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Chapter 1145 - 797: Logistics Capability (Part 2)

To be honest, he wanted to learn.He had to think about how to join the Night Watchers quickly.

Almost simultaneously with the Light Guardians’ action, another larger, yet more discreetly equipped group began to move silently.

They wore combat uniforms made from a peculiar material that could subtly change color with the environment, carrying backpacks filled with sophisticated exploration puppets and coiled metal wires.

Like ghosts, they silently slipped down the fortress and vanished into different directions in the jungle.

"Are those the Night Patrol?"

A sharp-eyed Beastman Warrior named Wolf whispered, "Just like the legends, they walk as quietly as cats! Even my dog nose almost couldn’t smell the iron on them!"

Among the Adventurers, the most familiar about the Night Watchers are the three major corps.

Undoubtedly, it’s the Night Patrol.

Because the Night Patrol was the earliest team to lay out and establish bases outside, and now as tavern managers, they are all these Night Patrol members.

One might say the Adventurer’s House is a plan for actions based on Night Patrol being the backbone among the Night Watchers.

"They should be. Look at their equipment, those backpacks glowing coldly must be related to reconnaissance."

A wanderer in leather armor closely watched a Night Patrol member’s silhouette disappear behind a twisted trunk, his tone filled with envy and a touch of awe.

The assassins among the Night Watchers, those professions dealing with Shadows, are famously powerful.

Lurik’s voice echoed at the port again, concise and forceful.

"Night Patrol exploration team, disperse in batches, in a fan pattern. Priority: danger level mapping, available resources, ancient relics, and large life forms’ activity paths. Establish foundation positions for secondary forward outposts. Report coordinates every hour. Begin!"

No voices of doubt or hesitation responded.

The Night Patrol members blended into the jungle like water droplets merging into the sea, disappearing instantly.

Yet their forward directions and routes were clearly marked within an internal network, weaving a large silent net towards the misty inland.

Such a blatant order might seem normal to the Adventurers but was completely meaningless within the Night Watchers.

They could easily transmit orders quickly through channels.

The reason for such a display is certainly partly theatrical.

Lurik needed to show the Adventurers the power of the Night Watchers.

Learning from hearing is less than seeing for oneself.

Leaving an impression of professionalism, swift action, and reliability is very useful, especially in the current early stage of exploration.

The effect was indeed as expected, quite good.

The operation proceeded methodically.

If the actions of the Light Guardians and Night Patrol displayed the sharpness of the Night Watcher’s sword and spear.

Then the bustling scene at the unloading area fully illustrated what is called unfathomable logistical foundation.

From transport ships anchored in slightly deeper waters, unloading began.

But what’s unloaded wasn’t bags of food or boxes of ammunition so "meager."

The giant Magic Guide cranes roared, suspending down standardized prefabricated metal modules.

These modules are like giant building blocks, with pipeline interfaces and reinforcement positions already reserved.

These modules, under the guidance of Night Watcher Engineer Soldiers, were rapidly assembled and connected, in front of the Adventurers, within a few hours.

Around the main structure of the [Warship Port], the prototypes of warehouses, covered barracks frameworks, water storage centers with purification units, and even a half-laid metal plate runway had taken shape.

The speed was ten times faster than the most skilled Dwarf engineering teams.

Watching a whole expanse of buildings rise from the ground like this was truly an eye-catching surprise for these Adventurers.

Many Adventurers sat nearby watching for half a day.

It was too absurd.

Many Adventurers were once rural farmers, they’ve never seen a scene like this? To them, it was like a divine miracle.

And the filling of supplies was even more breathtaking.

One after another, floating bases with Magic Power fluctuations, unmanned transport platforms flowed like worker ants.

They carried not just a few bags of rice, but neatly stacked, endless food compressed blocks.

These just freshly taken out from space storage boxes of food will be the Adventurers’ main staple afterward.

They are somewhat dry, but the taste is undoubtedly good, with various flavors for choice, and different textures when eaten.

Similarly, what’s on them isn’t just a few barrels of water, but whole boxes sealed, internal blue purification energy cycle visible drinking water cubes.

These latest Alchemy achievements can effectively purify a large area of water, removing filthy energies and various harmful substances inside.

Besides these daily necessities, there were even more non-daily items.

Weapon equipment boxes stacked neatly, just the metal box wall they formed was nerve-racking.

One of the boxes was accidentally bumped open a corner, and out rolled dozens of gleaming new standard One-Handed Swords without a scratch.

"Damn it... this... these sold outside, at least five Gold Coins each?" A Half-Elf looking like a weapon Merchant stared with bulging eyes, his voice trembling.

"Look at your little ambition!"

Beside him, an old soldier who once mixed in the regular army sneered, "Such mass-produced goods worth five Gold Coins? Back then... hmm? Wait!"

He casually picked up the hard splint material given by the Night Watchers to fix an injured Adventurer’s bandage, examined it carefully, and squeezed it forcefully, his expression becoming extremely strange, "...this strength and toughness...used as a disposable splint?!"