Sky Island Survival: I Have a Kunpeng Clone

After Mo Jiu left, the room returned to silence.

He Chuan walked to the window and looked out at the brightly lit Sky Island cluster.

Various colors of light and shadow are reflected on the sea of ​​clouds.

Creatures of different races traverse between the light bridge and the waterway.

A faint, lively commotion could be heard.

"It seems that this city of Mo is more complicated than I imagined."

He Chuan muttered to himself.

Qin Ya walked gently to his side, a hint of worry on her face.

"Boss, is that 'mother' in danger?"

"What's meant to be will be. If the Mo Yan Clan truly harbored ill intentions, we could have acted as soon as we arrived; there was no need for such a roundabout approach."

He Chuan, on the other hand, remained relatively calm.

"Besides, I'm also quite curious about their creators."

Yunzhi's figure slowly seeped out from the wall and condensed into a form.

"My benefactor, I have sensed some of the powerful beings in the vicinity, and things are relatively calm."

He Chuan nodded.

This was also his arrangement.

The power structure in the Dongyuan Sea is mainly composed of various sequences.

For example, the Cloud Realm people often have a "ancestral spirit" sequence, gaining power through worshipping their ancestors.

Alternatively, the "Cloud Hands" sequence involves worshipping the Lord of the Clouds and manipulating cloud formations in combat.

A typical high-level expert can take on ten opponents at once.

Even in Mexico City, it's best to be careful.

Of course, in addition to traditional sequence systems, some scientific and technological advancements are also sources of power.

However, the entire technological system is not complete enough.

Like some backward countries that relied on external aid in the past.

Or settlements in a post-apocalyptic wasteland that survive by excavating relics from the old era.

The level of technology here seems to be at this stage.

It possesses some advanced technologies, but lacks the foundation for complete development from scratch.

Even a seemingly surreal race like the Mo Yan Clan.

They also lack a complete technological structure.

A typical example of "archaeological research" relies on discovery and restoration rather than innovation.

"We need to replenish some basic industrial equipment here."

He Chuan made a decision.

"Relying solely on our own accumulation is too slow."

Qin Ya asked doubtfully, "Industrial equipment? Would they be here?"

"They should have it. The Mo Yan tribe does all sorts of business, so they shouldn't lack the basics."

He mentally prepared a shopping list:

Wood-fired generators provide a stable power supply, simple machine tools are used to process parts, and gunpowder blueprints are the basis of firearms...

These are crucial for enhancing the overall strength of Kunlun City.

In this world, although crystals are a form of hard currency, in many cases, especially in private transactions, barter is still the primary method.

Alternatively, they could use a rudimentary currency similar to credits issued by the Moyan tribe.

More importantly, He Chuan realized that he needed to hire a group of local people.

Although the Blue Realm people have high potential and have knowledge from their previous lives, their survival skills are too poor in the early stages.

Making them do repetitive, basic tasks like moving things or standing guard is inefficient and easily leads to dissatisfaction.

Many indigenous peoples are actually naturally suited to this type of work.

This is the norm for Sky Island Lords.

Integrate the strengths of different races, each fulfilling its respective role.

The next morning, He Chuan took Qin Ya and Yun Zhi away from the rest area.

Mo Jiu seemed to have made arrangements in advance, as a short and stocky Rock Spirit craftsman named "Stone Hammer" was already waiting at the door.

They were about the size of two people, and their skin resembled the surface of a rock.

"Mr. He Chuan? Lord Mo Jiu asked me to be your guide."

The sound of the hammer was like the grinding of stones.

He carried a huge iron hammer on his back, which was clearly both a tool and a weapon.

"Thank you for your help, Stonehammer. I'd like to find out where I can purchase industrial equipment."

"Industrial equipment?" Stone Hammer scratched his head. "You mean those relics from that era? Come with me, I know a few old shops."

Led by Stonehammer, they walked through the bustling market.

He Chuan carefully observed everything along the way.

His orc guards patrolled in rough leather armor, while elven craftsmen carved runes with tools that emitted a faint glow.

Some beings that resembled elemental creatures were carrying heavy cargo.

These races perform basic tasks with a natural ease and skill, blending seamlessly into their surroundings.

Soon, they arrived at a huge floating island, filled with the clanging and banging sounds.

This is Mexico City's workshop district.

