought the continent would come to depend on the smallest barren region for survival?

A region that had not produced a Golden Core Expert for a century was not rising to save other regions.

This showed that the way of heaven was quite different from that of humans.

Inside the Dust Valley City industrial complex, Mo Jian supervised the production of Stoneheart Armor.

The Strength Augmenting Armor had been named Stoneheart Armor—a kind of armor that would give its wearer the confidence to face anything with an unyielding heart, like a stone.

With the continent descending into chaos, only the Stoneheart Armor could save the people.

With the current production capacity of the industrial complex, it was quite easy for the Thousand Wealth Chamber to mass-produce the Stoneheart Armor.

"Young Master, we crossed the eight hundred thousand mark." Zhao Tian walked toward Mo Jian.

Mo Jian nodded, averting his gaze from the massive machine that was smelting ore.

The process was mechanical, with different runes working in complete sync with each other to produce effective results.

"Have everyone ready. We will be departing for the Southern Region tonight," he announced.

Zhao Tian nodded. "I’ll see to it immediately."

Although the Southern Region might have somehow fallen into the hands of the evil sect, they still had ways to enter the region without being detected.

After watching the machine for a few more seconds, Mo Jian left the industrial complex and returned to his office in the Thousand Wealth Chamber.

Back in his office, he summoned the Old Withered Man and the Lonely Spear.

He stared directly at the Old Withered Man and asked, "How long do you think it would take you to become a full Golden Core Expert?"

The Old Withered Man was slightly surprised but recovered quickly. His heart pounded with excitement.

"Young Master, with my foundation, it wouldn’t take me more than two weeks to become one," he replied, his voice filled with confidence.

Previously, it might have been difficult to become a Golden Core Expert, but now it was easy.

Since he started working for the Thousand Wealth Chamber, he had switched to a stronger Earth Cultivation Technique, and this made his foundation firmer.

"Good. Go to the Cloudsoar Retreat and breakthrough," Mo Jian commanded. "You only have a week."

A week!

However, when he remembered the Cloudsoar Retreat, his face bloomed with excitement.

Everyone knew how sacred the Cloudsoar Retreat was.

It was a haven for cultivation, and breakthroughs there couldn’t be easier.

Looking at him, the Lonely Spear felt envious.

He was not from the Western Region but from the Southern Region.

Nevertheless, he had heard of how special the Cloudsoar Retreat was compared to ordinary cultivation grounds, and he couldn’t wait for his turn to visit such a holy place.

Turning his head, Mo Jian looked at him. "Lonely Spear, after him you will also attempt your breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm in the Cloudsoar Retreat."

"Young Master, thank you." Lonely Spear smiled.

This was the opportunity he had been fighting for, and now it had finally fallen into his hands.

"This was my promise to you, and I won’t go back on my word," Mo Jian said seriously.

"Old Withered Man, you can depart for the Cloudsoar Retreat. Lonely Spear, prepare the men; we are going to the Southern Region."

"Yes, Young Master." They responded in unison.

Watching their departure, Mo Jian rose from his seat and left his office.

He measured footsteps echoing faintly on the floor as he entered a special department of the chamber.

The room was large, with tables and chairs everywhere.

Seated on the chairs were boys and girls with serious expressions as they stared at the screens before them.

These were the Mystic Programmers Mo Jian had recruited.

They had undergone intense silent training in this room, and everything they needed was provided for them.

Suddenly their leader discovered Mo Jian and rushed toward him.

"Young Master," he called and gave a deep bow.

Instantly, everyone’s attention turned toward him. In the distance, a mature girl walked forward. She was the co-leader of the team.

"Young Master..." she bowed, her face filled with excitement. Since they had established this department, Mo Jian had not visited them until now.

"Relax, everyone. You can continue with your work," Mo Jian said with an amicable smile.

Without hesitating, He Qiang and Xue Lan led him to their office.

Taking his seat, he looked at the two lead programmers and asked, "How is it? Is it progressing?"

"Yes, Young Master," He Qiang replied with a nod. "Everyone has mastered the Mystic Programming Language and can now develop simple software."

"Some even have the idea of creating more complicated software, but we stopped them," Xue Lan added with a bright smile.

Listening to their report, Mo Jian nodded slightly. He had created the department to handle the development of the Mystic Software.

He was just too busy to sit down to create software or monitor them.

But with a team of programmers, all his envisioned plans could come to fruition.

"Good. Keep up the hard work," he praised. Then his expression turned serious. "Since they’ve all understood the Mystic Programming, we need to move to the next stage."

He Qiang and Xue Lan listened attentively.

"From now on, you’re going to split them into three teams."

Slowly, he guided the two co-leaders on how to manage projects and achieve efficiency.

An hour later, Mo Jian left the Mystic Programming department with a pleased expression.

He Qiang and Xue Lan did not disappoint him. He could now relax, knowing full well that the Mystic Programming was also on the right path.

When everything was set, he could usher the continent into the age of information.