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Ling Zhao passed through and became a refugee in the most desolate wasteland in the world. No aura, no resources, no manpower - three no starts. The only plug-in: the sky orbit prediction system, which refreshes information 24 hours a day. [Prediction: A caravan will pass by carrying the drawings of Xuanjishu] He set up an ambush and got the blueprint. [Prediction: There are black crystal veins six feet underground] He dug all night and got the first pot of gold before all the forces. [Prediction: Yaori Tianyu will send troops to test in three days] He set up the formation in advance so that the opponent didn't even touch Cang Lan's side. Everyone thought he was waiting for death on the ruins. Until the eight Xuanji hubs light up at the same time, and the spiritual light illuminates the entire sky-- "Sorry, what I built is not a city, but a divine capital."!