1575 Sudden Mission

Vrmmm!

Landon drove off with a smile on his face.

Things would now have to move fast, especially with the enemy already gaining sight of all matters concerning the Holy Core.

'More points... More points... I have enough points to upgrade my space.'

The space needed an upgrade for him to be able to put the Holy Core in once stolen from the Morgs.

Landon realized that even if he completed Production of these Alien techs, the points allocated by the system wouldn't be enough for a space upgrade that could hold the majesty of the Holy Core.

This was why he also had to complete most of his main missions to gather enough points for the big upgrade.

Building aircrafts wasn't enough. He also had to complete Amusement park construction.

As for DNA sequencing, it was added as a new department under the industry which manufactures medical appliances.

With DNA sequencing, various machines were made, and distribution started a week before he arrived.

On the ship, he had already gotten the system's notification about it being used in the hospitals.

That's right. Now, people could do DNA tests, verifying if one was the father/mother of a child.

This era was truly turbulent, with many daring slaves and midwives deriving children, letting imposters live the lives of nobles.

Many still had crooked thoughts. But with this, the matter was solved.

There were adverts making the world aware of this genius technology.

What's more, DNA sequencers could also study genomes and viruses.

DNA sequencing allows clinicians to identify genetic diseases, improve disease management, provide reproductive counseling, and whatnot.

And for forensics, DNA fingerprinting and many other identification aspects were made easier thanks to this.

All in all, DNA sequencing had too many benefits. But the points allocated by the system were still not enough.

For now, he had to wait for aircraft manufacturing and Amusement park completion to garner enough points.

For the amusement park, construction had long started 3 months back.

For the park, he chose to focus on 8 different types of attractions. Those were the minimum for mission completion. In the future, he could expand it more. But for now, he desperately needed it built fast.

Again, he had to emphasize the words '8 Types. '.

A roller coaster was one type. So maybe there would be 3 roller coasters with 3 different themes.

A carousel was another type. So many he would make 4 difficult Carousels.

A spinning teacup was one of the types, bumper car rides were another, and so on.

All in all, 4 types would be relaxed, and the other 4 types would be for adrenaline-junkie-filled people.

That said, the current construction going on focused on building all commercial buildings within the park.

One shouldn't forget he was building both an indoor and outer park

And as for the actual rides, of course he was also waiting for the high-tier mechanical builders to build these attractions using enhanced metal parts.

That's right. He wanted to lower the risk of attraction accidents by all means.

What was even more impressive was that these mechanical building spiders could build so fast that one would doubt whether they were in a sci-fi world or not.

Just thinking about it made Landon giggle.

The future sure was bright. But another matter troubled him.

It's sad to say, but he will be leaving Baymard 3 weeks from now. Why? Because there was trouble in the land of the Giants. â€“ Omania.

He had another hidden mission there!

[Host, this stent would like to remind you that the clock is ticking. Omania is still under attack from the Adonis' followers. Should the deadline pass, the host will get ripped apart in the void for 7 days, experiencing hell repeatedly.]

Landon shuddered. One shouldn't think such a punishment was light.

This bastard system of his has now found another way of killing him.

He thought after being ripped by the void, he would be fine. But who would've known after getting ripped, his mortal body would stay in a comma for 80 years?

(!Ï€!)

He was already 20. So if he were to wake up in 80 years, wouldn't that make him 100?

What's more, who knows if he would die naturally before then?

Landon felt the system was pretentious.

Why not just say death as the punishment rather than first torturing him in the void before letting him stay in a coma and eventually die?

Landon didn't know whether to laugh or cry for his current state.

Forget it... Forget it...

He not only had to save those in Omania but also began treaty-signing with their many empires.

The land of the giants was the most accurate way to call these Omanians.

They were too tall, with the shortest women being 6'2 and the most men being 6'8.

But even though they were tall, they didn't look lanky by nature.

How to say it?

They looked like giant gods of Olympus when standing next to non-omanians.

No body parts looked lanky or overly long. And because of their tall structures, their homes and city walls were even talker.

Landon couldn't help wondering if he should start making vehicles to accommodate which people. Buses and public transport already had ample space to accommodate their heights.

But personal vehicles would have to be modified for them in future.

Just listening to the outline of what these Omanians look like, Landon was looking forward to seeing them in the flesh.

That is... The shortest adult woman was 6'2... Then what of the tallest? He dared wonder if they were above 7 feet.

Their children should also grow astronomically too.

Damn.

What a place!

Landon drove into the barracks, still thinking of them when suddenly, a loud ringing noise echoed in his mind.

Ding!

[Urgent Side-mission: Save the Captured Omanians at sea.]

What? Some Omanians were captured at sea? Say no more; he felt it should be the work of Morgs, stopping ships passing by.

Landon thought he would have to make a plan and head out with the soldiers. But who knew fate had other plans?

~Warning! Warning!