It was only upon hearing Long Wanxuan speak of Lin Luo that he learned the Dragon City had been turned upside down by the three 'B's during this time... in a certain sense, of course. In just one month, they had defeated every dragon below the Spirit Tier High rank, and they had done so without deploying the Knights of the Round Table or summoning the Nero's Golden Theater, an E-rank Sacred Treasure.

Of course, such treasures consumed immense amounts of their magic, especially Nero's Golden Theater, which induced a headache after use, so they would only deploy these artifacts in battles for their very lives.

The defeat of all dragons below Spirit Tier High rank in the Dragon City, conquered by three mere human girls, was an insult that the proud dragons could scarcely endure. However, those at Spirit Tier High rank felt it unseemly to engage; suppressing opponents based purely on rank would negate the training aspect, rendering it meaningless. Furthermore, the shame of losing under such circumstances would be even greater.

Although this outcome seemed unlikely, nothing is absolute in this world; who could guarantee that a suppression by rank would assure victory?

With no other recourse, the Dragon race had no choice but to train fiercely, putting the Spirit Tier Mid rank dragons through rigorous practice to meet the 'B's' challenges. Yet, the results remained the same as before: despite the Dragon race holding an absolute advantage in strength and physique, they simply could not win. In one-on-one combat, the 'B's had never lost a single match.

This situation became intolerable, not just for the defeated dragons, but for all others who hadn't even faced the 'B's'. During the following half-month, a wave of combat frenzy swept through the Dragon race: Spirit Tier Mid rank dragons desperately honed their fighting techniques, while Spirit Tier Low rank dragons strained to break through their current realm, all eager to defeat the 'B's in the next engagement.

Even Long Wanxuan and her peers mobilized, beginning to train their enthusiastic kin.

But no matter how they fought, the 'B's maintained a flawless record. Their combat instinct had transcended the disparity in body and power; they grew stronger against the strong, and even stronger against the weak... Long Wanxuan's assessment was that among those of the same rank, they were invincible!

The battles soon evolved into two-on-one scenarios. Facing two dragons of equal rank, the 'B's immediately felt immense pressure, losing quickly at first. However, once they adapted, the advantage shifted back to them, with the combats resulting in both wins and losses... By now, they were capable of taking on three against eight.

This sustained, high-intensity training not only sharpened the 'B's but also spurred a leap in the overall strength of the entire Dragon race. Under this beneficial competition, they grew stronger daily, and a considerable friendship even formed between the two parties. For instance, the eight dragons currently sparring with the 'B's were their closest dragon allies.

Some dragons even swore that if the 'B's could achieve ten perfect victories in ten matches against three opponents, they would willingly sign a contract and serve as their mounts.

This prospect immediately ignited the fighting spirit of Lily, not to mention Nero and Black 'B', causing Lily to spend nearly twenty-four hours a day inside the Dragon City.

...

Listening to Long Wanxuan recount the events, Lin Luo found himself caught between laughter and tears. Yet, for both parties, this situation was ultimately beneficial. Moreover, the task of cultivating affection with the Dragon race seemed to be handled without his direct involvement; letting the 'B's "cause trouble" in the Dragon City for a while longer would resolve everything. As the saying goes, friendships are forged through battle.

The 'B's were fighting to their hearts' content, and the Dragon race was thriving. Lin Luo had no desire to linger and disrupt their dynamic, so after a brief chat with Long Wanxuan, he took his leave, returning to the Sky City moments later.

The instant he stepped into the central courtyard, he was ambushed by Chāo Língyīn.

"Teacher, materials, materials! Give me materials!" At that moment, Chāo Língyīn's expression was akin to a starving wolf encountering a beautiful doe; she nearly drooled, tightly clutching Lin Luo’s arm and dragging him forward.

"Hold on, what exactly are you trying to do?" Lin Luo quickly asked.

"Manufacture weapons, of course! I told you about this long ago," Chāo Língyīn chided him for his poor memory, then gestured to the twelve surrounding floating cities. "Haven't you noticed how monotonous your world is? While it has many marvelous places that captivate one's attention, it critically lacks the most important element: military might. This simply won't do, Teacher."

Chāo Língyīn earnestly and solemnly explained the importance of science. "As the master of this world, Teacher, you certainly wouldn't want your world to be destroyed, would you?"

"Naturally not."

"Exactly. Indeed, your twelve floating cities and the Sky City possess formidable defenses and can unleash powerful offensive measures, but that is entirely contingent on your control. Once you are gone, they cannot engage the enemy, rendering even absolute defense useless. However!"

