Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 809 - 56: Civil Engineering, Isn’t it Fascinating?

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The townsfolk of Sun Family Town all saw that massive warship sweep across the sky overhead, but they couldn’t comprehend its true terror.

After all, in their limited understanding, it was perfectly normal for monsters and demons to be flying around in the sky.

Even their own Mountain God could fly.

Only the outsiders residing in Sun Family Town were utterly dumbfounded by the sight. Some turned pale and hurried away.

Charlie fell to his knees, joining the Captain in a devout prayer to Messiah.

Though the living conditions here were somewhat harsh, it was still better than Lanton’s underground tunnels—not entirely unbearable.

At least there wasn’t industrial pollution or mutated giant rats scurrying everywhere due to said pollution.

The road here had been filled with hardships, but the divine light of Messiah had always protected them, turning misfortune into blessings.

Now, the Imperial Navy had shifted their attention to the stronghold of the Dragon Worship Church. Compared to insignificant nobodies like them, the Dragon Worship Church was the Empire’s true nemesis.

And at this moment, they could again feel Alpha’s presence.

The prophecy was correct, Messiah’s guidance was on point—nothing could inspire the mechanical cultivators more than this.

Li Yu stood midway up the mountain, watching as the warship accelerated into the distant horizon, his face showing a complex expression.

The Beidou Array...

He knew that ship’s secrets better than anyone. Long ago, the miniature models of those seven ships were proudly displayed on his desk, which he considered his most cherished toys, obsessing over them every night without fail. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

He’d even seen the design blueprints for these ships. The chief architects of the Manufacturing Bureau had staked their reputations, claiming they could complete construction within ten years. By then, the Empire’s iron defenses could be rebuilt, and the Emperor would have nothing to worry about...

However, reality was harsh.

The reality was: there was no money.

The reality was: those wealthy individuals claiming loyal service to the Emperor were unwilling to contribute even a single Silver coin.

The reality was: if they couldn’t control the project themselves, they’d rather not build these ships at all.

...

If you don’t build them, someone else will!

Li Yu sighed deeply, turning his head to see a streak of scarlet light erupt from the temple, shooting straight into the sky like a stream of fire.

It seemed they had already persuaded the Mountain God Chu Jiang and were prepared to join the expedition.

To destroy the Western dragon who arrogantly claimed to be the ancestor dragon—only to retreat and rebrand itself as the golden-winged roc after a beating—they couldn’t merely rely on one floating battleship.

The main issue was that this dragon was far too fast.

To defeat it, they had to strike hard, to the point it couldn’t function independently. Otherwise, if it managed to flee, the resources and manpower required to chase it down would be immeasurable.

...

When the relocated refugees gradually stirred awake from their half-asleep states, they had already forgotten what had happened a few days ago. Opening their eyes, they realized they were in yet another unfamiliar place.

He Lan held her child and luggage, staring bewildered at the kiln-like structures hastily built before her.

Time was too tight—even with professional engineers overseeing the work, it was impossible to construct housing for hundreds of people within mere days.

At this point, all they cared about was meeting the most basic shelter standards. That was enough, especially since the weather here was relatively stable: no wind, no rain. The temperature was even warmer than the Real World at present.

Deputy He was busy directing his team to transport supplies, primarily emergency food rations and bedding.

Shen Qingxi approached him and pulled him aside to ask softly, "Deputy He, did your commander give any special instructions regarding how to arrange things for that mother and child? Surely you can’t make them live in these shacks, can you?"

"Uh..."

Dumpling looked troubled. Of course, he knew exactly who Shen Qingxi was referring to and was fully aware of He Lan’s situation.

But knowing was one thing—his boss hadn’t left specific orders and was too busy to attend to this matter.

Although his boss hadn’t given any instructions, Dumpling couldn’t shirk his responsibilities. Otherwise, he’d look useless.

If everything had to wait for orders from his boss, then why was he even necessary?

"There’s an arrangement, but I just don’t have time to take care of her now..."

"If you trust me, let me help you out with this," Shen Qingxi said.

"Huh? Miss Shen, isn’t that inappropriate..."

"We’ve already been relegated to a place like this, and now you want to restrict our personal freedom too?"

"That’s not the issue—it’s just that it’s better not to wander around here. Honestly, this place isn’t entirely safe..."

"I can take care of myself. I heard from Commander Wang that there’s a bank here?"

"Uh... There is, but..."

"Leave it to me to handle. You’re all so busy; there’s no need to bother Commander Wang with such trivial matters."

Shen Qingxi thumped her chest in assurance, saying, "Give the government a chance to let me prove myself!"

"No need to be so formal. If Miss Shen is willing to help, that would be great."

Dumpling had no way to refuse the genuine request of a beautiful girl. After thinking it over and deciding that it probably wouldn’t cause any major problems, he nodded in agreement.

But he didn’t notice Shen Qingxi’s slight smirk.

Transporting and inventorying supplies was a grueling task. Managing the food, clothing, and shelter for over a hundred people—even just to ensure they didn’t starve—was no easy feat.

This place lacked fuel; even firewood had to be transported across dimensions.

The Special Service Bureau had even prepared small white pills to prevent dimensional erosion. If anyone started acting strange, they were immediately given a pill—after all, human physiques varied, and if someone happened to be particularly sensitive, they might keel over dead within two minutes of arrival. No one could do anything about that.

Dumpling had been running back and forth all day. Only when he could finally sit down to rest did he remember He Lan’s issue. When he went to check, he found a perfectly constructed courtyard.

Huh?

Dumpling was dumbstruck.

The entire Sun Family Town didn’t have a building this meticulously crafted. To put it bluntly, even the Mountain God’s temple couldn’t compare to this courtyard.

How was this built?

Sure, I know the Eldest Miss Shen is rich... But can money possess such magical power?

Does this even make sense?

Where did you get the bricks and tiles? You even plastered the walls white!

And there’s a two-acre field at the entrance!

Hah, civil engineering—what a marvel!

Shen Qingxi’s chest rose slightly, her cheeks flushed.

Although the engine within her hadn’t entirely cooled, her face was brimming with proud satisfaction.

This was merely a house; with enough materials and fuel, she could set up a factory for you on the spot!

But this kind of ability was best used covertly—it wasn’t suited for flaunting publicly, otherwise she’d undoubtedly be exploited.

Occasionally being exploited as a laborer could be justified as "life experience," but doing it as a full-time job would be anything but enjoyable.

Look at Commander Wang—he was so overworked he resembled a dog.

"Deputy He, don’t you think we should plant something in that field at the entrance?" Shen Qingxi asked.

"Huh? Plant what?"

Dumpling was so stunned by the scene that he couldn’t respond.

"I think we can plant some rapeseed flowers. When they bloom, it’ll surely look stunning!"

Then she’d arrange for Commander Wang and his wife and kids to take a family portrait in the rapeseed field.

Just imagining the emotional impact that photo could have on Reddy’s psyche sent a thrilled shiver through Shen Qingxi.