"So you are finally moving on with it," The C9mmabder General thought. In front of him was the map of the world. Several small dots could be seen on it as they indicated the severity of the situation throughout the world.
"Hmmm…Since the monsters attacking aren't from System Online but are those sent by OuterWorld, then why are these countries not affected as much?" He scratched his chin in thought.
Zooming deeper onto the map, he focused on the countries and realized a strange pattern. These countries were those who always caused trouble for the allied forces when any proposal was made.
Also, these were the same countries that barely contributed when it came to capturing the defectors and most of their system was seemingly perfect as little to no defectors were found in their territory.
"So they cooperated with them as a whole," The Commander General thought and looked at the names of those countries.
Amongst the countries, Russia, India, Italy and France were the bigger names and many other were also present there.
After observing the whole situation for a while, the Commander General understood that there was nothing he could do for now. After all, these countries not only had the support from the OuterWorld but hardly suffered during the invasion.
Therefore, the Commander General focused back to the situation in his own country. He looked at the map and zoomed in on New York. He looked at the destroyed infrastructure and the blood that flowed through the streets.
He sighed. This was a necessary sacrifice they had to make for a more peaceful and safer future.
"I hope he succeeds in making the spatial bridge and doesn't get into much issues," The Commander General sighed and sat back on his chair. He uncorked the Wine Bottle besides him and took a big gulp.
His cheeks flushed red. His tense expression calmed down and he closed his eyes in relief. This wine was really special. It allowed him, "an expert half a step above the Celestial Realm" to fully experience the intoxicating feeling caused by alcohol.
This was the calm before the storm and he wanted to capture every bit of it before everything started to go down to the point that he might not be this relaxed ever again in the coming future.
Meanwhile,
The dean stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes looked at the dozen or so people standing in front of him.
These were the experts he had salvaged in the past hours. Some were strong while some were weak and a couple of them were not even oriented towards fighting but that didn't matter to him.
Right now, he wanted to form the Spatial Bridge and for that, he needed experienced and skilled people that knew best of their own fields and expertise.
The ones in front of home ere experts in their own fields and had their own strengths. If one was an expert in handling spatial energy and transferring it, the other would be able to guide through the materials being used to form the spatial bridge and allow the spatial energy to form the bridge.
With all of them working together, the dean was sure that such a complicated process as the formation of spatial bridge would be done easily.
He had hand picked them all and had high hopes for them, "Okay everyone," He clapped his hands and gathered everyone's attention as he spoke, "We only have twelve hours to form the spatial bridge and connect it to the first checkpoint,"
"Isn't that a bit too much. Will we be able to do it at all?" Someone asked a bit prudently.
"I know it will be hard but let me ask? Is there anything we can do other than speeding things up? Other than dying I mean," The dean asked.
Seeing that after hearing his words, everyone remained silent, he just nodded and spoke, "Exactly! So I want everyone to give it your best. Also, there will be experts protecting you all from any stray attacks or monsters so none of you are disturbed. Also, don't worry. Once everything is back to normal, you all will be given a heavy compensation,"
After speaking, the dean turned to Abraham and nodded.
"Okay," Abraham nodded back and disappeared. Before gathering everyone, the dean had specifically told Abraham to gather some good fighters for their protection and right now, the dean had asked him to organize them and put them into a formation to protect the workers in the most efficient way possible.
"Okay then. Let's talk about work," The dean said and took out a table from his spatial storage. Settling the table, he out a huge blueprint on it.
The blueprint had a few rough sketches on it along with various complicated calculations and formulae that stated a lot of things. This was the blueprint of a spatial bridge but the dean didn't stop there.
He took out a couple of more blueprints. Placing them on top of one another. The rough sketches started to combine. The seemingly incomplete sketches and their roughness started to fade as the spatial bridge was formed as whole.
"Sorry. Safety precautions," the dean chuckled. Injecting a bit of mana into the blueprints, they all merged into one as even the multiple calculations, numbers and formuale on them changed.
"Now this is the complete blueprint," The dean said. Rubbing his hands together, he called two of the weakest members forward and asked them to review the blueprints.
"Also, you all will be divided into two teams. Both teams will be leaded by one of them," He said, pointing towards the members he just called for reading the blueprints.
"Also, if you have any issues with working under them; just tell me. I will get someone else as there are always many more willing to work," The dean specified.
He didn't want someone fighting or disobeying orders and therefore leading to wastage of time. And right now, time was the most precious resource.
Seeing no hands raised while all of them had stern faces, the dean nodded and smiled.
"Your leaders will explain it all to you but before that, let me tell you all something," He spoke. His expression turned dead serious as he made it clear to them that he wasn't joking around.
"I have limited materials. Therefore, failure isn't an option. I want you all to give it your all in building the spatial bridge. Also, I will be personally supervising everything so I don't want anyone trying to do something they shouldn't be," He warned and waved his hand.
"Clanck…click…bang," A huge list of scrap and metal fell to the ground as he emptied a small part of his spatial storage. The items that had just fallen to the ground were the very materials required to build the spatial bridge.
"Let's get to work," The dean said and started to sort everything in order. They started from the small screws, stones and other metals that were needed to build the portal.
Then, they moved to other materials. The spatial stones were sorted in one place and so were their containers and transmitters. Slowly, everything was put in order.
After an hour,
The haphazard mess of materials had turned into a neatly arranged set of materials ready to be put together.
"We make the portals first," The dean spoke. He motioned the formation masters and asked them to set up the formation required for building the portal.
This included various formations that went from constructing the structure to etching the runes onto the portals so they could function well and have efficient pathways for transmission of spatial energy.
On the other hand,
Abraham stood in front of a whole team of warriors. Their strength was not below the Magical Realm and they had been trained to fiht ever since they were kids. These were the warriors he had chosen and they all came from different backgrounds.
Some were from the academy while some were from the big families. Not only that but a few were even from the military and had volunteered themselves.
Also, even their powers and abilities varied. They balanced the strengths and weaknesses of each other and allowed them to cover for one another without impacting their overall fighting power.
"I know it's too much for ask of you all but I need your help, the city needs your help. The monsters keep on coming with no stop but don't worry. The dean has come up with the solution and is currently working on it with a team of specialized personnel. What I request from you all is your help in protecting them all and to net let them be disturbed," Abraham asked. He did so in one breath so they could understand the whole story first and ask later.
"Now, are you all ready to help?" He asked.
"The military is ready to help," The people from the military gave their answer and saluted.
"So are the instructors from the academy. After all, as citizens of this city, it's our responsibility,, the instructors also spoke.
"The royal families don't like backing down," Said the representative of the big families and nodded.
"Good," Abraham muttered with a smile as he knew that most of the work was done and all that remained was the construction of the spatial storage.
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