I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

In the southern part of Jiangcheng, there is the Black Rock Mine.

The leaden clouds hung low, and the gale whipped up coarse slag, which rustled against the armor.

An old soldier stood on a cliff, looking down at the huge circular mine pit below.

Two thousand troops from the Po Jun Division of Fengcheng have been dispatched to support other garrison cities.

The veteran was left behind to look after the house because of his advanced age.

His main task was to keep an eye on these war puppets and handle any emergencies.

"This thing looks really creepy."

Another soldier swallowed hard and pointed down.

"Yeah, they're a bunch of tireless monsters."

Veteran Mountain sighed.

Below, a full five hundred quadruped mining rigs are working frantically.

They have no heads; their broad backs support high-frequency oscillating cutters, and their two six-meter-long mechanical arms at the front resemble sharp mantis blades.

The hard rock layers were neatly peeled away by the light blade.

The robotic arm precisely probed into the rock strata, grabbed a high-purity ore the size of a human head, and threw it into the cargo compartment behind it.

About forty minutes passed.

The veteran picked up his tactical watch.

"Reporting, sir! Mine area number three has been cleared, with a total output of 4,500 tons of raw ore, taking...40 minutes."

On the other end of the tactical watch was Zhang Yue, who was stationed in Fengcheng.

Upon hearing this number, Zhang Yue gasped.

"Forty minutes? We used to send two thousand people here to dig, and they couldn't dig this many tons in half a month!"

"That's Shen Qinwei's method."

As Zhang Yue watched the video of the four-legged puppets, laden with ore and lined up in a long, winding formation, heading towards the transport airship, a storm of emotions surged within him.

"Send all resources back to the Heavenly Crafts Bureau!"

"Yes, sir!"

Meanwhile, in Tianyun City, at the Tiangong Division.

Dozens of giant blast furnaces, each thirty meters tall, stood in a row, their dark red flames illuminating the entire underground space like a hellish inferno.

The smelting of metal materials does not require the spiritual fire of a spiritual master.

The furnace smelting method was still used.

A mentalist needs to inject mental energy into the furnace, along with fuel, to create an ordinary flame with the properties of "mental fire".

This is also the solution that Tiangongsi has always adopted.

Thirty giant blast furnaces, each fifty meters high, spewed out dark red flames.

The air was scorched by temperatures as high as 4,000 degrees Celsius, causing it to distort violently and creating a wave-like refraction.

The deafening roar of machinery filled every inch of the space.

Hundreds of heavy transport vehicles lined up, dumping tons of gray-black ore into the massive feed chute.

A team leader stands on a suspended command platform.

"Captain, the third batch of ore from Fengcheng and Jiangcheng has been stored, totaling 120,000 tons!"

A shirtless, sweating craftsman shouted, his voice hoarse amidst the roar of machinery.

"The blast furnace is already operating at 95% capacity, and the smelting speed can't keep up!"

The captain frowned.

120,000 tons of raw ore, which used to be a full six months' quota for Tiangong Company.

Shen Qinwei was pushing forward at the front lines with frenzied speed, and the resource extraction in the rear was as exaggerated as a flood.

However, the throughput of the Tiangong Division has a physical limit.

At the current smelting rate, it would take at least three months to purify these 120,000 tons of raw ore into extraordinary metals, even if everyone stopped eating and drinking.

"Ignite all eight spare blast furnaces! Halve the rotation time for mentalist squads!"

The captain gritted his teeth and gave the order.

"But Captain, if this continues, the inner walls of the blast furnace won't be able to withstand it, and the cooling system will collapse and the furnace will explode!"

The craftsman retorted anxiously.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Without any warning, an aura of creation, like a galaxy pouring down, crashed into the underground space of the Heavenly Crafts Bureau.

Everyone froze at that moment.

He felt a strange resonance, a connection of blood, between himself and the cold metal around him.

"What...what kind of power is this?"

The craftsman stared blankly at his own hands.

"Look at the blast furnace!"

Another craftsman pointed down and screamed.

Inside the thirty-eight giant blast furnaces, the originally viscous, slow-flowing dark red molten iron now resembled boiling magma.

