Chapter 1980 Expected

The months ticked by.

Though Dyon was unaware of exactly what these individuals were scheming, how could he not know that there would most definitely be counter measures put in place for his actions? It was just that He didn't care.

He felt a level of freedom he hadn't felt in a long time, a freedom he maybe hadn't felt since he was running around arrogantly in his mortal world. There was nothing that could shake him at this point, even if the whole Mortal Plane pointed their blades at him.

Like this, the Nephilim Gathering rapidly approached. During this time, Dyon took the opportunity to accomplish a few things.

Firstly, the Sprite Alliance infrastructure might have been impressive to others, but to him, it was nothing worth mentioning. He wanted to immediately improve it to the standards of his Mortal Alliance.

An Alliance-wide census was conducted where Soul Tags were once more made use of. For Dyon, ensuring that not a single person was missed was as easy as breathing. Who could escape his Immortal Sense?

There was no doubt that many of the former Sprite Alliance were unsatisfied by his actions, but what could they do when even their Supremes were completely silent?

As for Dyon, he was aware that winning the hearts of so many people wasn't so easy. This was precisely why he put so much effort into first conquering and solidifying the Celestial Deer Quadrant as a foundation to expand from. As long as there was a core of culture, everything would likewise fall into place.

But, as any person familiar with history could tell you, a.s.similation of a population, especially one as haughty as the Sprites, wasn't easy by any means. What made this even more difficult was the fact the overall strength of the Sprites was stronger than what Dyon's Mortal Alliance could provide. This wasn't because they lacked talent, because Dyon array alchemy had made certain to fix much of these problems. Rather, it was because the former population outweighed the latter by far too much.

That was right. The greatest problem Dyon faced was that there were too many Sprites!

Sprites had a rather low reproduction rate, so the truth was that most of their 96 controlled quadrants were made up of normal humans and beasts. But, even with this being true, the population of sprites alone was still double that of what Dyon had under his control.

In order to deal with this, Dyon decided that action spoke far louder than words. If they were biased against him Why not show them how much better he could make their lives?

In just the first 6 months, the Sprite Alliance underwent a ma.s.sive upheaval. City structures they had come to know for so long were torn down, ma.s.s migration events occurred all across their universes, and even the bottom 1% began to feel as though their lives were finally beginning to matter.

At the end of the day, those who were most unsatisfied with Dyon weren't the common people, but rather, the elites. But what did the opinions of the elites count for if the ma.s.ses were against them?

When Dyon deployed his clones, the results spoke for themselves. With a wave of a hand, he could create gorgeous cityscapes that tugged on one's heart strings. Perfectly paved roads, towering structures of silver and gla.s.s, and even the air seemed to taste better.

Of course, this ease was the result of several decades of research lead by Meiying.

It simply wasn't feasible to create a completely new city plan for every section of land Dyon conquered. Instead, Dyon split city planning into two facets. One was the Capital City Plan and the other was the Secular City Plan.

Capital Cities received the greatest funding and period of planning. However, they were extraordinarily rare. They were gifts given only to Clans who managed to acc.u.mulate enough merits to enter the 7th Tier.

As of now, the Mortal Alliance only had a single Capital City as no one had acc.u.mulated such an unG.o.dly number of merits quite yet.

However, Secular Cities were split into 81 types. Meiying created 81 city plans that could be chosen from depending on the environment it would be built in. These 81 Secular City Plans had already all been memorized by Dyon. Everything from the roads, to governmental buildings, to even the materials used right down to the finest detail was already written out.

Having this, Dyon could simply scan an area, use his judgement to decide the best city plan of the 81, then lay it down in a manner of hours using creation arrays.

Yet, even with these city plans being ma.s.s produced, each one was a level above even what one might find in the Outer Powers. They only marginally fell beneath an Outer Power Capital City!

One can imagine how a commoner would feel going from living in a place with no future prospects, to suddenly be able to live in a place where opportunities were around every corner. But, not only was this now their reality It was only the tip of the iceberg!

Not long after establis.h.i.+ng the cities, Dyon connected the former Sprite Alliance territory to the Mortal Library. Suddenly, entire populations of people gained free access to knowledge they never thought they'd learn in their whole lives.

Subsequently, resources began to flood these Secular Cities. Pills of quality that made even elites stare in shock became common place. Gorgeous weapon designs that should have cost an arm and a leg became as cheap as a few meals. Suddenly, geniuses that had been buried due to their insignificant status began to rise up one after another.

By the end of the year, the elites of the former Sprite Alliance could only bury their dissatisfaction deep within their hearts Lest they incur public outrage.

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As expected, the Nephilim Gathering became delayed. It wasn't until the end of the second year that words of its imminent start caused waves through the Outer Powers once more.

Dyon used this time effectively as well. After he was sure the former Sprite Alliance territory was stable enough to not fall in a few days, he turned his attention toward the Tower Quadrants.