Shi Chui led He Chuan to a shop that looked quite old.

The signboard was made of some kind of metal and read "Old Timmy's Grocery Store".

The shop was filled with all kinds of metal parts, tools and semi-finished products.

An old goblin with gray hair was standing on tiptoe, struggling to tighten a screw on a huge gear.

"Old Timmy! A customer's here!" Stonehammer shouted gruffly.

The old goblin turned around, pushed up his thick glasses, and sized up He Chuan and the others.

"A new face here. What do you want?"

He Chuan stated his purpose directly:

"I need a set of basic industrial equipment that can operate independently, including a power source, machine tools, and related manufacturing blueprints."

Old Timmy's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, saying:

"Wow, this is big business! We have power sources, steam engines, wood-fired gas generators, and machine tools—hand-cranked, foot-operated, steam-powered—it all depends on your budget."

After some haggling.

He Chuan used some empty crystals and a small amount of rare metal ores.

They replaced it with a semi-new wood-fired gas generator.

A simple foot-operated machine tool.

A basic toolkit.

And several key blueprints, including the formulation of black powder and the structure of a simple firearm.

"By the way, where can I hire reliable guards and laborers?"

He Chuan asked while taking inventory of the items.

"The Mercenary Guild is the largest mushroom-shaped building on the right after you go out."

Old Timmy counted the empty crystals without even looking up.

"But I must warn you, skilled fighters are expensive, and many of them have very strange temperaments."

After leaving the workshop, He Chuan asked Shi Chui to take the purchased items back to the docking area first.

He then took Qin Ya and Yun Zhi to the Mercenary Guild.

The Mercenary Guild's interior was extremely spacious and noisy.

All sorts of bizarre creatures gather here.

Some are looking for jobs on the task board.

Some were wiping their weapons in the corner.

The air was filled with the smells of sweat, tobacco, and a faint stench of blood.

He Chuan's appearance attracted some attention.

A Blue Realm human, accompanied by a stunningly beautiful cloud demon and a gentle human woman.

This combination is not common in Mexico City.

However, being uncommon implies considerable strength.

Few people would do anything strange.

He walked straight to the reception desk and said to a cat-eared girl who was dozing off:

"I want to post a recruitment notice. I need ten long-term guards and ten basic laborers."

The cat-eared girl woke up with a start, rubbed her eyes, and skillfully took out the register.

"Specific requirements and compensation."

He Chuan offered relatively favorable terms.

Payments are primarily made for food, safe housing, and empty crystals.

He specifically noted that he was good at repetitive tasks and was obedient to management.

Not long after the information was released, several figures gathered around.

He Chuan quickly filtered the results.

It has to be said that it feels a lot like selecting employees.

Moreover, these special races are quite adept at this kind of thing.

A significant portion of their races are those who excel at only specific jobs.

As long as the treatment and compensation are sufficient.

Not even the slightest dissatisfaction would arise.

Therefore, being the owner of a sky island in this world is, in a sense, a thankless job.

Of course, it's also possible that races that weren't good at certain jobs simply disappeared over the long years.

Just like the Blue Realm people, one day they will also become some kind of special race.

After searching for a while, he selected some tree spirits, similar to tree people, who were good at maintaining flowers, plants and trees.

At the same time, their combat strength is also quite good.

The only drawback is that it's not good at moving around.

But ironically, they also have a particular fondness for scenery and long voyages.

For this reason, many long-distance merchant caravans particularly liked to employ these races.

After a voyage that lasts several years, the cost of hiring can be significantly reduced.

In addition, there are some orcs.

They weren't beastmen, but rather some kind of cat-like creature whose specific breed was unclear.

They are a fighting nation with a very simple and honest folk culture.

It is the most traditional type of "ancestral spirit" sequence.

Its advantage is unwavering loyalty, and its disadvantage is that it eats a lot.

Fortunately, they all met his requirements.

After completing the employment procedures, He Chuan led the newly recruited members back to the docking area in a grand procession.

Looking behind him at this "ragtag army" composed of different races.

He had a clearer plan for the future development of Kunlun City.

When returning to the sky island where you are resting.

He Chuan discovered that Mo Jiu was already waiting for him.

She changed into a more formal black and gold outfit, and her expression was more serious than before.

"Mr. He Chuan, my mother is all ready. If it's convenient for you, we can meet now."