"Where is the teleportation door to the base?" Abel quickly asked.
"Headmaster majesty, the teleportation door to the base is in front of the stone wall in Nam Mountain. You can find it if you break the stone platform!" The commander spirit replied.
Abel knew that stone platform. Those 20 intermediate spiritual beasts were killed there. It seemed like the teleportation door to the base was inside.
However, it was guarded by an elite priest. Abel didn't know that elite priest Donot was not there, but even so, Nam Mountain was still the most heavily guarded place among the orcs.
He was not an intermediate wizard who could move in a flash. Those defensive circles were nothing to him.
He just wanted to wait for 3 days until the orc god ceremony was over. When elite priest Donot thought they were in an accident, he would make his move when there were no orcs guarding the stone platform.
Afterward, he took a tour of the base. The commander spirit could contact him from anywhere in this base.
The base was built from dimension fragments. It was divided into 3 floors. The first floor was the control area, and Abel was on the first floor. It was where the important personnel lived, worked, and controlled all the magic circles and energy storage.
Abel had the highest authority in the entire base, so he could go anywhere he wanted.
The living conditions here were similar to humans, but if humans wanted to live here, they would have to go through some modifications.
"Headmaster majesty, this is the food storage!" The commander spirit followed Abel everywhere he went, and it would open the door for him.
Abel was interested in this place. He wanted to know what the food of the ancient races was like.
He walked into the food storage, and rows of bread like food were placed on the shelves. He picked one up, and it was already petrified. It was as hard as iron, and it was no longer edible.
Although it was petrified, he could still sense some life energy from it.
From what he could tell, this kind of food should be able to nourish his body and prolong his life, but it was all in the past.
"What is the commander spirit made of?" Abel asked as if he was talking to himself.
"Headmaster, this is the standard energy recovery food. Each piece is enough for a soldier to fight for a whole day. It is made from the fruit of the cloud tree!" The commander spirit replied.
"Is there a living Cloud Tree?" Abel asked.
"The cloud trees grow in a mana environment. Thousands of years ago, the base was running out of energy, so they stopped the mana environment. All the cloud trees are dead!" The commander spirit replied.
Abel couldn't help but feel that it was a pity. The Cloud Tree's fruit was probably one of the few successful cases that could convert mana into life force. This kind of success would take tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years to achieve, but destroying it was a very simple matter.
"Although the cloud tree is no longer alive, the seeds are still being stored. If we can't solve the energy problem, the next thing we need to cut down is the seed storage!" The voice of the commander spirit continued. What it said made Abel very happy.
He was very interested in the seed storage. He didn't know how many ancient plants were stored in there.
After leaving the food storage, he continued to visit the next area.
"This is the puppet storage. Too bad the puppets here are all damaged. Due to the lack of materials, I can no longer repair them!" The commander spirit explained as Abel arrived at the next storage.
Walking through the door that opened automatically, he saw rows upon rows of puppets. It was as if he was looking at a warehouse of the dwarves.
The puppets here were somewhat different from the dwarves' puppets in appearance, but the details were exactly the same. At this time, he had an idea that the dwarves' unique puppet-making technology was learned from the ancient ruins.
It was not hard to guess. Although the dwarfs' metallurgy skills were very high, they still could not make puppets. Without the ancient technique, it was impossible for them to make puppets.
Abel looked at the puppets in front of him and began to think. He then took out an engineering puppet from his Kong Kong spirit portal bag and placed it on the ground.
"Headmaster majesty, you have a puppet with you? This is great. I haven't had a body for thousands of years. Can I control this puppet?" The commander spirit asked in joy.
Abel could imagine an intelligent spirit trapped in a base without a puppet body. Although it could see, it could not move. It was like being in a prison.
"Commander spirit, I'll give you this engineering puppet. If you need any materials, just tell me. I'll get them for you when I get out!" Abel said with a smile.
Hearing that Abel had agreed, the puppet suddenly moved. Afterward, the puppet stood up and stretched its arms and legs. It seemed like it was enjoying the feeling of being able to move.
Afterward, the puppet respectfully bowed to Abel and said, "headmaster majesty, I'll lead the way."
"This is a botanical garden. Originally, there were 12 types of vegetables and cloud trees growing here. It was enough for the entire base, but due to the lack of energy, all the magic circles had stopped working. Therefore, this place is now a dead land!" The puppet said as it opened another door.
Abel could see it was pitch black inside, but from the light of the door, he could vaguely see some abandoned land.
"If the energy here is restored, how much food can this botanical garden produce every day?" Abel asked as he looked at this botanical garden that was about 10 acres in size.
"The 12 types of vegetables used in the base are all modified vegetables. It can produce 1000 servings a day. If the cloud trees are full, it can also produce a batch of cloud fruit every month. That's enough for 1000 soldiers for a month!" The commander spirit explained.
Abel finally saw the seed storage in this botanical garden. The seeds of the 12 types of vegetables and cloud fruit were all perfectly preserved. The only problem now was the energy and the puppet.
Without energy, the base could only maintain the minimum amount of energy.
There were no people in this base, so all the work had to be done by the puppets. The puppets in the base were all damaged, so Abel had to provide a large amount of materials to repair them.
The last place on the first floor was the energy storage room. This was the core of the base.
As soon as he entered the energy storage room, he saw an empty corpse. It was a minotaur. In the center of the energy storage room, there was a circular magic circle that was constantly emitting white light.
"Commander spirit, who is this?" Abel pointed at the Tauren's corpse and asked.
"Headmaster majesty, this is the Orc God!" The commander spirit's reply had shocked him.
This was because all the Beast Gods in the records had the face of a lion and hands with sharp claws. Although the horns on their heads and hooves resembled those of a minotaur, the lion face and hands with sharp claws were not something a minotaur could possess.
But if the Orc God in the hearts of the orcs was a Tauren, would there still be so many races worshipping him?
His lion-like face guaranteed that his identity was related to the noble royal family of the Orc Empire by blood. As for his sharp claws, he was closely related to the Wolf Clan, which had the largest population.
The image of the Beast God could be seen from all aspects. This was a compromise for all races. Perhaps the Beastmen needed a Beast God like this, not a Tauren.
"After all the energy of the Orc God was extracted, no puppets in the base could move, so this corpse was left here!" The commander spirit explained.
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