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Chapter 7 - "Wow! Got 500,000 citizens!”

Alberto continued to build his capital.

"What should I build?"

[Set up an Exhibition place.]

Alberto selects a building.

The Crystal Palace

Architectural style: Victorian

With walls held together with iron and plate-glass, creating the illusion of a palace made of glittering crystal, the appropriately named "Crystal Palace" was the home to the Great Exhibition.

It consisted of an intricate network of slender iron rods sustaining walls of clear glass. The main body of the building was 1,848 feet (563 meters) long and 408 feet (124 meters) wide; The height of the central transept was 108 feet (33 meters).

Alberto spent ten million to set it up.

Ah! I went to see it in London once in my old life it was great.

[ You have chosen a great exhibition place. You have completed mission four. Now place a skyscraper building.]

Alberto sees a building. A familiar building Which he buys without hesitation.

Woolworth Building

Height: 241 m tall

Floor count: 55

Lifts/elevators: 34

Cost: $416 million SC

[You have completed your mission. Mission Six: Establish Transportation Systems. Build roads, railway tracks, bridges, etc]

Alberto built two railway stations, bridges and roads.

[Greetings! You have received 20,000,000 SC. Mission Seven: Establish the Library. ]

Alberto buys a library

The Library of Congress: Contains 173 million items.

He places it where the system suggests him to place it.

[Mission Eight: Establish the hospital. ]

Alberto built five hospitals. Among these, the largest hospital has fifteen thousand beds.

[Mission nine: Set up a military base. You can customize your army.]

Alberto's eyes widened as he read the new mission. A military base? He hadn't even considered that aspect yet. He delved into the system shop, searching for the perfect base. He chose a sophisticated, expensive design, a testament to his ambition. Since he saw many things here that he had no idea about, he took information about this establishment from the system. Then buy them according to their functionality.

He positioned the military base on the edge of his capital, a strategic location that offered both security and accessibility..

The base was designed to be self-sufficient. It boasted its own power plant, a water treatment facility to ensure a constant supply of clean water, and a vast supply depot stocked with everything from ammunition to medical supplies. The training facilities were state-of-the-art, featuring firing ranges, and obstacle courses. The barracks were spacious and comfortable, designed to accommodate hundreds of soldiers at a time.

Alberto then began to customize his army. He selected khaki-colored uniform as their combat uniform, a practical choice for blending seamlessly with the field. For ceremonial occasions, he chose a striking green uniform, featuring a visor peaked cap, epaulettes, a sword set and scabbard for officers, long black pants, a black belt, and black shoes or boots.

He summoned 20 thousand soldiers. He equipped them with a diverse array of weapons, from rifles to heavy artillery, ensuring his army was capable of facing any challenge. All of the weapons Alberto selected were familiar to him, as they were all from the early 20th century.

For the infantry he purchased Luger pistol, Mauser Gewehr 98, Mondragon Rifle, Berthier Mle 1916, Bayonets and Grenades. He also purchased 300 Maxim Gun, 200 Lewis Gun, 200 MG08.

For field artillery he purchased one hundred French 75 mm Gun M1897, one hundred British 18-pounder gun, and thirty German 42 cm Gamma Gun, and fifty French Schneider 155 mm Gun for Heavy Artillery

Alberto then goes to the Tank option and selects 500 French Renault FT, 300 British Mark IV Tank, and 100 Russian Tsar Tank.

And for transportation, he purchased 200 Liberty trucks, 300 Austin Sevens, 2000 horses, 400 Harley-Davidson Model 11s, and 300 Norton 596cc Single Motorcycles. Alberto also purchased several other vehicles for his military. Ford FT-B, SCR-108 Radio Truck, Vickers Crossley armoured car, and Pierce-Arrow armoured AA lorry.

[Mission Ten: Build Police Headquarters and Police Stations. And summon ten thousand policemen. You can summon more if you want. ]

Alberto, his mind now attuned to the system's demands, immediately understood the need for a strong law enforcement presence. He opened the shop, searching for the perfect police headquarters. He found what he was looking for in a towering structure. He positioned it prominently in his capital, a beacon of justice.

He then proceeded to build forty police stations, strategically placed throughout the city, ensuring a rapid response to any threat.

Next, he turned his attention to the police force uniform. He chose a practical, functional uniform, a white shirt, a bulletproof jacket for protection, and black pants for a sharp, professional look. He summoned 10,000 policemen, a force that would be visible and respected throughout his capital.

He purchased the necessary equipment, guided by the system's recommendations, acquiring vehicles, weapons, ammunition , communication systems, and everything else needed to create a efficient police force.

