The Dark Elf flew past Noland and towards the edge of the city.
The city of Noland looked like a huge ring when viewed from above. The ring spread out from the grandest building, the Philosopher's Tower, all the way to the square area formed by the four obelisks. This was the first central area of Noland.
The Falosi Residence was built in this area. When the Dark Elf flew out of this area and arrived at the commercial street near the Hearthstone Tavern, the Mana Net's signal suddenly dropped by two bars.
The commercial street where the Hearthstone Tavern was located was the second central area of Noland. The four advanced Magic Academies of Noland were built here, including the two theaters of Noland, the National Noland Theater and the White Wattle Theater.
Even at night, the area was always filled with the light of the Illumination Spell, dispelling the darkness that shrouded Noland.
When the Dark Elf flew past the most famous White Wattle Theater in Noland, she could still vaguely hear the noise of the crowd, but it was completely replaced by the rumbling of magic gears and the sound of iron hammers hitting iron ingots.
With the White Wattle Theater as the boundary, the outermost area to the south belonged to Noland's Magic Workshop District. This area was divided by a river that ran through Noland.
The river was called the River of Gears. The source of the river didn't come from any mountains or rivers, but from underground.
This river could be said to be the proof of the ancient magic civilization sleeping deep beneath Noland. The water was drawn up by an unknown magic device from underground, extending from the magic barrier that protected the entire Noland to the city of Noland.
From here, it was common to see figures of dwarves and other races on the streets.
When the Dark Elf gradually entered the Magic Industrial Zone, the surrounding lights gradually disappeared. All that was left were the flames of the smelting furnaces and the magical particles spewing out of the Magic Workshop.
This was also an area jointly managed by the dwarves and human Alchemists. When the Dark Elf had just flown over the River of Gears, the signal in front of her eyes had completely gone to zero.
She had no choice but to land on top of an alchemy workshop, dodging the chimneys that were constantly emitting smoke. She looked at the business street that was separated by the River of Gears from afar. From here, the business street that was glowing in different colors was like a luxurious painting inlaid with various gems.
She then turned her gaze to the back of the industrial zone, which was also the outermost area of Noland. Squirrel Street was located there, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see the silhouette of the houses clearly in the dark.
The dark elves didn't stay any longer. After confirming the limits of the Weave's signal, they flapped their wings and returned to the heart of Noland.
When the Weave's signal gradually recovered to full, she returned to the Falosi Residence, flapping her wings and landing on the edge of the window.
"What was the result?"
Josiah came to the window and asked Miss Crow.
"After crossing the River of Gears, the signal with the Weave will disappear completely," the dark elf said.
"River of Gears?"
Josiah remembered that when he'd first met Hiri's sister, Herland, her alchemy workshop was next to this river.
"The most important river in the city of Noland. If we can get there … Hmm, let me think, it should be like this."
Hiri had lived in Noland with her sister for five or six years, and could be considered a local of Noland.
She took out a piece of white paper and drew five overlapping circles on it. She then drew a line between the second circle and the third circle.
"A conservative estimate is only a third of the area? That's still too small … "
Josiah looked at the reference map that Hiri had drawn. The Weave created by the World Tree in its current germination stage could only cover a third of Noland.
If the World Tree was planted in the Philosopher's Tower at the heart of Noland, the dwarves who had always been in the area without signal would probably raise their hammers in protest.
"However, the World Tree still has a lot of room to grow. In its seedling state, it can cover a third of Noland. When it grows into a towering ancient tree, it should be able to cover the entire country."
Josiah wasn't worried about the problem of the Weave coverage. If it wasn't enough, he could still use the root server.
As long as he spent some time, it should be possible to transform this world into a new world where one could connect to wifi wherever they went. The prerequisite was that Josiah wanted to promote the network.
"Can the World Tree really grow in a short period of time?" The dark elf raised his doubts.
The growth of any World Tree depended on the nourishment of the elves' faith for generations to finally grow into a towering ancient tree.
If the dark elf's lifespan was calculated in thousands of years, this World Tree would need at least a thousand years to grow from a seedling.
"It's possible, as long as the publicity is done properly."
Josiah had once found out from Taylin that her tribe at its peak only had about ten thousand people. The elves' natural lifespan meant that their reproduction rate was second only to the dragons.
"Publicity?"
The dark elf thought carefully. In a situation where they didn't know, no spellcaster would be willing to implant an unfamiliar spell into their own consciousness. Moreover, although the majority of spellcasters in Noland believed in the God of Order, it wasn't all of them …
"In this aspect, Miss Ino and Carolee can do it," Josiah said.
"Eh …"
Ino, who had been dozing off at the side, immediately woke up when he heard Josiah call out his name.
Ino tidied up his skirt in a panic and stood up from the sofa. He looked around uneasily for a while, like a frightened squirrel.
When Josiah said the name "Carolee," there was a crash outside the door, as if someone had fallen to the ground.
"Miss Carolee, don't eavesdrop outside. Please come in," Josiah said to the door.
The doorknob turned slowly, and Carolee, who was still dressed as Matilda, walked out from behind the door. The dark wood elf entered the room with her.
"Mr. Josiah, sorry to disturb you so late at night."
Although Carolee was dressed as Matilda, she still maintained the posture of a Falosi flower.
Josiah noticed some red marks on her forehead. It seemed that she had fallen to the ground in a panic after being discovered eavesdropping outside the door.
"Excuse me … Is there anything I can help with?"
Eavesdropping on other people's conversations was definitely not the behavior of a lady.
However, Carolee had lost to her curiosity just now, but since she had already been discovered by Josiah, she walked in with the attitude of throwing caution to the wind.
"Miss Carolee, have you heard of the God of Order?" Josiah said.
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