Let's start by analyzing the sun

A month passed quickly.

The summer heat had completely dissipated, and the breeze blowing across the land carried a hint of desolation.

Crimson Armor Hall.

Plaza in front of the hall.

Rows upon rows of crimson warhawks, their wings almost touching, filled the plaza, which spanned over 800,000 square meters.

These were the Fire Hawks.

There were two thousand in total.

And this was only a portion of them.

Dozens of other airfields in Heavenly Ring B were filled with large numbers of Fire Hawks.

The total number of new warhawks reached an astonishing twelve thousand.

This was the second expeditionary force sent by the Qinghan Mystic Palace to the Youmiao Realm.

It was also an extremely powerful force.

On the roof of the Crimson Armor Hall.

A stunningly beautiful figure, wearing a new style of long dress, with cold eyes, gazed down at the massive formation of aircraft below.

It was General Lanyun.

This time, a wisp of her divine soul had descended, and she personally appeared on the scene.

After a few seconds.

General Lanyun slowly said, "The forces of the other three small worlds have already entered the Youmiao Realm. Although they all belong to the Wanhao race, competition is inevitable."

Her tone carried a hint of anticipation: "I hope this expeditionary force can create even more dazzling achievements and win glory for the Xufeng Realm!"

The so-called "glory," in this world where power belongs to the individual, was, in essence, the praise of the Divine Sovereign or even the Divine Emperor.

Cheng Han respectfully replied, "I will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Beside him.

Palace Lord Yun Changtian, and the two Deputy Palace Lords Shang Changqing and Guan Jiuzhou, stood obediently in place, like transparent people.

And these three Mystic Overseers had no intention of interjecting.

They were well aware that General Lanyun had no interest in speaking with them.

Cheng Han suddenly brought up another topic: "Reporting to you, in my personal opinion, these twelve thousand Fire Hawks are not the most powerful combat force of the Crimson Armor Hall."

"Oh?"

General Lanyun's eyes flickered.

The large expanse of light blue illusory water waves surrounding her body produced strange fluctuations, and a hazy light of light blue rose.

The sound of illusory waves appeared out of thin air.

"Whirr ~"

The others instantly felt their thoughts stagnate for a moment.

This was the effect caused by an extremely small leak of divine power.

Cheng Han suppressed the surprise in his heart, raised his hand and pointed to the distant group of buildings, and said the answer: "This is the most powerful place in the Crimson Armor Hall."

General Lanyun's gaze immediately shifted over.

The light blue radiance fluctuated, and many images flashed quickly within it, including rows of square factory buildings and the production lines inside.

This was undoubtedly the effect of divine power—what you think is what you see.

General Lanyun murmured softly, "The Fire Hawk production line?"

Cheng Han nodded: "Yes, Your Excellency!"

He then said something inexplicable: "More than two months ago, the factory began small-scale trial production of Fire Hawks, producing only three on the first day."

When General Lanyun heard the word "three," her gaze subconsciously turned to the warhawks filling the plaza.

Palace Lord Yun was both admiring and secretly envious.

He understood that if he spoke in such a roundabout way, he would definitely be taught a lesson by divine power.

Speaking in circles, are you trying to amuse the Divine General?

Cheng Han continued, "After a month, hundreds of thousands of artisans and apprentices worked together to overcome countless difficulties.

"The factory began to enter the production ramp-up phase, and at that time, the output of Fire Hawks reached about eighty per day.

"Just half a month ago, with the continuous optimization of production processes, the factory's production efficiency experienced an astonishing leap."

Cheng Han paused before saying the result: "Currently, the factory can produce up to 550 Fire Hawks per day, and 17,000 per month."

He raised his tone slightly: "As long as there are hundreds of thousands of artisans and apprentices, even if all 12,000 Fire Hawks are lost, the Qinghan Mystic Palace can produce more Fire Hawks in a month."

General Lanyun was slightly moved.

She suddenly understood the true meaning of the previous sentence, "The factory is the most powerful place."

Cheng Han's tone became meaningful: "I have always felt that the Wanhao race has nearly infinite human resources.

"It's just a pity that in the past, this huge advantage doesn't seem to have been truly utilized."

These words were quite subtle.

But the meaning was not difficult to understand.

Hundreds of thousands of artisans and apprentices were just ordinary people with weak strength, but they could manufacture 17,000 Fire Hawks in a month.

The latter was a powerful force that the Mystic Palace had to take seriously.

Thinking deeper.

If the power of countless civilians of the Wanhao race was brought into play, what a great power that would be?

The light blue water waves around General Lanyun surged violently.

"Whirr!"

Waves of illusory tides followed one after another.

This fully demonstrated that the Divine General's mood was not calm at all.

Or rather, these few words had given her quite a shock.

Not just the Divine General.

