Let's start by analyzing the sun

"Boom!"

Another tremor.

Grand Administrator Yu Wei looked over at the sound and immediately saw a fifty-meter-high spiral pillar rising from the ground a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

Although she had seen it many times before, witnessing such a shocking scene at such close range still made her slightly dazed.

After a moment.

A figure swept down from the top of the pillar, flew over like a gust of wind, and landed lightly in front of her.

It was Cheng Han.

The Colonel respectfully saluted: "You Chengwu, Colonel of the Seventh Regiment of the Sixteenth Legion of the Crimson Armor Army, greets Lord Hall Master."

The so-called "Legion" is a unit one level higher than a Regiment. The Crimson Armor Army has a total of more than 200,000 people, divided into twenty-four Legions.

Yu Wei followed suit and saluted: "It's a great honor to meet Lord Hall Master!"

The female Grand Administrator glanced quickly at the face, deeply sighing in her heart: "So young!"

A year ago, this young man was still a middle school student under her jurisdiction, and she had never even heard of his name.

Today, he has become a big figure in the Qinghan Mystic Palace, and she must look up to him. How could she not be filled with emotion?

Cheng Han nodded slightly in greeting: "May both of you be well!"

With his current status and position, this way of greeting can be regarded as extremely polite.

If it were a slightly more arrogant Hall Master Mystic Master, even if they acted as if they didn't see her, no one would say anything.

Yu Wei had a sense of恍惚(huǎnghū - absent-mindedness).

Is this kind Hall Master, who is so kind as to be rare, really the same Cheng Han who treated the heretic god followers so cruelly just now?

Cheng Han asked with great interest: "I heard that Tai'an plans to build a larger airship station. Where is the designer?"

Yu Wei was stunned for a moment, her mind almost unable to keep up with his train of thought.

Heretic god organizations are quietly lurking in the crowd, hoping to launch an attack on the airship station. This is a major event that is enough to alarm the Mystic Pavilion.

The dignified Hall Master of the Crimson Armor Hall does not care about such a major event, but instead asks about the designer. Isn't this not very good?

But she also knows that the other party is a big figure in the Mystic Palace, and Tai'an can only unconditionally comply with any request he makes.

Yu Wei respectfully replied: "The designer is Mr. Qiu Yuanxi. He is also on site today. I will have someone call him over immediately."

Cheng Han nodded lightly.

Soon.

An old man with gray hair was brought over by an official.

Yu Wei introduced: "Mr. Qiu is the most outstanding designer in several small spirit realms nearby. Many well-known buildings are his creations."

She looked at the old man again and made a gesture: "Mr. Qiu, please explain the design of the new airship station to Lord Hall Master Cheng."

The old man immediately opened his drawing book, displayed a sketch of the building, and began to speak eloquently: "Lord Hall Master Cheng, the new station I designed…"

Cheng Han listened for a while and interrupted: "Perhaps I have a better plan."

The old man was stunned for a moment and instinctively wanted to say, "I am the professional designer."

Yu Wei observed his expression and preemptively said: "Lord Hall Master Cheng, it is a great blessing for the entire Tai'an that you can personally design a station for Tai'an!"

The female Grand Administrator sincerely felt that although Mr. Qiu had made great achievements in design, he was indeed worrying when it came to dealing with people.

What kind of person is Lord Hall Master Cheng? It is said that even the Mystic Palace Master values him very much. Even if he designed a pile of dog shit, Tai'an would have to obediently build it.

Cheng Han smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

The next second.

Yu Wei found that her surroundings blurred for a moment, and then became clear.

All the surrounding noise disappeared.

Cheng Han pointed behind him and smiled: "This is my plan!"

Yu Wei glanced over and immediately widened her eyes.

The previous row of spiral giant pillars had disappeared, replaced by a magnificent giant building.

Its entire body was red, reaching an astonishing height of five hundred meters, and its overall shape resembled a soaring fiery eagle.