More missions come to Alberto. He continues to complete all the missions.

Alberto bought 300 schools, 20 college, and one university for education . He also purchased many Colonial Revival, Tudor Revival, and Prairie Style homes for residents.

He then purchased defense headquarters, markets place , magic and science development institutions, parks, intelligence agency headquarter, Resource center, power plants, etc.

Following the system's guidance, he placed everything in its strategic location, ensuring the city flowed seamlessly, its various sections harmonizing to create a vibrant, functional metropolis.

The capital, a magnificent testament to ambition, rose from the ground.

[Congratulations! You have completed building your Capital. 500,000 people have been given to you as a reward. Do you want to summon them now?]

A surge of excitement pulsed through Alberto. 500,000 people? His city was ready to be populated. "Yes," he declared, his voice filled with anticipation.

[Please select their profession]

Since there were so much people here, he simply commanded System to select necessary professions

Doctor, Nurse, Surgeon,Banker, Teacher, Counselor, Researcher, CEO, Salesperson, Lawyer, Judge, Musician, Actor, Singer, Writer, Designer, Comedian, Architect, Engineer, Mechanic, Fisherman, Blacksmith, Reporter, Jeweler, Bartender, Prostitute, Scientist, Whore, Physicist, Athlete, Farmer etc....

[Congratulations! You level up 2x]

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Host: Alberto Bernard

LEVEL: 10

HP: 100/100

MP: Infinite

Technological limitations: Early 20th century

Country Citizen: 545,025/1,000,000

Military Troops: 20,024/50,000

Police: 10,000/30,000

Heroes: One SS rank

Map

Inventory

Shop

Balance: 19,040,000,000 SC

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"System, have I not been given Just 500,000 people?"

[Yes. 500,000 people have been given to you. The other 45,025 are the palace staff, Circe, and the soldiers and Police you summoned. They are all citizens of this country. Hence they are included in the citizens.]

"So this is the matter," he murmured, a sense of understanding dawning on him. He had been so focused on building his capital that he hadn't considered the details. But yes, the staff, the heroes, the soldiers, and the police were all citizens of his burgeoning nation.

[ You should go to The Cabinet Office. Your cabinet is waiting for you there. You also have to give a speech to the nation.]

Um...Okay

He rang a bell, its resonant chime echoing through the halls of his palace.

Alfred, ever-attentive, quickly appeared, bowing slightly. "Your Majesty, is there anything I can assist you with?"

"I want to go to the Cabinet Office. Get everything ready."

"Of course," Alfred replied smoothly, "But Your Highness, shouldn't you change your clothes?"

"Huh!" Alberto froze, his mind suddenly catching up with the situation. He had been so engrossed in the system's missions that he hadn't given his appearance a second thought.

He looked at his clothes.

He is still wearing the military uniform of his previous life.

But he feels something strange.

He hurried to the mirror in the room, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. He stared at his reflection, and his breath hitched.

What was going on?

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[Host, don't be afraid. You just got Younger. You will have no problem with it. You are now 22 years old]

Alberto looked at his face.

Alberto's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at his face, at his reflection, and a wave of recognition washed over him. He looked exactly as he did when he was young in his previous life, the youthful features of his 22-year-old self staring back at him.

His age had decreased. He had become younger.

"Well, then, I'm too young," he muttered, a hint of amusement in his voice.

He let out a long breath. "It is not bad," he decided, a smile spreading across his face.

"Alfred, show me clothes."

"Of course, Your Highness," he bowed

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An unknown place

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The air was thick with anticipation as a crowd of solemn figures gathered, their white gowns billowing softly in the gentle breeze. Hundreds, maybe thousands, stood shoulder to shoulder, their gazes fixed on the raised platform at the end of the vast hall. The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of incense and the weight of expectation.

Above them, framed by the ornate archway of the stage, stood an ancient figure. His back stooped with the weight of years, his face a roadmap of wrinkles, he leaned heavily on a gnarled wooden staff. In his other hand, he held aloft a balance scale made of some dark, unidentifiable metal. It gleamed dully in the flickering torchlight.

With a shaking hand, the old man raised the scale higher. A blinding light erupted from the metal, forcing gasps and cries from the assembled crowd. Some shielded their eyes, others, overcome with fervor, stared directly into the painful glare, tears streaming down their faces.

When the light subsided, the old man remained, his voice, when he spoke, a dry rasp that echoed strangely in the vastness of the hall.

"Hear me, all!" His voice, surprisingly strong, cut through the murmuring. "Our wait is over! The message, the divine message we have sought for generations... it has arrived!"