2557 - Final Touches - 2
In the Northern Region of Nihari...
The frantic scenes of running and flying everywhere were no less intense or chaotic than what was happening in the Central District; indeed, the same state of mobilization had spread to the rest of the entire planet, until it seemed as though Nihari—with all its cities, palaces, mountains, and seas—had turned into a colossal workshop that knew no rest, where countless numbers of laborers and experts raced to complete the remaining preparations.
The Eastern and Southern Regions, designated primarily for habitation, had already witnessed a massive wave of development, including the construction of giant cities from scratch, the complete reshaping of existing cities, and the establishment of vast networks of aerial, land, and sea routes connecting them, until they had become residential areas of the highest conceivable standard—not only when compared to the capitals of ordinary empires, but even when placed alongside the capitals of the behemoths themselves.
But during the recent period, these developments increased at a crazy rate, to the point that the appearance of the two regions shortly before was no longer comparable to what they had become now. Hanging gardens, giant statues, and artificial rivers covered vast areas of the two regions, and waterways extended between the cities and across the gardens and organized forests, while enormous white bridges and walkways adorned with trees and flowers rose above them, and some residential districts became surrounded by green spaces whose beauty and gardens surpassed what could be found in the palaces of emperors in other worlds. Not even the ground itself was left as it was, for every grain of soil on Nihari had either undergone an improvement in its quality by some array, or been replaced with better specialized soil brought from elsewhere, whether intended to strengthen the ground and bear enormous weights, or for ordinary agriculture, or for growing high-quality plants that require special conditions, or even for forming soft, comfortable natural surfaces for walking within the gardens and residential areas.
Despite the nature of the soil and the blue plants in Nihari, organized and beneficial forests spread across vast areas in all colors and shapes, thanks to the transfer of soil and forests from multiple planets.
With their harmonious trees, wide paths, and carefully selected plants that blend with the surrounding environment, they painted a fantastical tableau, transforming the barren deserts that once stretched to the horizon into multicolored paradises interspersed with rivers and lakes.
Even the Sea of Lava, formerly known as the Desert of Death, was not left as it was, but underwent comprehensive development around it—from a terrifying region that many dared not approach, or a place only for adventures and treasure hunting, into a unique tourist destination where visitors can witness the expanse of glowing lava and the dense Aura of the Ashification Law, then follow the road leading to the Pythor's heart suspended in Spacetime—that relic which carries part of His Majesty's history and displays his greatness since his earliest beginnings, until the entire place became a testament to the immense distance he has traveled to reach his current stature.
The two regions designated for residents, visitors, and traders were equipped at astronomical costs—figures of resources and wealth that Millennium Empires might spend millions of years gathering even a quarter of. Yet all that wealth was not spent to receive a particular person or to satisfy a specific delegation—all of those would be received in the Central District—but for one clear purpose: that anyone who sends their soul sense to any spot in the two regions, whether toward a bustling city, a sprawling forest, an industrial river, or even a patch of land that looks ordinary from afar, would find before them such displays of wealth, precision, and care as to make their mouth fall open in sheer astonishment.
As for the Western Region, designated for scientific research, experiments, and training, it too witnessed a massive wave of developments for the same reasons, though the nature of its displays of grandeur differed from the two residential regions. All training grounds were outfitted with the finest flooring and the most capable of withstanding tremendous blows and pressures, and equipped with the most advanced devices and equipment available!
While various training environments were created to simulate real conditions with a high degree of accuracy—some featuring rugged mountainous terrain, others open expanses or harsh and variable environments—each of these artificial environments and planted hazards lies within a perimeter protected by monitoring and security arrays. Each simulation environment covers an area approaching half a continent, so that members of the Burton Family and the Imperial Guard can train under diverse conditions and experience them precisely without needing to leave the Western Region.
In addition to the scientific facilities, testing zones, and training grounds that stretched across vast areas, enormous arenas dedicated to cross-planetary sports were added, and athletes and the necessary facilities were equipped to hold competitions between the subordinate powers of the empire. The Western Region had thus become capable of displaying another face of the True Beginning Empire's progress—a face that relies not on palaces and gardens alone, but on knowledge, power, and the ability to transform resources into tangible achievements.
Another face to boast of before all who come, whether emperor or behemoth.
Regardless of the Central District, which in a few hours would receive behemoths, emperors, and figures of the highest levels to attend the official announcement of the establishment of the True Beginning Empire and the coronation of His Majesty upon its throne, and aside from the Eastern, Southern, and Western Regions, all of which would be used as additional weapons to boast of the scientific, financial, and civilizational progress the empire had achieved, so that every guest, no matter their standing, would find something worthy of admiration wherever they turned their gaze or extended their soul sense...
The running and panic in the Northern Region were entirely different, for all that feverish effort was not aimed at displaying what the region contained, but at concealing it.
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