"Although you are not weak now, and this sea island is also rich in resources, the food and oil you need, such as grains and rice, are actually scarce. If you want to build a survivor base, then prepare well in advance."
In short, now is not the time, and it is not allowed.
Zhang Wenbin agreed with Shang Qi's words and nodded repeatedly in response.
He realized that his thinking was consistent with Shang Qi's, and their perspective on issues was far-sighted and surprisingly aligned.
Shang Qi was undoubtedly a talented person. If he could stay on the island and become a member of the garrison, it would undoubtedly be a good thing.
But Zhang Wenbin also knew that this was impossible.
Shang Qi and the others were only staying on the sea island temporarily; they would eventually leave.
As for where they would go, and where their return journey would lead, no one knew.
The parties involved might know, but he and his brothers, as outsiders, would not.
When Shang Qi made suggestions to Zhang Wenbin, he briefly considered whether he should discuss with A Ling and return to Lucheng.
If this sea island were to be developed into a survivor base, then someone in Lucheng would need to provide support to ensure the safety of arriving survivors and their successful arrival at the sea island.
This way, the safety of Lucheng could not be ignored.
As witnesses, they absolutely could not stand by idly.
Therefore, a battle was inevitable.
While Shang Qi and Zhang Wenbin were discussing matters, Su Ling had already lowered her mobile castle.
Grandma Xu and the others had emerged from the castle and were now sunbathing on the beach.
The garrison personnel had boarded the mobile castle, touring here and there, full of curiosity as if they had discovered a new continent.
Among these garrison personnel were those whose abilities were similar to Su Ling and Rao Beichen—castle builders.
After touring and understanding Su Ling's mobile castle, the castle builder directly ran to Su Ling, sat on the ground, and basked in the sun, asking Su Ling all sorts of questions. "Can I also become as strong as you and have such a large mobile castle?"
The castle builder who asked Su Ling was a young, clean-cut, and righteous boy named Qin Yun.
Although he was stationed on the sea island and often exposed to the sun, his skin was still fair.
He was now like a curious baby, with a hundred thousand whys, waiting for Su Ling to enlighten him.
"Of course," Su Ling replied truthfully to Qin Yun, adding, "But it takes time. You need to constantly practice your abilities, upgrade them, and also produce crystal cores. Before you can build a castle, you need to stockpile enough crystal cores for castle construction."
Qin Yun listened carefully and kept Su Ling's words in mind. "As my abilities continuously upgrade and I produce more crystal cores, and I become more powerful, will the castles I build become larger?"
Su Ling nodded and pondered, then used a simple analogy: "As long as you want to, and your ability allows, you can build a mobile castle as large as this sea island. Moreover, as your ability level increases in the later stages, you can incorporate some of your peculiar ideas into the castle's construction, and it will help you achieve eighty percent of them."
"Wow!" Qin Yun was very moved by what Su Ling said. "Can I make it fly?"
Qin Yun's thoughts were simple. If it could fly, they could occasionally fly to the other side of the sea and walk on land.
"Yes," Su Ling looked at Qin Yun, finding him imaginative, yet his ideas were practical.
Not to mention Qin Yun, even she herself had long planned to try incorporating flight elements when the castle was upgraded next time and see if it could be realized.