The female Grand Administrator instantly felt that compared to this magnificent and beautiful new station, Mr. Qiu's design was a real pile of dog shit.

Compared to others, some people are indeed not good!

Compared to goods, some really have to be thrown away!

The old man's breathing became rapid as he watched.

After a few seconds.

Qiu Yuanxi said with self-deprecation: "The station designed by Lord Hall Master Cheng is indeed much better than my design."

The old man immediately asked a question: "Should the main load-bearing structure of this station be based on that row of giant pillars as its core?"

Cheng Han nodded: "That's right!"

Yu Wei suddenly understood.

No wonder Lord Hall Master Cheng made such a big commotion and asked who the designer was as soon as they met. It turned out that from the moment he arrived in Tai'an, he had this idea.

The old man asked again: "Judging from the scale of this station, the maximum loading and unloading scale of goods is at least two hundred times the current scale. Isn't this too wasteful?"

Yu Wei's eyebrows twitched. She really wanted to order someone to sew up the old man's mouth with needle and thread.

Whatever Lord Hall Master Cheng says is fine. Why is there so much nonsense?

Cheng Han nodded again: "To be precise, the loading and unloading scale can reach up to five hundred times."

The old man's lips moved, but in the end, he just sighed, but at least he didn't哔哔(bībī - keep blabbing).

It was obvious that he still felt that this was an unnecessary design.

Cheng Han laughed and suddenly changed the subject: "This time I come back, I will design a new type of war eagle in Tai'an.

"I've given it a name, called 'Fiery Eagle'!"

Yu Wei was the first to react: "Could it be that the new station you designed is also called Fiery Eagle?"

Cheng Han nodded: "Exactly."

He began to speak eloquently: "In my planned blueprint, the future scale of the Tai'an small spirit realm will be more than just the Tai'an small Mystic Palace.

"Tai'an will become a pivotal Heavenly Leaf, and it will play a huge role in the Qinghan Mystic Palace and even the Divine City."

Cheng Han paused, then pointed to the giant eagle: "I personally judge that the throughput capacity of this station may not be able to meet the requirements of cargo volume in the future."

Yu Wei was the first to agree: "I believe you!"

The old man did not speak, his expression a little dubious.

Cheng Han's tone took on a bit of a commanding tone: "Mr. Qiu, I don't have much time to pay attention to the construction of the new station. I'll leave this matter to you."

"Snap!"

He snapped his fingers again.

Subsequently.

An amazing thing happened.

The giant eagle suddenly came to life.

"Screech!"

A cloud-piercing eagle cry.

The giant eagle flapped its wings and swept over.

This terrifying scene made Yu Wei close her eyes involuntarily in fright.

But the giant eagle did not make any attacking movements.

On the contrary.

The giant eagle flew smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a ray of bright streamer, quickly hitting the old man's forehead and plunging straight into it.

The old man was stunned for a moment, unable to restrain his expression of admiration: "Too magical!"

The structural diagram of the Fiery Eagle Airship Station appeared in the mind of this old designer, detailed to every detail.

The ingenious design thinking contained in these details, as well as the maximum consideration of practicality, really made him marvel.

The old man respectfully saluted and said from the bottom of his heart: "Lord Hall Master Cheng, thank you for your guidance!"

This structure diagram really benefited him a lot.

After a while.

A noisy sound came over.

The illusion disappeared.

Cheng Han then spoke of the attack: "Administrator Yu, these people are from the God Descendant Group. They came for you."

Yu Wei was immediately stunned: "Ah?"

Cheng Han glanced at her, his eyes revealing a hint of strangeness.

With the help of the Omniscient Eye's deduction, he had already vaguely guessed a little reason, but he currently lacked the most crucial evidence.

Just then.

Three Mystic Ships swept over silently.

The people from the Crimson Armor Hall are here!

Soon.

A Mystic Master wearing a silver-patterned black robe descended from the sky and took the lead in saluting: "Lord Hall Master, may you be well!"

