My Talent's Name Is Generator

Chapter 1210: The New Core Of Blue Spiral

She gestured toward a location far away from the capital.

We traveled across the planet, leaving the enormous city behind. After flying for some distance, another massive civilization appeared on the horizon.

This city was different. The capital had been designed as the political, administrative, and organizational center of Abor.

This one had been built around transportation and trade.

"This is the trade city," Steve explained.

I looked toward the enormous structure at its center.

"A teleportation hub?"

"Exactly."

The teleportation hub was enormous. Multiple gigantic teleportation formations had been constructed across a vast complex, each connected to different regions and planets throughout the Blue Spiral Galaxy.

"The idea was to turn Abor into the central trading point of the galaxy," North said. "We’ve established connections with most of the major planets controlled by the different races."

She pointed toward several separate formations.

"Naga territories. Demon territories. Feran territories. Human territories. And several others."

As we descended, I immediately understood what she meant.

The city was bustling.

People from countless races moved through the streets, arriving through the teleportation formations and immediately disappearing into markets, inns, warehouses, trading halls, restaurants, and countless other establishments.

Nagas walked beside demons. Ferans negotiated with humans. Merchants from distant planets moved massive containers of resources through the city while guards watched the crowds.

It was the first time I had seen Abor truly connected to the wider Blue Spiral Galaxy.

"This place is already functioning at full capacity," Steve said. "Trade has increased far beyond what we expected."

"Which means Abor has become much more important," I said.

North nodded.

"Exactly."

But there was one more place they wanted to show me.

We left the trade city and traveled even farther away, eventually reaching an area where there appeared to be nothing at all.

At first, I thought they had simply brought me to an empty region.

Then North smiled.

"It’s hidden."

The moment she said it, I expanded my perception.

An illusion covered the entire region. Beneath it was another enormous city.

My eyes narrowed slightly.

"This is the military city," Steve explained. "It’s deliberately hidden from everyone outside our organization."

At its center stood something that immediately caught my attention.

A gigantic teleportation array. I recognized it instantly.

"This is the array I created."

"Yes," North said. "It’s the only direct connection between Abor and Vaythos."

I looked at the enormous formation.

Unlike the other teleportation hubs, this one was heavily restricted. There were no merchants, no civilians, and no ordinary travelers. The entire region surrounding it had been transformed into a military complex.

Barracks stretched across the city. Training grounds occupied huge sections of land. Weapon storage facilities and resource warehouses were scattered throughout the area, while defensive formations covered almost every important structure.

And the soldiers were not all human.

Humans trained alongside Naga warriors, Ferans, demons, and members of several other races.

They moved through formations, fought simulated battles, practiced coordinated techniques, and trained under instructors from different civilizations.

"This is where our main forces train," Steve said. "The connection to Vaythos makes it strategically important, so Primus decided that the military headquarters should be built around it."

I nodded.

Having a direct connection between Abor and Vaythos was both an enormous advantage and a potential weakness. Keeping it hidden and heavily defended was the correct decision.

"So those are the three major cities?" I asked.

"The capital, the trade city, and the military city," North said. "There are also three normal cities."

She pointed toward distant regions of the planet.

"Those are primarily residential. They’re meant for ordinary people who don’t want to live inside the massive capital or near the trade and military districts."

That left six major cities across Abor.

Everything else had been given another purpose.

"Then what about the remaining land?"

Steve smiled.

"That’s where things become interesting."

We flew farther, and the enormous cities gradually disappeared behind us. What remained was a vast expanse of wilderness.

But it was not untouched wilderness. Everywhere I looked, I could sense formations.

"This entire region has been divided into trial zones," Steve explained.

"Different levels?"

"Exactly."

North took over the explanation.

"The trial zones range from basic training areas for beginners all the way to extremely dangerous regions designed for high-level cultivators. Each zone has different environmental conditions, monsters, formations, restrictions, and objectives."

I slowly expanded my perception.

I could see forests filled with powerful creatures, enormous mountain ranges, areas where gravity had been altered, regions filled with elemental storms, spatial mazes, illusion domains, survival zones, combat arenas, and places where the laws themselves had been manipulated.

"There are zones for individual combat, team battles, survival, exploration, resource gathering, formation breaking, and many other forms of training," North said. "The higher-level zones are constantly adjusted according to the strength of the people using them."

"This means the entire planet is basically one giant training ground," I said.

"That’s the idea."

I looked across Abor again. Only now did I fully understand what Primus and the others had accomplished.

Abor was no longer simply our home. It had become a complete ecosystem designed around cultivation, development, trade, research, military strength, and recruitment.

And then I remembered something else.

"The defenses."

Steve smiled.

"We didn’t forget those."

He gestured toward the planet.

"Abor now has three independent layers of planetary shields."

I immediately focused my perception.

Only then did I notice them. Three enormous defensive systems surrounded the planet, layered one over another.

"The outermost shield is designed to absorb and disperse large-scale attacks," Steve explained. "The second layer reinforces the planet and protects against penetration. The third is the strongest defensive layer and can concentrate its power around specific regions when necessary."

North continued, "And those aren’t the only defenses."

"Two layers of spatial shields have also been established. They prevent unauthorized spatial movement and make it extremely difficult for outsiders to directly teleport onto the planet."

I nodded slowly.

"Then there are the illusion formations," Steve said. "The planet has several layers of them. From the outside, Abor can be made to appear completely different. Certain regions can be hidden, entire structures can be concealed, and intruders can be redirected without realizing they have entered a formation."

"There are also detection arrays," North added. "They monitor spatial fluctuations, energy signatures, teleportation attempts, and unusual movements. We’ve established emergency formations throughout the planet as well. If one defense is breached, the others activate automatically."

Steve laughed.

"Primus became a little paranoid."

"A little?"

North looked at him.

"Fine. Very paranoid."

I smiled.

I couldn’t blame him.

After everything that had happened, there was no such thing as being too careful.

I remained floating above Abor for a long time, silently observing the planet beneath me.

This was no longer the Abor I had left behind. It was becoming the heart of everything we were building.

I had a thought suddenly of making sure that Blue spiral became the strongest galaxy out there even surpassing the Prime galaxy.