Those stubborn mineral impurities, without even needing to go through a tedious process of removal, directly turned into plumes of black smoke in the flames, which then gushed out wildly through the exhaust channels.

It greatly reduces the residual rate of impurities.

Three hours later.

"Report to the captain! Blast furnace number one is complete! Time taken... three hours!"

Three hours!

The captain's heart skipped a beat.

Previously, it took a full six hours to smelt a batch of fifty tons of raw ore! The smelting speed has doubled!

This means their projected construction period will be halved!

"Open the furnace!"

The captain's eyes lit up, and he roared loudly.

Boom! The gate at the bottom of the blast furnace suddenly opened.

The pure, silvery-white molten metal flows down the high-temperature resistant guide channel and into the assembly line mold below like a waterfall.

The massive Tiangong Division has completely transformed into an ancient behemoth that devours steel.

The conveyor belts on the assembly line were spinning wildly at speeds exceeding their limits.

The afterimages of the robotic arms intertwined in mid-air, forming a dense jungle of steel.

"Look at production line number three!"

Following the craftsman's directions, the captain looked down.

That's the stamping area for the Exploding Spider.

The original dark gray cast iron shell, upon cooling and demolding, revealed that one-tenth of it had a strange luster on its surface.

The casting engineer in charge of quality inspection scanned the cast material with his mental power, a deep sense of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"strangeness."

"The quality of the materials has changed."

"This originally ordinary cast iron material has become much stronger, reaching the strength of a Grade B alloy!"

"The weight has been reduced by 30%, while the toughness has doubled!"

"Holy crap..."

Meanwhile, in stamping zone number four.

A hydraulic press weighing hundreds of tons crashed down, pressing the silvery-white metal ingots into the cannon barrels of the heavily armored fortress.

Excess metal scraps were flung out by the immense force.

It is recycled by the recycling system.

But there are an unusually large amount of scraps being recycled today.

This does not mean that the products produced are "made with inferior materials," but rather that the losses during the process have been reduced!

Not a single bit wasted.

The silvery-white molten metal was stamped into the heavy tracked chassis of the heavy armored fortress.

Fine, hair-like spiritual patterns were automatically imprinted on the wings of the metal poison bee.

On the other side are the spiritual masters who have been trained and are familiar with spirit rune inscription.

Their mental energy traveled through the transmission device, simultaneously covering thousands of unfinished puppets.

Their success rate in inscribing spirit runes has also significantly improved.

"Sector One Report! The 1000th batch of Exploding Spiders has been assembled, with a batch size of 10,000 units and a defect rate of 2%!"

"Second District Report! The core runes for 300 heavy fortresses have been completed!"

"Report from Zone 3! The metal poison bees have been loaded with insecticide, totaling 50,000, and are ready for storage!"

Reports came one after another, and massive amounts of data scrolled across the central screen like a waterfall.

As the person in charge, Chu Feng looked at the ocean made of steel and spirit patterns in front of him and breathed heavily.

Today's production efficiency is twice as high as ever!

"What's wrong with you today?"

"Could it be that the ancestral master has manifested his power?"

In just ten hours, 120,000 tons of raw ore were consumed.

In return, they were met with a terrifying torrent of steel capable of flattening the defenses of an acropolis.

Originally, the production cycle for this batch of puppets was scheduled to be at least several months from now.

Moreover, at least 10 percent of the materials will be scrapped during the production process due to impure melting and stamping failure.

But now, material consumption has been reduced significantly, and the recycling rate of all scraps has been greatly improved, allowing them to be fused into new parts.

This means that every ton of ore sent from the front lines has been squeezed dry of all its value.

Mythical beasts rely on reproduction, while the Heavenly Fortune Palace relies on an assembly line.

The piercing sound of the steam horn echoed through the underground space.

The massive elevator platform slowly descended, revealing a transport channel hundreds of meters wide above.

"Director, the warehouse is already full and can't hold any more."

A craftsman with a face covered in soot ran over, carrying a thick register.

Chu Feng wiped the sweat from his face and pointed to the densely packed steel army shimmering with a ghostly blue light in front of him.

If it can't be filled, then don't fill it.

"Notify the ground transport team to load these 100,000 Exploding Spiders and 500 Heavy Fortresses directly onto the trucks."

"Send it to the front lines immediately."