This person was the Deputy Hall Master of the Crimson Armor Hall, and also a mid-level Mystic Master - Leng Tianya.

Cheng Han nodded in greeting: "Deputy Hall Master Leng, may you be well!"

Leng Tianya quickly glanced at the surrounding scene, his expression revealing deep surprise. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked: "Are you going back to the Crimson Armor Branch Hall?"

Cheng Han nodded: "Of course!"

He pointed to the top of his head and ordered: "Escort these heretic god believers and take them back to the Crimson Armor Hall for interrogation."

This is a merit that is delivered to his door, so of course he can't miss it.

"Yes!"

Cheng Han also instructed: "Administrator Yu, the Hall of Council is not too safe. Come back to the Branch Hall with me as a guest."

This sentence nominally carries the word "guest", and it clearly reveals a commanding tone.

Leng Tianya faithfully carried out his superior's order: "Administrator Yu, please board the Mystic Ship!"

Yu Wei did not dare to have any objections and had to honestly follow the order.

Soon.

The Mystic Ship rose into the air.

Leaving behind a scene of hustle and bustle.

*

Airship Station.

The major events that had just occurred in full view of the public spread like an explosion throughout the entire airship fleet.

Whether it was the heretic god organization's attack, or the Crimson Armor Hall Master's easy capture of the enemy, or that Mr. Han Cheng was actually the Crimson Armor Hall Master, all were shocking news to ordinary people.

And on the passenger airship.

The people who had previously had minor conflicts with Cheng Han, and those who had spoken rudely in secret, were all frightened, for fear of causing trouble.

Who would have thought that Mr. Han, who painted in the viewing hall every day and spoke kindly, would have such a terrifying background.

Even the twin sisters were so surprised that their mouths could not close.

The two little girls grew up living in the Mystic Palace, and naturally knew what the Hall Master meant under normal circumstances.

The beautiful widow Yin Ying felt even more complicated.

As a result, after the airship took off again, the three mothers and daughters stood by the window, staring at the Tai'an Airship Station for a long time, until they could no longer see it.

All in all.

For these people, this wonderful airship journey was destined to be an unforgettable event for a lifetime.

*

The other side.

Three Mystic Ships passed through a passage, flew into the void, and sped towards the Tai'an Branch Hall.

Cheng Han sat upright on the seat and suddenly heard the trembling sound of the Secret Puppet String.

"Buzz!"

The figure of Arthur, the former Speaker of the Destruction Envoy, floated into view out of thin air.

In the previous battle, Arthur was controlled by the Art of Enslavement, and Cheng Han took the opportunity to plant the Secret Puppet Seal in his soul.

Arthur's respectful voice rang out: "Your Excellency, I have obtained a message through secret channels.

"Just now, the Blood Skull Grand Archbishop of the Prayer for Life Society personally killed another Speaker of the Destruction Envoy."

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth curled imperceptibly.

Without a doubt.

The tragic death of Bishop Pei Luo Xi, as well as the loss of the Sacred Artifact, made the Blood Skull Grand Archbishop believe that this was a trap deliberately set by the Destruction Envoy's Divine Messenger, McKellen.

This Profound Governor-level powerhouse killed the Speaker of the Destruction Envoy in anger to retaliate.

About this.

Cheng Han was very proud in his heart: "I merely used a small trick to make Arthur take the blame once, and I have completely provoked the two great heretic god organizations to break apart."

He thought for a while, and then ordered: "The Blood Skull Grand Archbishop and the Divine Messenger McKellen will fight sooner or later. In the future, you should focus on this information."

Arthur responded crisply: "Yes!"

The Destruction Envoy believed in the First Heretic God, but the First Heretic God controlled the divine office of "Revenge," and the Divine Messenger McKellen must come up with corresponding measures.

It is entirely conceivable that the hatred between the two sides will definitely become greater and greater.

As the situation continues to develop, these two Profound Governor powerhouses will definitely have to face each other once.

And this is a place that can be used.