Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 652 Special Communication Missile Completed

Now the production lines have been converted to produce military equipment, but the number of tourists from both sides has exploded and production capacity cannot keep up, leading to the introduction of charging for translation earphones.

You can buy or rent it, but there's no market for it.

Fortunately, the people of Daxia were kind and taught the various ethnic groups in Terra to speak simple Mandarin. With their half-baked sign language skills, things weren't too delayed.

The new factory further away has already begun trial production.

Under government guidance and a document requiring the integration of certain ethnic groups from various parts of Terra into Daxia, the factory opened its doors to recruit workers from all ethnic groups in Terra.

Free meals and accommodation, five social insurances and one housing fund!

This place became a paradise for orcs. When asked by the Xia people in a joking manner, the orcs replied: "What do you mean by orcs never being slaves? That's just malicious slander from the arrogant and conceited holy human race!"

This measure allowed the original forklifts to be replaced by orcs, who then mingled with the Great Xia management personnel.

One was responsible for physical strength, and the other for guidance; they worked together remarkably well.

Hiring orcs is much cheaper than forklifts and fuel costs; that's what you call a win-win situation.

There's also a real cat-eared maid cafe that opened on the street, and needless to say, it's packed!

The cat-eared girl and the fox spirit girl inside are both adorable and sexy, with those fluffy tails...

Lin Mo was so impressed by what he saw that he wanted to order a coffee.

The booming business of the two trade centers, with shops, stalls and factories springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain, is a testament to the diplomatic team's further efforts to promote cooperation.

It not only accommodates tourists, but also provides job opportunities for people who migrated from Bactria, and incidentally integrates the various ethnic groups of Terra, preparing for future integration.

To realize the grand vision of making people from both sides of the world one family.

The number of ethnic groups in the Great Xia Dynasty should be expanded to include 56.

Lin Mo bought a large piece of roasted meat from a half-orc and stood at the street corner eating and watching for a long time, his smile never fading.

Blue Star is still struggling through snowstorms and apocalypse, while Terra has just recovered from the shadow of the demons.

But at least here, people from both worlds have begun to rebuild their lives together.

He glanced at the time and realized that six hours had passed since he went to bed.

"Sigh, time to go back to Earth."

He sighed.

Now he finally understands the saying: There is no such thing as a peaceful life; it's because someone is bearing the burden.

Lin Mo got into the military off-road vehicle driven by his guards and arrived at the portal between the two worlds.

Not long after, several escort convoys drove into Terra through the portal.

In the middle of the convoy was a specially made luxury RV.

The RV had an unassuming exterior, but its body was fitted with multiple layers of protective armor, and soldiers on motorcycles kept watch around it the whole time.

Inside lay Lin Mo's other sleeping body.

Two bodies, one on each side.

This is Lin Mo's secret, and also the highest level and most important insurance policy in Great Xia.

In the unlikely event of an extreme accident on either Earth or Terra, or even a complete breakdown of the connection between the two worlds, as long as Lin Mo is alive, there is still a chance to reconnect.

After the RV came to a stop, Lin Mo got in.

Another Lin Mo was lying on the bed, breathing steadily, with a life monitoring device attached to his wrist.

The nurse next to me was recording data when she looked up and saw Lin Mo walking in through the door. She almost picked up the record board upside down.

Her face flushed instantly, and she quickly stood up straight and saluted.

"Hello, Commander!"

Lin Mo smiled and said:

"Thanks a lot."

The nurse immediately shook her head, her voice tense:

"It's no trouble at all! It's an honor to take care of the leader!"

Lin Mo smiled and nodded, then turned to see another version of himself lying quietly on the bed. Even though he had experienced this feeling many times, it was still somewhat subtle.

He took the spatial ring off the hand of the sleeping body and put it back on his own finger.

After getting out of the car, I stood by the roadside and watched the RV restart.

The escort convoy will carry the sleeping body to Linmer's room in the Terra Military District.

The now-conscious Lin Mo turned and walked into the interdimensional portal.

......

Lin Mo arrived at the Tian Shu Command Center and saw a global battlefield map completely submerged in red dots.

After a total of twenty space wormholes in the Antarctic and Arctic were closed, the curve of the number of new demons finally stopped its rapid increase for the first time, giving the Great Xia a chance to breathe.

However, the coastlines of South America, Africa, and the equator still resemble open wounds, with countless red dots continuing to spread.

Han Niba stood in front of the control panel, his military uniform collar slightly wrinkled, and nodded to Lin Mo, saying:

"Commander Lin."

Lin Mo nodded, his gaze falling on the global battlefield map.

"General Han, what's the current global situation?"

Han Niba raised his hand and brought up several curves.

"The effects of closing the wormhole are already visible."

On the big screen, the curve showing the number of new targets added by the Demon race changed from a near-vertical rise to a noticeably slowing sloping line.

Han Niba pointed to one of the data points and said:

"In the past six hours, the number of new demons worldwide has decreased by 27%."

Lin Mo looked at the curve that had been compressed and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The destruction of twenty wormholes in succession was not in vain.

Han Niba continued:

"Thanks to the fact that you have closed all the space wormholes at the North and South Poles, coupled with the complete underground city defense system, the production capacity of drone swarms, combat robots, and automatic turrets is increasing, the firepower supply line has been stabilized again, and the decline has been basically contained."

"The remaining demons in the Arctic will be cleared out within a week, while it will take longer in the Antarctic, about a month to completely clear them out."

As he spoke, the camera switched to the North and South Pole war zones.

On the icy plains, rows of automated turrets spewed fire, while combat robots advanced alongside unmanned vehicles, braving the wind and snow.

In the distance, swarms of drones swept by, blasting a group of demons attempting to breach the defenses into pieces.

But Han Niba's face showed no sign of relaxation as he said:

"The real problem is the equator."

As the scene changed, Lin Mo's brows furrowed immediately.

The battlefield near the equator is too large.

High temperatures, storms, tsunami remnants, volcanic ash, and ruined city ruins intertwined, creating a chaotic front that was not a single line.

Red dots were scattered all over the screen.

Han Niba said in a deep voice:

"The equatorial region is too large and the environment too harsh to establish a blockade like that of Antarctica."

"We can only rely on long-range firepower and unmanned equipment to eliminate as many demons as possible and slow their spread."

Lin Mo understood what he meant.

If the remaining wormholes are not closed as soon as possible, even though the growth rate of the demon race has slowed down, the number will still be unbearable for the Great Xia.

Sooner or later, Earth will be dragged down by these monsters.

"Understood. Today I will continue to work with the Terran alliance to clear out the remaining space wormholes."

Just then, a staff officer strode over, followed by four soldiers carrying two black sealed ammunition boxes.

"Report!"

"The first batch of twenty specially made communication missiles to respond to the Kona civilization has been completed, and all have passed testing!"