Even the three Mystic Overseers beside her had a look of deep thought.

Cheng Han then threw out the real point: "I personally believe that the science-magic industrial system is the tool to fully unleash the potential of the Wanhao race."

In another time and space.

An ancient empire of hundreds of millions of people had been beaten to a pulp by a small country of tens of millions of people.

The latter, however, had mastered the power of industrialization.

Because industrialization represents a more efficient form of organization that can maximize the power of everyone into one rope.

When Cheng Han realized that the Wanhao race was only using civilians as "soil" for cultivating Mystics, he understood that this was a problematic approach.

After a few seconds.

The illusory tide subsided.

General Lanyun said seriously, "This is insightful and magnificent!"

Cheng Han quickly humbled himself: "You praise me too much!"

Palace Lord Yun listened to these words, and his heart was filled with admiration.

Being regarded as "magnificent" by the Divine General, these words would likely be passed on to His Highness the Divine Sovereign.

Deputy Palace Lord Cheng's ability to make trouble is truly amazing!

The two newly promoted Deputy Palace Lords both showed different expressions, and their evaluation of Cheng Han in their hearts quietly increased by a large margin.

At this time.

"Whirr!"

Another wave sounded.

General Lanyun waved her sleeve and said indifferently, "It's been a bit long, it's time for the Fire Hawk Legion to set off!"

Cheng Han respectfully saluted: "I obey your command!"

Palace Lord Yun quickly took out the Palace Lord's token, preparing to apply to Guangyuan Divine City for permission to open the divine gate to the Youmiao Realm.

This Mystic Overseer took a step forward and was about to shout loudly when he was interrupted by General Lanyun.

"Forget it! I'll open the door myself!"

Palace Lord Yun was stunned for a moment and had to obediently retreat to his original place.

The envy in his heart was beyond words.

The dignified Divine General condescendingly opened the divine gate personally, this treatment is too high!

General Lanyun turned to look at the very center of the Five Heavenly Rings, and lightly opened her red lips to utter a few words: "Lanyun is here, please open the door for Qinghan Mystic Palace!"

The next second.

A terrifying fluctuation surged from the Divine General's body, instantly sweeping across the entire Mystic Palace.

"Boom!"

The Five Heavenly Rings shook violently.

Hundreds of green light pillars, each containing immense power, pierced towards the very center of the Five Heavenly Rings.

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap.

A sky full of green light surged out from the center of the Heavenly Rings, condensing into a giant illusory eyeball.

The eyeball rotated once, first scanning the Heavenly Rings, and then locking onto General Lanyun.

A female voice with a smile floated out, greeting, "Lanyun, you're quite leisurely, you're actually calling the door yourself."

This was obviously the female Divine General responsible for guarding the divine gate.

General Lanyun was expressionless: "Ying Chuchu, you talk too much nonsense!"

Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

He suddenly realized something, perhaps General Lanyun was not as gentle as he had imagined.

On the contrary.

This subordinate's temper may be quite fiery, to the point that she has a cold attitude even towards colleagues.

The Divine General called "Ying Chuchu" seemed to really talk a lot of nonsense: "If I guessed correctly, you called the door for that kid named Cheng Han, right?"

She rambled on: "Tsk tsk! You're really taking good care of this kid who created the Fire Hawk!"

Cheng Han's mouth twitched again, feeling very strange in his heart.

Am I a kid?

Don't talk nonsense!

The sisters of the Wenshan Hall can testify for me!

General Lanyun did not answer, but just stared coldly at the eyeball.

"Whirr!"

The sound of the illusory tide grew louder.

This shows that the Divine General's emotions seemed a little unstable.

The Ying Chuchu Divine General did not act strange anymore: "Okay, I'll open the door now!"

As soon as the voice fell.

The center of the Heavenly Rings fluctuated violently, transforming into a giant ring with a diameter of two kilometers.

The illusory eyeball quickly disappeared.

Just before it dissipated, the melodious voice of the Ying Chuchu Divine General once again came out: "Cheng Han, right? Come visit Qiyao Divine City when you have time!"

This sentence implicitly had a bit of a "corner-digging" meaning.

Cheng Han did not dare to answer, and had to remain silent.

Palace Lord Yun and the two Deputy Palace Lords watched this little interlude, their expressions quite subtle.

General Lanyun "hmph"ed, exuding a terrifying pressure.

But she did not say anything more, just uttered three words: "Let's go!"

Each word spoken was like a thunderclap.

The next moment.

A huge green light curtain instantly drilled out of the ring, passing over hundreds of kilometers in the blink of an eye, directly reaching the plaza in front of the hall.

The divine gate, opened!

This gate connects to the "Rong Realm Gate" spanning two realms.

The other side of that inter-realm passage is the destination of the expeditionary force—the Youmiao Realm.