At this point, Chāo Língyīn's tone shifted, and she smiled. "It’s a different story if those floating cities are outfitted with various high-tech weaponry—say, railguns, laser swords, electronic defense fields, all manner of armament! Then, we could establish a factory inside each one to mass-produce fighter jets and warships. With enough materials, I could even create nuclear bombs for you..."

"And your maids—their aptitude is simply too excellent. They can master almost anything after a single demonstration, and unlike us humans, they suffer no mental or physical flaws. I can custom-design three hundred Gundams for them... Teacher, you know what a Gundam is, right? I watched a film where those machines called Gundams were exceptionally potent. After a few days of research, I can already successfully fabricate the Zaku model. Trust me, your maids would be the most perfect Gundam pilots!"

Lin Luo was utterly stunned by Chāo Língyīn’s unrestrained dialogue.

Outfitting the floating cities with high-tech weaponry and having his maids pilot Gundams, I-Pads, or fighter jets was something Lin Luo had considered, but he hadn't expected Chāo Língyīn to be even more enthusiastic than he was. And she could already produce Zaku models? After only a few days—she was too monstrously brilliant, this genius Martian futurist!

Lin Luo had no intention of refusing Chāo Língyīn's request. He still possessed two world-creation opportunities. While he couldn't create weapons directly, providing materials was certainly possible.

Since the world-creation period lasted only three hours, Lin Luo immediately asked Chāo Língyīn, to save time upon activating the ability: "What kind of materials do you need?"

"Hmm..." Chāo Língyīn hesitated for less than half a second, then stated without blushing or catching her breath, "Start by giving me two trillion tons of the finest steel."

Bang!

Lin Luo instantly collapsed onto the ground. Two trillion tons of steel... Damn it! Did she even grasp the magnitude of two trillion?!

Frankly, Lin Luo wanted to grab her ears and demand an answer, but she wore an expression of utter certainty, showing no sign of joking.

"Can't you create it yourself?" Seeing Lin Luo's crestfallen face, Chāo Língyīn asked with disappointment.

"Of course I can create it; who do you think I am?" Lin Luo shot her a look before gesturing to the Sky City. "But if I create two trillion tons of steel, what do you think will happen to this place?"

"Ah!" Chāo Língyīn froze. Although she couldn't precisely quantify the sheer volume of two trillion tons of steel piled together, she had a general idea—at the very least, this Sky City could not possibly contain it all.

"Then what do we do? Shall we find another location?" Chāo Língyīn asked timidly.

"Forget it, come with me." Lin Luo didn't say more, pulling her arm as they vanished from the courtyard. The next moment, Chāo Língyīn found herself in a world of stark white. She glanced around at the endless expanse; looking up revealed neither blue sky nor white clouds. Deeply curious, she immediately asked, "What is this place?"

"The seventh layer of the Sky City Main Hall—the Infinite Space," Lin Luo replied.

"Eh? This is the Sky City?" Chāo Língyīn's eyes widened; she could not fathom such a colossal space existing within the Sky City.

Lin Luo understood her confusion and explained, "This layer is a demi-plane. To use more scientific terms, you can understand it as an internal space... well, it amounts to the same thing. In any case, this layer is infinitely large; you could treat it as a world. I'll just give this layer to you now."

"Give it to me?" Chāo Língyīn gasped, realizing this was akin to receiving a world, even if it was completely empty.

"Of course. I have no use for it, and I only created it for fun initially," Lin Luo stated matter-of-factly. "So, shall I create the materials you requested now?"

Releasing two trillion tons of steel into an infinite world would be no more significant than dropping a pebble into the ocean; it would cause no ripple.

"No, wait a moment." But Chāo Língyīn stopped him, giving a dry laugh. "Since this is the Infinite Space, let's go for ten trillion tons of steel instead."

"..."

Well, this must be the definition of insatiable greed. Humans, after all, are inherently greedy creatures.

Lin Luo grumbled internally but did not object to Chāo Língyīn's excessive demand. After all, what he created was limitless in quantity, but he only had two chances to create worlds. If he ran short midway through the process, it would be a disaster. It was better to have too much than too little.

Thus, Lin Luo waved his hand, and before the two of them, a mountain of steel instantly towered upward—so vast its scale was utterly immeasurable. Lin Luo and Chāo Língyīn could only look up, and still, they could not see the summit.

However, relative to the infinite vastness of this space, the mountain of steel was merely a single drop of water.

Subsequently, under Lin Luo's creation ability, countless materials piled up within this space... Watching the growing abundance of treasures, Chāo Língyīn couldn't stop smiling.

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