Evolution begins with an ant colony

Outside the castle, in the vast expanse beyond the confines of the ant city, Zara was meticulously directing a group of evolved ants to carry out various tasks. The sun hung overhead, casting its warm rays that filtered through the lush green leaves of the surrounding trees.

"Alright, I’ll need you guys to clear all the debris in this entire area," Zara’s voice echoed with authority as she provided directives to the evolved ants, each of them suited in sleek dark silver armor.

"Yes, ma’am!" their unified response echoed, prompting them to swiftly embark on their assigned tasks. The evolved ants, with remarkable strength, began uprooting trees from the earth effortlessly. Amid the collective effort, a male evolved ant guard respectfully asked, "Ma’am, where do you suggest we put down all these trees now that we’ve uprooted them?"

Zara, her gaze fixed on the sizable tree chunks, narrowed her eyes as she responded with a calm and commanding tone, "Well, you can all toss them over there. We’ll figure out what to do with them later." She gestured confidently to the left, her chestnut hair catching glints of sunlight as she directed their attention to the designated area. @@novelbin@@

"Alright then," the male ant guard replied with a hint of enthusiasm as he proceeded to head over to the designated spot, tossing the chunks of wood. The other evolved ants followed behind him. The air echoed with a loud and resounding boom each time a massive tree chunk was expertly thrown to the ground.

Meanwhile, in the orc tribe, Ember and Ivy were assisting the orcs with the building plan Akun had given them. The sun glinted over the golden structures of the orc tribe, imparting an amazing vibe to the surroundings. Explore hidden tales at Freewebnovel

Ember, with his brown skin and red hair, held in his right hand a blueprint for a teleportation gate. The lines and symbols on it detailed the complex design of the teleportation gate. The paper, worn at the edges from frequent reference, was a sign is Akun’s extensive planning.

Ember’s eyes scanned the blueprint, moving through line after line, a sign he comprehended the arcane mechanics behind the teleportation gate. Raising the blueprint for all to see, Ember addressed the orcs who gathered around, their eyes filled with curiosity.

The strange rectangular structure had been explained to him by his liege, Akun, so he knew precisely what instructions to give next.

"Listen up!" Ember’s strong voice cut through the ambient noise of construction. The orcs, burly, turned their attention towards him. "This here is no ordinary gate. It’s a link between two points in space, a creation of my liege himself. Each detail is crucial for its proper functioning."

Pointing to various sections on the blueprint, Ember made sure to clarify what part connected with what and how they were supposed to connect them. He spoke of the magic woven into the very fabric of the design, the synergy required among the golden pillars, and the significance of the carved podium.

Ember’s voice echoed as he spoke while clenching his fist tightly, "And remember! Every detail matters, so don’t miss out on any part because you want to speed things up. Stuff like that would result in the gate not working."

The orc construction site resonated with the clang of hammers against metal, the sounds of craftsmanship echoing through the air. At the heart of the bustling activity stood the focal point of Akun’s grand design – the large golden podium destined to carry the teleportation gate in all its majestic glory.

Having concluded the detailed discussion of the teleportation gate blueprint, Ember now directed the orcs’ attention to the golden podium. Its massive size demanded attention, and the orcs, muscles rippling beneath their tough green skin, gathered around, each ready to play their part.

"This here," Ember spoke up, pointing toward the shimmering golden structure, "is where our gate will stand tall. It’s not just a podium; it’s the foundation of our connection to other points in space, other parts of the forest they will be accessible with the aid of other gates. My liege chose gold for a reason – strength, resilience, and a touch of divine power."

The orcs nodded, understanding. They looked at the podium, a symbol of both the physical and metaphysical gateway they were building. It wasn’t just building; it was putting their energy into something beyond the ordinary.

Under Ember’s watchful eye, the orcs continued the construction. The podium, initially just a plain structure, now started to receive its own set of carvings. These complex patterns were designed to allow mana to flow through it and into the gate.

The efforts of the orc craftsmen could be seen – their muscles tensed, sweat streaming down their faces as they carefully carved the patterns into the podium, hammers and chisels in hand.

Ember’s voice echoed as he spoke, "Alright, boys. Now that you’re done assembling the gate and scribing the carvings, it’s time to lift it up and place it on the golden podium," he said, pointing at the gleaming structure awaiting its crowning moment.

The orcs, combining their strength, lifted up the massive golden teleportation gate. Their muscles tensed with the effort, and they gritted their teeth collectively, a sign of how tedious the task was. Slowly, they carried the gate towards the podium.

"Steady, steady," Ember’s voice echoed, reminding the orcs not to rush things and risk making a mistake.

Gradually, the orcs climbed up the golden podium and slowly placed the teleportation gate into the carved space prepared for it on the podium.

As the teleportation gate slid into its designated space on the podium with a soft thud, the carved symbols on it momentarily shone brightly, a sign that they were on the right track.

"Runes! Where are the runes?" Ember’s voice echoed as he called out for the runes to be brought. The anticipation in his tone could be felt, knowing that the inclusion of the runes would empower the gate, revealing the results of their hard work.